Chapter 48

When the crowd chanted for the bride and groom to bow to each other, taking advantage of the moment Shan Junhao bent down, Yu Xin hardened her heart and plunged the golden hairpin directly into his chest.

The beginning phase went quite well and the writing flowed smoothly. Writing step by step up to this point, I am personally quite satisfied with it.

The scene flickered, revealing the inadvertent footwork habits of A Sword's Frost and Cold that had slipped out, as well as the words Frost and Cold had once spoken during her guidance on mecha practice. She had only said them once, but I had firmly engraved them in my heart.

These two were none other than the coachmen brought by Mu Bailian from the capital, hired specifically to drive carriages. It was not their first time handling message delivery, but achieving such an effect was a first.

Old man Qi was also dumbfounded. Just as the sporting goods store hadn't closed yet, he hurried inside to inquire. However, the clerk claimed to know nothing about the matter. Upon checking along the power box, they discovered that no wires were connected at all.

Yes, it passed. Klemens was known as the "Thunder Tiger," usually stern and devoid of smiles, acting with strict seriousness. If he felt displeased, he would typically issue a severe reprimand in person. Smiling while pointing out an error like this was completely unprecedented.

She knew her golden spiritual essence would inevitably attract attention, but up until now, this was the first time someone had seen through her profound secret. How could she not be startled and surprised?

"Sit down first, give me the thing, and listen to me. Make sure you don't let him know about the manufacturing process. Have you forgotten those fifteen lashes and the slap he gave me? And what about locking Xuege in the cold palace before the truth was uncovered? Don't you want to take revenge?" Dear sisters, if you miss this opportunity, you will never find it again.

Listening to her solemn guarantees, Yan Jinwen and the others wore shifting, unpredictable expressions. It was obvious they didn't quite believe she could come up with any solutions, yet on the surface, they still politely expressed their gratitude. After all, she was the young master's junior sister, and their relationship appeared quite unusual.

"I am asking you whether eighteen unbuttoned your clothes and massaged your heart right after you fell unconscious to save you or to harm you? Didn't you feel anything yourself?" Aunt Yu asked solemnly.

After a few seconds passed, the people gradually regained their vision, yet they all could not help but open their mouths in shock.

Long Shaoyan and the others found an uninhabited cave. Fortunately, there happened to be some firewood inside, so Long Shaoyan used the wood to start a fire.

Earlier, she had miscalculated Long Jinju's intentions. Thinking back now, given Long Jinju's personality, he probably had no desire to become the emperor, which was why he had instead supported Long Haoran.

During the great war against the alien demons back then, the demon race actually suffered heavy sacrifices. Moreover, their numbers were already inferior to humans, resulting in eighty percent casualties among the demons after that battle, with powerful tribes even facing extinction.

No matter how one looked at it, Aunt Tong Lei did not believe Wang Yue was the latter. To put it simply, would a truly wealthy young master buy such cheap fruit to visit someone? Would he fly economy class when taking a plane? Which young master didn't fly first class, with flight attendants trembling in fear as they served them?

The operator immediately replied, "Alright, please hold." Following a few crackling noises of static on the line, the call was reconnected.

Mao Leyan noticed that she was dressed very lightly, her aged and frail body wrapped in tattered, ancient clothes, and her bare feet thrust into a pair of split coarse cloth shoes, exposing her blackened toes.

As Su Ruhui momentarily lost herself in thought, she missed several sentences. By the time she snapped back to reality, rustling sounds were already coming from inside, resembling the removal of clothing. Striving hard to maintain an expression of nonchalance, her face ultimately still flushed red, and she gently tugged at Gan Ran's sleeve, casting a reproachful glance his way.

Ethan took the monk's prayer beads and walked straight out the door. Outside, two guards appeared from nowhere, nodding at him with faint smiles.

Experts naturally possessed their own dignity, so once Tong Tian stated his conditions, the majority of the people backed down.

"What about you three? Do you want to watch the show or head to the immortal manor first?" Xiang Gangtian did not make a move immediately, choosing instead to chat with the three of them.

I didn't know what Suzuki was thinking right now, nor did I understand what he meant by bringing up Liu Xue just a moment ago.

I abruptly raised my head, staring blankly ahead. For a moment, it felt as though my world had stopped spinning.

Xiang Gangtian chuckled softly and, without saying a word, turned around to return to his original spot. With Zhong Wufeng having spoken, Leng Shijian would certainly not strike again, and killing him now was no longer possible.

I understood what Ye Rong meant, so I picked up the wine glass, poured myself three cups of wine, and downed them one after another in succession.

"Sigh..." The Master of the Universe Alliance also sighed softly inwardly. Among those holding a neutral third-party stance were some who had once belonged to his Universe Alliance.

The merman watched from afar, extremely furious. His scales were as sharp as knife blades, and he had even refined them into a Spirit-Platform-grade divine weapon. However, because Dian Feng and the heavenly hound were tangled together, he did not dare strike indiscriminately, fearing he might accidentally injure the wrong person.

In Xiang Gangtian's hands, Duan Yugun did not even dare to breathe loudly. Yet in the hands of Duan Renhuang, he let out continuous, low roars. Even while subjugated and at the mercy of others, he completely failed to regard Duan Renhuang with any respect.

Subsequently, Bu Xu called Yuan Hao again to brief him on the situation here, adding that if the generator was still functional, he should bring it along just in case.

She had not expected to run into Luoye once again. What kind of fate was this? Moreover, the other person clearly remained completely unscathed to this day, with dark wisps of aura lingering around his body.

Lin Xin'an led Wu Mian across the campus grounds to an open clearing. Three elevated platforms had been erected there, each differing in height. The first platform was positioned relatively lower, yet it still appeared to be around thirty or forty meters tall.

If not for Fan Ziwei, had he rashly ventured to Pingzhou and focused solely on guarding against Yang Fangzheng, he would have been blind to the bigger picture and easily manipulated by interested parties lurking in the shadows.