Cocoon Woman Village (Part Twenty-Three)

Upon entering the room, one could see that it had been thoroughly ransacked. Of the numerous fluorite lamps, only two or three remained, casting a dim and gloomy glow across the space. The decorative redstone and lapis lazuli blocks had also vanished without a trace, and even half of the decorative glass had been smashed to pieces.

"Just like what you did to Xichun?" Zhan Ying asked. He still remembered Xichun's painful cries back then, though afterward she had indeed forgotten all her pain and happily ended up with Mu Shuo.

It seemed this Ning Qianqian was quite easy to fool, which put Mu Lixia slightly at ease. She just needed to stall with a bit more nonsense before getting down to business.

[Author's Note]: Originally, I wanted to create a sense of mystery around those things. But after much deliberation, it is better to just state it clearly: they were demons and angels.

Yet, she still smiled. It was as if the person who had been injured was not her at all, completely turning a blind eye to the wounds on her body.

Amidst the chorus of murmurs from the table and Liu Yong's heavy sighs, Chen Maochai opened his eyes to see that the final card he had flipped over was precisely the King of Hearts.

Within the previously intensely ambiguous bedroom, that alluring atmosphere was shattered by a sharp, lightning-like glare as a fierce gale instantly roared and a torrential downpour lashed violently down.

It was said that her family had military connections, with relatives serving as high-ranking officials. Consequently, not a single scandal had ever touched her.

The Ziwu Pavilion had only one main entrance and one secret passage. Murong Jinghua was confident that his secret passage was known to him alone, whereas Night Weiyang, coming through the main entrance and dressed in such extravagant attire, would undoubtedly be spotted by many. As long as these people could testify that he had arrived quite some time ago, he would certainly be able to drag Night Weiyang down with him.

As a result, the bamboo merely bent under the force, while Chen Hu's face flushed red, forcing him to let go as the arrow bamboo immediately snapped back into place.

Viktor Fischer hailed from Ajax. From the current perspective, the twenty-three-year-old Danish winger had yet to adapt to the English Premier League. Prior to Christmas last year, having missed only a single match and spent four games on the bench, he had contributed merely two assists and scored zero goals.

"What is it? Gold and jewels? Silks and satins? Or solemn vows of eternal love? As long as you want it, I can give you all of it..." Yi Shaoqing said eagerly.

Chunyu Zhang later contributed to establishing Zhao Feiyan as empress, winning the deep favor of Liu Ao and the Zhao sisters. Therefore, as soon as Zhao Feiyan became empress, Chunyu Zhang was awarded the lucrative post of Commander of Water Transport, serving as a reward for his efforts. For opposing the reconstruction of the Changling Mausoleum and the relocation of its citizens back to their hometowns, Chunyu Zhang was commended by Liu Ao and ennobled as a Marquis Within the Passes.

Listening to the impassioned commentary erupting from television and computer screens, watching the slow-motion replay of Zha Zhetian's brilliant save, and hearing the ecstatic shouts of the viewers in front of their displays, a late-night commotion broke out, drawing curses from the neighbors.

Only Qiedie remained standing beneath the tree, gazing blankly in the direction where he had departed. "Just how many things have I truly forgotten?"

Everything happened far too quickly. Before he even had a chance to properly assess these people, Xu Chen drew his longsword, cyan-gold sword Qi instantly spraying forth as he slashed horizontally across the crowd in a single stroke.

Chen Hu smiled. Although edible frog meat was scarce, its nutritional value was extremely high; aside from protein, it also contained a certain amount of fat and carbohydrates.

The thought of his empty purse made him particularly miss Lan Xing'er. He wondered how she was doing right now.

At this moment, Liu Tao was utterly stunned. The young man before her radiated an aura of maturity, resembling a wounded lone wolf—a stark contradiction that was almost hard to believe.

"Senior Brother, you haven't forgotten your responsibility, have you? You've finished eating, so why aren't you speaking?" Yan Qin gracefully spooned the delicate soup from her porcelain bowl, blocking Gao Mohang's words with a single sentence.

He was seen clutching his head with one hand and his crotch with the other, rolling continuously on the ground as he experienced a level of agony he had never known before.

The consequence was a series of bloody incidents. Every morning, corpses would inexplicably appear overnight on the streets, or without any warning, a noble's estate would suddenly catch fire, reducing everything to ashes in the raging flames along with everyone trapped inside.

His own robust physique was the most exceptional vessel for these demonic energies! If... if he were to continue absorbing them, would he evolve right here and now?

"Hmph, it seems I'll need to go have a proper chat with old brother Lu," Hong Zhenshan said, rubbing his chin.

However, the young general Daryl's reaction left Fei Jia slightly disappointed, as he could not detect any hint of suggestive expression on his face.

At that time, he was still on the mountaintop attending to an urgent personal matter when he was unexpectedly blown sky-high by a missile strike.

"Clang!" He was answered by the sound of clashing weapons. Although those underworld warriors remained silent, they expressed their determination through their actions. Drawing their long swords, they continuously shifted their formations.

Jinqing happily entrusted the academy entirely to Wang Qichang. Who could be stricter in training disciples and more reassuring than Wang Qichang?

In truth, she had already exercised sufficient restraint. Who could possibly know what terrifying and monstrous waves were churning within her heart?

On the surveillance monitor, a sudden blizzard erupted near the carefully prepared iceberg. The snow ginseng on the iceberg was whipped upward by the gale, but fortunately, bound by red cords, they were not swept away by the storm nor suffered the slightest damage, as if the storm deliberately avoided the snow ginseng.

Moreover, the vast majority of the Earth's regions were now ruled by various high-tier mother beasts. They were currently unable to even determine the Earth's true surface area, nor could they ascertain its exact shape.

Hearing Wells put it this way, the Bear King immediately clapped his hands and said, "My conditions are the same as theirs, but with one addition: I want the head of Yan Wudi." At the mention of Yan Wudi, the Bear King's face was brimming with murderous intent, wishing nothing more than to tear him apart.

The appearance of the giant pupil captivated everyone. They were already on their way, driven by a single purpose: to obtain the giant pupil! However, they did not know that far more than just them were heading here. Furthermore, the colossal beasts of this realm were also on the move.

Putting aside whether these entities acted with genuine intent or deceit, he himself had no need for them to serve as combat power. Moreover, after countless entries into those virtual scenarios, no one could ever regard these exotic creatures as ordinary beasts again.

"It's troublesome. Everyone knows Situ Kong's character; he surely has countermeasures prepared for me. I'm in grave danger," Jiang Feng said calmly.

Three million survivors shouted in unison, transforming Putuo District into a boiling cauldron of roaring sound waves.

As the saying goes, without comparison, there is no pain. In such circumstances, it was extremely easy for massive disparities and psychological resentment to arise.

Compared to the debt of gratitude he owed, even if his Senior Brother were to truly decapitate him with a single stroke, it still wouldn't be enough to repay that favor. How could he possibly harbor any resentment?