Chapter 116: I Broke My Promise

That night, Xing Jue sat beside Si Yao, unable to sleep a wink. Si Yao drifted off to sleep, leaning against his legs. When she woke up the next morning, Xing Jue was still sitting right there. She touched his hand and couldn't help but marvel, "You really are cold-resistant." Xing Jue glanced at her sideways. "Nonsense. Back when we were little, in the winter, you’d cover yourself with three..."

As Liu Tian passed by a vegetable market, he stopped the car, bought some groceries, and then continued on his way to the Lin family residence.

Enraged, the Blood Flood Dragon King immediately activated his divine arts, pushing his strength to the sixth level of the Eternal Realm.

The only reason he could hold back now was because he was a soldier, and a general at that.

The warmth radiating from Qin Feng made Ouyang Feifei feel slightly better; at the very least, her body stopped trembling, though her consciousness remained clouded.

Once such definitions and essential truths are fully revealed before you, many of your own methods and abilities will face the consequence of being weakened or even completely banished. Is such a consequence truly something you can afford to ignore entirely?

Task Description: You are now the General Manager of the Huaxia Hotel, but to truly take control and fully implement your intentions, you still need the support of your subordinates.

Of course, the components of blood are generally the same and rarely change; it is merely a matter of quantity. Yet, in this test, unknown components unexpectedly appeared in Xu Taiping’s blood, which was truly startling.

As Nana’s light shield blocked Xiao Shengfeng’s Blade Dance, the group was safe for a while. After all, Xiao Shengfeng was a boss with limited reach. Except for the wide-area damage of the Blade Dance, Nana and Kernus could withstand all his other attacks. The rest of the team just needed to focus on dealing damage, until Huoyan unleashed his ultimate skill.

Riches bring no joy in duty, poverty finds no solace in sorrow. Alas, wasting the golden years, hopeless to both country and kin. The world’s number one incompetent, peerless in uselessness throughout history. A word to the wealthy and well-fed: do not emulate this fellow!

Ye Xuyang was also dumbfounded. He could only vaguely sense a force buoying everyone up, allowing them even to move about freely.

Whether actively or passively, they had clashed with that child-like demon many times. Although they were always at a disadvantage, they had at least managed to avoid injury. But with Bao Datong suddenly struck by this strange illness, the situation had abruptly turned dire.

"That's impossible. Cardolan has at least forty-three refineries," Monte retorted, though his voice lacked conviction.

Seeing that one executive had been persuaded, Zhang Yuanhang threw a triumphant punch into the air. With this one settled, the others would be no problem.

A playful voice drifted in from outside. A young man, similar in age to Mo Yan, walked over at a leisurely pace. As he moved, he seemed to stir the surrounding air currents, transforming them into gusts of wind.

The Old Matriarch cast a glance at the maid who had been with her for decades and gave a self-deprecating smile. If even Mo Ran could be wrong, hadn't she also misjudged the situation?

Someone was excited and wanted to post the news on the forum, but was stopped by others.

The Mysterious Yellow Divine Soil is inherently linked to the origin of earth. It now appears that Wu Bufan had gained much more; furthermore, it contained a supreme technique they had never seen or even heard of before.

One was calm and composed, the other flustered and chaotic. Anyone with even a hint of discernment could immediately judge the disparity between the two sides.

Regrettably, the snowball did not grow larger as described in many stories; instead, it immediately sank into the soft snow.