Volume 1, Chapter 64: You Even Bath Together Bare-Buttassed

Depois de ser abandonado pela minha luz da lua, um misterioso me recompensou com cem bilhões. Retiro Espiritual de Wujin 2306 words 2026-08-04 04:09:09

She was clearly adept at cooking, and weren't all those blood-tonifying feasts back home prepared by her?

The Pendragon warriors did not keep James waiting long. In the time it takes to warm a cup of wine, every single Pendragon warrior was fully armed, rapidly falling in line behind James and his Nightmare Cavalry to carve a bloody path and charge directly eastward.

Ever since Ye Yu entered seclusion over half a month ago to comprehend the profound mysteries of martial arts, the improvements gained by Miao Taixue and the others were remarkably evident.

The man's face was right before her; the contours of his features and his thick black hair were reflected clearly in her dilated pupils.

Yet that slender figure moved like a phantom, pulling a dagger from a corpse and charging straight toward them.

If not for him, none of this trivial series of troubles would have occurred. Kang Jian had been looking for him, never expecting that he would deliver himself right to his doorstep.

Xu Qingping's eyes were slightly bloodshot. If he could live his life over again, all he would want was to give Xu Ji'an a complete childhood.

Lu Xuan had not neglected his cultivation of the Thunder Method either; in fact, he had already completed the full training of the Inner Five Thunders. However, he was still far from mastering the Outer Five Thunders.

All of this seemed unremarkable at first glance, but the suspicious point lay in the handle of the short crossbow. There was a slightly unnatural crack upon it—the limb of the crossbow above the crack was indeed made of Cudrania wood, yet below the crack, the wood used for the handle was Red Pine, a specialty of Red Pine City.

Suddenly, a bold thought arose in Qian Niao's heart. If she were to pass her own blood to Yun Qi, could it help replenish his vital energy, which was currently on the verge of exhaustion?

Yang Yi stepped aside. Princess Sophie glared at him, imitated his posture by sitting beneath the elevated platform, and opened her mouth—opened her mouth, opened her mouth... Princess Sophie's posture was thoroughly ungraceful. Could you imagine a noble princess sitting beneath a miniature elevated platform, opening her mouth and waiting to be fed?

As for the Extreme Spirit Sect, by selecting these outstanding disciples to visit the Qingdan Sect, they must have had immense confidence in their strength; otherwise, they would not have dispatched them for a friendly exchange, meaning even more suspense awaited in the future.

Having arranged everything, Li Lingyi prepared to leave Casterly Rock. Now that preparations were complete, all that remained was to seize King's Landing. Once it was taken, the battle could be declared over.

"Heh, I'm afraid it won't be up to you by then, will you? If you truly didn't want to stay with me, why bother coming back in the first place?" I continued to press her.

The villagers lacked the capability of someone like Li Dongsheng. Although they had eaten a little along the way, having sat kneeling for five or six hours straight, their spirits were long since withered and drooping.

As for the true form of Sand Horn, the locals called it Mu Qita, meaning centipede in the sand. It usually appeared north of the dead zone, generally emerging only after sunset.

A zombie's hair could be crafted into a corpse robe, which possessed the ability to shield against the heavens, allowing one to evade heavenly retribution and divine punishment. Thus, zombie velvet was also extremely valuable.

The sun was setting in the west. Zhou Xing looked around, seeing no trace of human figures—he had no idea where he was! Zhou Xing leaped onto the carriage and followed the ruts left by the carriage's arrival.

This time, he had been outmaneuvered by Wang Shen and suffered a silent blow, leaving him no choice but to swallow his broken teeth mixed with blood. What else could he do? Fall out with him and storm off in a huff?

Normally, "artifact spirit" and "ghost" were the two taboos Feiyuliu avoided mentioning the most, yet at this moment, she was uttering them repeatedly herself.

Jueliang swung the subduing-demon zen staff in his hand, generating a massive roar of wind as he viciously smashed it toward the general who had shouted the challenge.

The three sons' almost paranoid protection of Chen Rong was indeed too glaring, utterly out of line with contemporary norms. Although the current dynasty placed great emphasis on filial piety, that kind of filial piety never stretched to the point of policing a father's actions.

As Li Jinsuo pulled himself into her embrace, the color unexpectedly returned to his somewhat pale face, flushing with a healthy glow born entirely of excitement.

Ma Qingfang shifted his palms, tracing two profound trajectories before pushing them forward, one upright and one reversed.

Praise from Gu Chen made Mu Xue wag its long tail even more vigorously, hopping continuously around Gu Chen. It was clear how much it relished Gu Chen's praise.

The aide hastily helped the Prince of Nanyang walk toward where the carriages were parked. Seeing Chen Yuan about to pursue them, he cast a significant look.

Ye Fan was slightly startled and turned his head back to see a middle-aged man collapsed on the ground. The fireball had missed Ye Fan, instead striking the middle-aged man who had stepped forward to intercept him.

The driver's cry had barely faded when Chen Rong, as though startled, hitched up her skirt and rushed like lightning toward the center of the city—unbeknownst to her, Ran Min's carriage had carried her all the way to the outskirts near the city gate.

Yi Nuya waved his hand and turned toward his bedchamber, leaving behind the guard officer still kneeling on the ground with an expression of stunned joy at having survived a catastrophe.

"I never expected that someone with such a pure and 'foolish' look would harbor such a hobby." After a session of heated kisses that made a pure, innocent good child blush and cover her face in embarrassment, the CEO finally caught his breath and said with a leisurely expression.

"A distorted world, a piece of my own life." Chen Jing no longer looked at the mirror; the blemishes within it gave him a palpitating sense of dread, making him feel as though his own life was beyond his control.

The sound of hooves had reached the end of the street. Dugu Han's body sprang upward in a single leap, flowing outward without pause as he fluttered lightly onto the eaves, flashed a blue light, and instantly vanished.

"Come, old sir, sit down and speak. Let's eat together, and I'll have them bring out some more food." Su Zihao invited the two men to sit at the dining table.

Though both were magical beasts, they belonged to differing factions, and thus their ways of thinking differed as well.

It is not that those who cultivate must be devoid of emotion, but rather that as cultivation progresses, one gradually ceases to feel the need to invest emotional attachment in anyone. Having lived long enough, all those former attachments pass away, drying up and dissolving in the memory, leaving the mind as tranquil and waveless as a dark night.

If the other party continued to follow, Duan Qiu would certainly have to devise a plan. If they were merely passersby or onlookers, Duan Qiu would pay them no mind.

For a supreme-peak-tier powerhouse, breaking through the barrier to immortality would be even simpler, and what followed next would likely be a war among immortals.

About the span of a single breath, Liu Qing withdrew his gaze, his body flickering as he arrived at a spot a short distance away from Ye Feng and the other two.

As Liu Tian retreated, Duan Lingling's pair of eyes relaxed even further. She twisted her neck, producing a continuous series of cracking sounds from her bones, and then faced the two figures she referred to as "Spirit Guards," a boundless fighting spirit beginning to spread from her.

Liu Tian muttered the names of those departments, and after sending Long Ma Shanshan back to her room, he returned to his own. Because the morning training session had been delayed by Xiao Yan's return earlier that day, they were naturally excused from all training for the remainder of the day.