Volume 1, Chapter 65: No, I'm already growing a thornless rose.

"This is common sense." Lu Zhaoxi's cheeks gradually blushed as she said softly, "You should know more about it than I do."

It truly was common sense.

Wan Yan was so angry he laughed. The crucial point was that he couldn't even refute it, given his scarce practical experience.

His voice turned soft and coaxing, "How about we try doing it in the water?"

Chen Chen let out a huge sigh of relief. He could just barely afford it, but if he paid for the meal, he wouldn't have enough left for the bus fare.

After exchanging a few brief words with Li Gang, Shao Yang had already figured out the latter's temperament, which only made him feel more at ease.

Ji Yuyou looked up in a daze, still failing to grasp what had happened, only to see Jin Yina suddenly stand up and point directly at her feet.

However, among the three combat forces, the only one he could reach and touch was White Jade Soup. Moreover, White Jade Soup was not a servant who obeyed his every command, and the remaining two mythical beasts would kill on sight; it was extremely difficult to influence them through his own willpower.

The Medicine Sage was notoriously protective of his disciples in the apothecary world. Regardless of whether his disciple or the opponent was in the wrong, his first instinct was always to side with his disciple. Trying to reason with him was an absolute waste of time. When Grand Master Huang was young, he had met the Medicine Sage a few times and had heard a thing or two about his glorious deeds.

Some speculated that Yu Qian had fallen in love with Feng Jingrui at first sight, which was why she voluntarily conceded defeat to leave a good impression on her beloved, bearing a subtle resemblance to "marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog."

The dragon head met the fist, and the halo of light exploded before vanishing in a flash. After that, the duel arena was no longer as it had been; the secret chamber had vanished, and the space where it once stood had turned into an open area more than ten meters in diameter.

On the other side, Zheng Ming, who was closely watching the enemy's movements, saw the Holy Envoy ascend into the air, and his pupils instantly contracted as his heart tightened.

One had to admit that when someone who was always meticulous by your side suddenly burst into a radiant smile, it was nothing short of a breathtaking fleeting vision.

In the arena, Zhao Kuangyin and Su Fengji were naturally not on the same wavelength. Su Fengji spent so much breath merely to strike a blow at Zhao Kuangyin's convictions.

There were always some folks online with too much time on their hands who loved doing this sort of thing, but Fang Yifan wasn't angry at all. After all, only mediocre people aren't envied.

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you, but whether I pursue you or not is up to me." The male cultivator raised a hand, and a butterfly fluttered its wings, flying toward the four of them.

In the current world, because Li Yunrui had always harbored a secret crush on Li Chengqian, the plot of her secretly assisting Li Chengzheng did not happen.

A fire flared up. The two of them were currently inside a narrow passage with a wall behind them. Looking straight up, there was a faint glimmer of light at the top, which looked like an exit.

The scene before them was no longer a street full of ruins, but had transformed into muddy ground under a torrential downpour.

Having traveled through multiple worlds, up to the present day, he loved playing the role of a teacher, or rather, he regarded himself as a school.

However, right now, although there was no way to kill these people, Ye Fan would not easily let them off either.

A beam of light that had no business appearing inside this "role-playing" dungeon pierced through all obstacles at this exquisite moment, unstoppable as it impaled the Warden's chest.

A-Qi received permission and showed not a shred of coyness. He stepped forward, locked onto the exact spot, and embraced him from behind.

After dissuading everyone, Xiao Banhai slowly calmed down. He made calls to several other venues to have them step up their precautions, and at the same time, he called Li Kehao to inquire in detail about the KTV's liquor inventory.

He was thoroughly convinced that the substance he had given to Alger was not fatal, but would merely plunge him into a deep slumber.

Weren't they also coveting the primitive rune pages on Su Zheng's body, repeatedly using despicable means to hunt him down? How did they account for that?

"Why are you looking at me? You're not my son! If you want to offer a toast, go ahead and offer it, then come right back over. Don't ruin everyone's good mood!" Fang Ming哲 cursed and joked with a laugh toward Li Xiang.