Volume 1, Chapter 123: Pregnant
His mind had frozen for only a heartbeat, then snapped back to him; as Jiang Yingli was about to pull away, he reached out and pressed the back of her head, closed his eyes, and sank into the kiss.
The fragrance of wine and the clean sweetness of grapes drifted between their lips.
In Ancient Tree City, very few dared to provoke him. Though his terrifying talent and undefeated record were the main reasons, there was another: many feared the family that stood behind him.
“Is this meant to catch her off guard?” Tang Guo hurriedly grabbed her coat, putting it on as she asked.
Seeing Du Zhan answer and go back to the bedroom, Lin Zhixiao smiled, walked toward the front door, checked the jeep’s ignition lock first, found that Du Zhan had already pulled the key out, then turned back into the hall.
Inside the main hall, on the raised platform, the seat representing the sect lord was occupied by Yin Rupo in steady silence. A flicker of disgust flashed through Qianyun’s eyes, strengthening a thought he already held.
“Phoenix, Phoenix, I’m here!” The princess screamed like a wild child and ran toward Burning Valley, where wild phoenixes nested. A large group followed—trainers and students.
The car sped along American Street and soon stopped in front of a large villa. Shaman pulled Bai Nuo out, while the blue-haired boy parked the car.
At that moment by the blood pool, when the old monk in gray shadow appeared, both Shi Mo and Hua Aoyue were shocked, staring at each other in disbelief.
The tentacles rose gradually, but there was no body of Lin Tian shredded on the ground. Lin Tian had already appeared three meters away, running toward the stairs to the third floor.
Tang Guo nodded. She did not state directly that Kong Xiaotong was dead, but it was clear the middle-aged man already had his own calculations.
“Doctor Yang, there’s something I want to ask you,” Wen Jie asked after entering the doctor’s office, and then inquired about Xixi.
The mountain was covered in earth; with one earth-style spell, one could gather a giant mound of soil, almost half the size of a house, and send it drifting through the air toward the road.
Ren Tianxing was a true second-rank Celestial Emperor and bore a supreme king-weapon for protection, so even after resisting that explosive force, he had suffered only minor internal injuries.
When Master Miaoyin saw this, his pupils constricted and the muscles of his face trembled. The Furnace of Heaven was a supreme Hóngmóng divine treasure, yet it was a divine weapon of the same rank as the Blood Demon Sword; such weapons possess the power to ruin sky and earth, far beyond what Master Miaoyin could withstand.
Changlun took it, sent out his spiritual perception, and seeing the vast waters inside, the hand gripping the jade flask tightened ever so slightly. As a master alchemist, he did not even need to touch it; with one glance he recognized that the material of the flask was merely ordinary mortal jade—merely high-quality jade, at that.
“Don’t make the sect master suffer, let him rest a while,” Li Qiushui said urgently, though she knew all the more that at such a time everyone should stay calm.
“It’s not that I won’t let you go out,” the security attendant said, seemingly ignoring the request for tomorrow. “The school has rules. Once evening falls, entry and exit both require identification, which also makes our work manageable.”
“I’m going to companies with at least some name tomorrow, not a sweatshop, all right? You’re looking down on me too much. I really did take the day off to come out today—risking my life to stay by your side, gentleman.”
Xi Yang lowered her head. From an angle where no one could see, tears surged up and flowed down freely.
Ye Fei released his leg and landed on the ground with effortless lightness, while the elite guard who had challenged him felt cold sweat soaking through him. The look he gave Ye Fei held awe and, beyond that, admiration.
At that moment Nier came in from outside holding a box a little over half a foot long and set it on the table.