Chapter 28: The Expendable Fiancée (28)

Qin Yuyan fell with even greater violence, her head striking the ground directly. Dazed and seeing stars, it took her quite a while to regain her senses. When she finally came to, the face appearing before her was one of extreme anxiety. Qin Yuyan felt a surge of joy and immediately wrapped her arms around Li Sun’s neck to kiss him.

Fang Quan harbored deep hatred and a burning desire to return to the Sword-Washing Villa for revenge. If his cultivation speed remained as it was now, he wondered if he would ever have any hope in this lifetime.

He saw this so-called "Sister Li" cast a look of disdain in his direction, then cover her mouth to giggle privately.

To be beaten and yet have to offer a smiling face, to have to grovel like a subservient grandson—this plot was completely wrong.

"Oh my, our Wula still has such a good temper. Next time I see Liang Xu, just watch me cut him down to size." Linkasha made a chopping gesture.

In the end, driven by a deep, bottomless sense of guilt, Sui Jing took the initiative to clasp her hand tightly, speaking words that Mu Xilin had once not even dared to imagine.

"You're in a good mood now, aren't you?" She didn't want her best friend to be too smug; just a moment ago she had been looking miserable, and now she was lively.

Ye Nan watched the tense expressions of the two and found it slightly amusing, though he did not show it. He suppressed his laughter; after all, if he were to laugh now, it would truly ruin the atmosphere, and he did not know how he might suffer their scorn.

The stall owner’s eyes lit up immediately. He thought Su Qin would generously tell him to keep the rest.

Li Xinmei immediately grabbed her bag and took out a row of cosmetics from it.

To be safe, and without understanding the situation, Hao Yu chose to retreat slowly. Watching the light waves that flashed and then vanished before him, Hao Yu reached out to sense them.

Jian Mo collapsed back onto the bed, feeling powerless... At this point, she could only take it one step at a time.

Shen Yue was startled, and then his face was covered in a look of anxiety. He walked directly to the innermost room and pushed the door open. To his surprise, the door was unlocked and swung open at his touch.

Of course, Bao Chun knew it was not a dream. Perhaps fearing a panic, the Emperor had sealed off all news of the assassination attempt.

Whoosh! As Tian Ming retreated, his feet struck the sky with a dull, explosive sound. Vaguely, with his legs as the center, the air within a radius of four or five yards began to vibrate. He looked in shock at the astonished Hao Yu. For the first time in his battle with Hao Yu, Tian Ming had been forced back.

Their destination was the Yasuda Auditorium at the end of the Ginkgo Avenue. Guang Yuanlang had an appointment to meet Qin Han there.

Soy Milk Powder had gone missing, and Song Guyan was filled with longing and misery. But now that Soy Milk Powder had returned, once the initial excitement passed, the anger Song Guyan had been suppressing flared up.

Jian Mo drove through the streets of Luocheng. When she got married, she had set a condition with Gu Beichen: he was to provide her with twenty thousand in living expenses every month.

The two were well-prepared; in particular, Bao Chun’s mental consciousness had already been spread around them, blocking the attacker's strike.

Mu Yue looked back at the crimson light of destruction and raised an eyebrow with a chuckle: "A good idea!" However, it was still ill-considered; he would take care of the rest.

"I wonder if the Sect Leader has reached the Miao people yet?" The man in white, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke these words, causing the previously anxious and fearful group to fall instantly silent.

This was her sect rule: if one did something wrong, one had to be punished, no matter who it was! But this Situ Ran was merely a stranger; she had no energy to deal with him, nor did she wish to.

"Leng Wuchen, have you forgotten how you used to loathe me?" Ling Yuwei took a deep breath, trying to speak to him as calmly as possible. She certainly did not want to be pestered by him every day from now on.

Le Yuxuan’s artless cursing made the others somewhat teased, and for a moment, everyone seemed to be watching a show.

The butler had two servants carry the gifts to the back hall. I suspect they went to report to Magistrate Wei. I was in no hurry; since I had come, I had to remain composed. Magistrate Wei was a man who feared his wife; as long as Madame Wei spoke up, the marriage between me and Zihan would be all but settled.

"You damned Taoist, I'll fight you to the death!" Meier said, immediately releasing her seductive aura. She unleashed the maximum power of this technique, a hundred times stronger than what she usually used on ordinary men.

"Then tell me what you like!" Ling Wei was a soldier, after all, and upon hearing Ling Meng’s words, his explosive temper flared up instantly.

Wang Qiang gripped his wine glass, staring at the man in the tuxedo for a long time before setting the glass down and retreating to the side.

The profession of bounty hunter exists everywhere. They have no fixed abode and survive solely on bounties.

Ye Xuan had also been knocked unconscious by the formation at the time; the power of the stars was far too concentrated, and he had been unable to resist it.

After speaking, Liu Dingtian gestured with his hand, and the ten flames flew back along their original path, vanishing directly into his palm.

Liu Dingtian stretched his body, watching the whirlpools slowly fade away. The wooden dragon pattern on his back also gradually ceased its movement. He said calmly that, as Ye Xuan had thought, with such good results and a solution in hand, why shouldn't he give it a try? What else was there to worry about?