Chapter 62: Cocoon Woman Village (Part 19)

"Mom." The Poison Ghost supported his fainted mother with one hand and scooped her up directly into his arms. He looked at Susan, showing no blame, only helplessness. "Shanshan, she is my mom!" Just as she said, precisely because this was his mother, he had a duty to treat her well, no matter what she had done wrong.

No way! Looking at the seat of honor, I smiled bitterly in my heart. You say everyone here are my elders, yet instead of sitting there, they want me to sit there. How could I possibly sit comfortably?

Ye Yufei was also making a purchase, so she used her account to pay for the items, saving herself any trouble.

Gazing fixedly at the young man before him, Yan Haochen's thoughts drifted far away for some inexplicable reason. He suddenly remembered that day in the Wicked Wolf Valley, when, upon hearing a very peculiar wolf howl, his consciousness had gone blank for a brief moment.

Because Helan Yan had no psychological preparation whatsoever, her head was forced to turn to the right. She covered the struck spot with her hand. Although she couldn't see it, she knew there must be five distinct fingerprint marks on her face now.

He found it hard to get used to the sudden intrusion into his room. Normally, only Fan Li was free to enter and exit his space at will.

Only when her lips were kissed until they were swollen did Zheng Haoxuan consent to stop. How could he not know the fact that there was a baby in her belly? Even if he yearned for her, he had to endure.

Ling Fei stood in front of the car, anxiously peering into the company's main entrance. She noticed that some employees arriving for work were being shooed out, and their expressions were filled with terror.

Looking at Wang Ling who was fully prepared, I lowered my head and kissed her lips, continuously sucking on her sweet saliva as if I hadn't drank water in many days. With the tip of my tongue, I pried open her teeth, our tongues intertwining endlessly.

No one cheered. The atmosphere remained heavily oppressive, and even that indifferent old angel wore a grave expression, scanning the surroundings with anger.

A blue light flashed from the tips of Qin Yigui's fingers, shooting fiercely toward the ice wall. The blue light pierced through the barrier, leaving behind only a hole two fingers wide, which was immediately repaired by the intense cold from within.

The servants in the estate did not know that Xie Yunxi and Madam Xue were at odds. After the events of those years, the servants in the household had undergone a massive reshuffle, and everyone around Madam Xue had been replaced, leaving only her trusted confidante, Nanny Kong.

Having finally finished the meal, Xie Yunxi no longer wanted to entangle herself with such people, so she prepared to return to her own courtyard. She still had to attend to Xiao Junluo's legs today, and she needed to hurry back to prepare some supplies.

Yet, he harbored a dislike for any form of power—no, not a dislike, but rather a dread of avoiding it at all costs, and he knew the reason behind this.

After a long passage of time, Ke Chengyin asked a question, and she replied with idle chatter about whether she would return to Dongshi for the weekend.

Dong Jing was also on this rooftop. She had been watching the Champions League match and hadn't expected He Nanxi to be trailing right behind Euro. At that moment, He Nanxi seemed to have encountered a little trouble. Dong Jing walked up, patted the Black man on the shoulder, and said something. The Black man smiled and nodded, and then she led Nanxi away.

Today, Madam Xue had been taken away in front of everyone. Upon returning, people would surely discuss the matter in private, and the Marquis's Mansion would inevitably be dragged into it.

The bell rang to collect the answer sheets, and the students left in an orderly fashion. Once inside the hallway, the previously silent building vibrated in unison with the departing candidates.

Kim Deokman and Kim Seungman looked at Empress Changsun before them, their eyes filled with yearning, and not just for the garments she wore.

At this thought, Mu Yuncheng could no longer care about such details. Without even bothering with his shoes, he flipped sideways off the bed and dashed off to pursue Moyue.

Liu Xiu began to deploy his electrifying gaze, blinking on and off like a nightclub, quite amusing himself. Truth be told, he rather enjoyed this sensation.

The robust youth sitting beside Liu Hao glanced at him with utter disdain, then flashed gracefully onto the competition stage. He cast a provocative gaze down at Liu Hao.

Upon learning yesterday that Zhong Wanyan wished to attend the Flower Viewing Festival, Xiao濯 had dispatched someone to notify the Shen family's vessel, stating that they would linger in Qingzhou for a few days, and if Shen Yi was in a hurry, he could proceed to the capital first.

The power went out at my house again, how annoying. I'll quickly type out this chapter and replace the content later. Heart is tired, apologies everyone.

"That..." He attempted to explain something to ease the awkwardness, but unfortunately, she gave him no opportunity to do whatsoever.

Yet, as Quan Yihan's executive assistant, when it came to his personal matters, unless Quan Yihan brought them up, it was not his place to inquire.

Fortunately, Xu Tingge had also endured several heavenly lightning bolts and was severely blasted, his spiritual energy almost entirely drained. As a result, his movements were sluggish and the impact of his fists was weak.

Even though she had already anticipated how he might react when she shared something that made her happy, she still wanted to share it with him nonetheless.

Lu Jiexiu glanced at Lu Yao, inwardly stunned by her talent for spinning tales! Who said Third Sister never lied?

Kecheng had pondered for a long time over how to explain things to Bai, yet she turned out unwilling to know, forcing all the words he had prepared for so long back down his throat.

Gazing at this faded Heavenly King whose tyrannical aura was no longer what it used to be, Yang Nan sighed inwardly, reflecting that destiny and fortune were indeed unpredictable. Back on the Luo Sea, how mighty and domineering had Heavenly King Li Yu been?

However, now they were forced to purchase drugs at exorbitant prices from the Fuk Ching Gang and other Chinese overseas criminal syndicates. Even Russia no longer exchanged weapons with them for drugs, choosing instead to trade with the New Hongmen. Now, if they wanted to acquire weapons, they had to buy them at high prices from the New Hongmen.

The high temperature still radiated scorching heat. Had the golden-haired youth not stepped in to block it, even more people would have died.

Next came 59 other battlefield skirmishes, which I secured using the same pattern as usual. The "Hugu Regular Army," "Hugu Demon World Army," and "Hugu Dragon Clan Army" were upgraded to surpass Tier 68, Formation Four-Color + Level 51, while other troop types like the Xiliang Bandits received even greater boosts. The original subordinates were upgraded to two Level 11 Command Headquarters.

Two Level 9 magical beasts, the Flying Snake Krakens—though merely the weakest among Level 9 magical beasts—were each strong enough to slaughter a Level 8 magical beast with ease. Amidst miserable shrieks, the corpses of the two Flying Snake Krakens crashed down onto the beach.

"Humph!" Gao Sheng released his opponent and shoved him away with one hand, sending the middle-aged Japanese man stumbling almost to the ground. At that moment, meeting Hua Feng's sharp gaze, the man felt as though he were looking at a ghost, finally realizing that the three people before him were truly not to be trifled with.

Cong Lin felt the world spinning around her. Her ears buzzed so intensely she could hear nothing clearly, her vision turned entirely red, and then she lost consciousness.

I no longer had the time to calculate how much damage the Queen Mother of the West would inflict upon me, nor did I have the leisure to ponder whether I could withstand this attack of hers. Time was simply too tight; for the sake of the mission, I could not afford to sit idly and await death.