Chapter 50: Kissing Right There on the Street

Shen Jinxiao looked at the closed attic door, his heart skipping a beat as the anger inside instantly dissipated by a large margin.

He sat down on the chair beneath the attic, sinking into deep thought.

The blood from his nose had already dried into scabs.

He removed the sticker of the pale-faced man from his forehead.

Gazing at the striking man on the sticker, whose skin was fairer than a woman's, his sword-like brows furrowed tightly.

Shen Jinxiao could not fathom why Meng Shuyue always had a penchant for this kind of person, just like Song Shijing—

The machete instantly transformed into a forty-meter-long broadsword, with the elemental powers of gold and the properties of cutting simultaneously superimposed upon it.

Yet hadn't the blueprint been taken to White Stone City by Gu Yu? How had it been crafted in the village and delivered all the way here?

Thinking of her as a cat was Gu Yuanchi's genuine sentiment. It was because, like a cat, she cherished and excelled in solitude; like a cat, she was proud and unapproachable; and like a cat, she remained vigilant toward anyone who drew near—though, admittedly, she was not guarded against him.

"I'll wait right here for you lot and see what you can possibly do to me!" Wang Xiaoyi remained completely unfazed by the toad spirit's warning.

At first, both Gu Yuanchi and Lin Changwan felt a little self-conscious, seeing as they were neither old nor young and had never experienced such treatment before. Gradually, as they grew accustomed to it, the two would exchange a smile whenever people stepped aside to let them pass.

Consequently, to retaliate against those factions, the corpse clan secretly dispatched these skulking hounds to find every possible means to desecrate the ancestral tombs of others.

For five years, Yang Qingyuan had been the epitome of the "neighbor's child" in Xiang Shoucheng's world. Hearing Yang Qingyuan's name alone was enough to make Xiang Shoucheng's blood boil, and now that he was seeing him in person, his fury flared up instantly. Not to make things difficult for him would be a grave injustice to himself.

He struggled to climb up from the ground, pressing a hand against his shoulder. His back was covered in wounds, and blood seeped from beneath his clothing.

She had no recollection of ever crossing paths with such a youth, yet she must have been stared at fixedly by those very eyes in some distant month and year, just as she was being watched at this very moment.

Yet he still spoke with such absolute conviction, uttering things that, even when known to be sheer nonsense, somehow still brought joy to those who heard them.

Liu Long's eyes were sharp as lightning, resembling an indignant Vajra. His towering figure, standing amid the primordial mountain ranges, was as straight and erect as a deity. He swung his arm, channeled his inner vital energy, and hurled forth yet another primordial mountain.

Ying Zheng did not fly into a rage, nor did he look terribly anxious; instead, he gazed at Li Shui with a look of utter helplessness.

Thus, after some deliberation with the royal family of the Great Yu, our ten immortal sects and five great clans agreed that any cultivators within the territory of the Great Yu Dynasty could enter the Mysterious Heaven Secret Realm. This could also be considered a clever way to pull the wool over people's eyes.

The dormitory cut off its electricity precisely at eleven o'clock. Had it not been for this, one could easily imagine the fatty duo fighting intense battles through the night! Yu Yang felt somewhat helpless regarding their lifestyle. A virtual gaming world was actually able to captivate the two of them to such a degree! It truly was astonishing.

Within the cavernous, blood-bowl-like maw of this purple-gold iron-eating beast, its sharp fangs and teeth could effortlessly grind down all sorts of ores and metals. Normally, the beast fortified its strength and defense precisely by devouring various metallic ores.

The reason why he stood by and watched Erzhuzi get bitten by Orochimaru was twofold: first, Naruto did not sense any murderous intent; second, the stone girl had stopped him.

Seeing Feng E approach, Min Fei pointed toward several of their brothers still tied up inside the interrogation room; they were clearly unconscious.

Of the dozens of cultivators who had followed the ruthless youth to this place, the majority had been reaped by Ye Fei earlier, leaving behind only these dozen or so.

At this moment, the prime-ministerial hall was dead silent, the atmosphere oppressive to the extreme. Jiang Ziya furrowed his brow continuously. An atmosphere like this had existed before, but only when confronting formidable enemies; yet ever since Deng Jiugong had arrived in Xiqi, the times the Prime Minister wore a troubled expression had only grown more frequent.

A pang of warmth stirred in the depths of my heart, but the resentment welling up ruthlessly crushed that fleeting tenderness. I stood there with a cold, wooden expression on my face.