Chapter 34: Lift Your Skirt, Let Me Apply the Medicine

Qinghe snorted with disdain, not even deigning to look, and after slamming the door shut, he sat down brazenly on a nearby chair.

The other two felt a tremor in their hearts, but Lin Feng did not hesitate; he swept his leg across, striking one of the thugs squarely in the ankle. With a thud, the man collapsed to the ground. Ignoring him, Lin Feng pursued the other thug, his right elbow thrusting into the man’s stomach like a slingshot that had been coiled for a long time.

Even though he knew that most of these raw stones contained god-stones, Xu Zhe still appeared somewhat nervous.

The others at the table watched the brother and sister conversing as if no one else were present, their brows furrowing with various unspoken thoughts.

The leader lay on the ground clutching his stomach, cold sweat pouring down his face—partly from the pain, and partly from sheer terror. He had only intended to find someone to vent his frustrations on, never expecting to run headlong into a wall of iron.

Though Fael said nothing, the look in his eyes was unmistakable: Wang Biao had clearly become an unwelcome presence among the Fallen Angels.

Looking up into the mirror, she saw that one side of her face was slightly swollen and bruised, and there were several other injuries on her body, yet she merely frowned.

Because he wanted a child, Li Haonan had not touched alcohol for many days. However, due to Gu Xiaobei’s infuriating behavior yesterday, he had been drinking at lunch today—and quite heavily at that, leaving his face flushed.

Seeing that there were mysterious existences like himself in the world and that he still had one precious wish remaining, was this not the perfect time to learn?

Immediately, she heard Li Haonan calling out to Gu Xiaobei in a loud, urgent voice. Chen Shuang suddenly snapped out of her daze and shoved Shao Zihua away violently. She subconsciously wanted to slap him, but fearing that the movement would be too conspicuous, she settled for pinching his waist hard.

He had assumed these people would need a good while to collude, at least until the safety of the Two Realms Pass was guaranteed, before anything untoward would happen.

Wang Chao also seemed to transform, becoming a battlefield general mounted on a steed with a long spear in hand, whipping his horse and wielding his weapon as he charged forward; it was a matter of kill or be killed.

Fan Fan had his concerns. The flow of people in Xudu City was extremely complex, and there were countless wandering swordsmen who would resort to violence at the slightest provocation. Without powerful backing, if too many troublemakers appeared, the patrons would be intimidated, and in time, the business would inevitably face a dismal end.

The long blade, wrapped in wind and thunder and swinging toward his throat, was struck by Yang Lin’s finger, emitting the crisp, melodic sound of clashing metal.

In their view, a true master chef would have to come from a top-tier restaurant or the Imperial Kitchen. But this tavern was dilapidated, the furniture aged, and it was clear at a glance that no high-level chef would ever appear here.

He had actually learned another aura skill, one that increased the health of his summoned creatures. With this, his skeletons and tree spirits would be much harder to kill.

Shen Dongdong’s palate had become refined; his mind was now entirely occupied with the thought of roast meat. He clearly had not yet distinguished between roast meat and meat skewers, knowing only that roast meat was served without a stick, while meat skewers were pieces of meat threaded onto a bamboo skewer.

"I’ll do my best, I’ll do my best," the driver replied while pressing down on the accelerator, the car’s speed noticeably increasing.

Because some people seemed trustworthy while others did not, Shen Fei had very complex thoughts on the matter and could only wait and see how things developed.

Lin Xiyu nodded; indeed, she usually went to bed around ten-thirty. Her sleep schedule was very disciplined, and once the time came, she would be overcome with drowsiness.

Just as the militia and the Snow Kingdom’s capital garrison began their battle, the allied forces outside the city also launched an attack.

That day, I kept watch over him like that, and gradually, I squeezed onto his bed and fell asleep in his arms.

As for this principle—he certainly understood it! Ista had killed more than once and could hardly be called a good person. But to suggest slaughtering tens of thousands of people in one go—that was a hurdle in his heart he might not be able to overcome.

Chen Feng’s face grew paler and paler, his head throbbed with unbearable pain, and his entire body began to spasm—a precursor to being consumed by inner demons.

"Sworn brother, go in peace; I will avenge you!" Qin Qiong was calm, merely gripping his golden spear tightly.

Covered in a layer of protective qi unique to internal power, Qin Li stood guard at the mouth of the volcano, continuously grabbing at the golden tablets of the abyss as they shot out.

Although she had once felt inferior, believing she was not good enough for Liang Fei, she had made many efforts and changed much in order to be with him, hoping only to stay by his side forever.

"How can you be like this! If I hadn't stepped in, my friends would have suffered!" Tang Jingwen said, somewhat angrily, after hearing Li Yongle’s words.

It was just that this President Shen was a major client of Liang Fei’s and had helped him more than once; even if he didn't want to go, he had to show President Shen this respect.

Shauna looked at Li Yongle with a hint of a smile in her large, watery eyes; Li Youyue’s performance just now had left a deep impression on her.

Lei Ming was oblivious and could only resort to his usual trick—playing dumb. He grinned, tilted his head, and scratched it.

"Sixteen, those three scoundrels from the Azure Dragon Guard, Yuan Canghai and the others, have finally met their divine retribution. They deserved it; it’s truly wonderful that they died. The ancestors of the Heavenly Gate Lei family have shown mercy, ensuring these culprits got what was coming to them." Lei Po had a belly full of words to vent to Lei Ming; ever since the incident, they had all been under guard and had never had a chance to speak of it.

A massive head slowly emerged from the clouds of flame, as dazzling and impossible to look at as the scorching sun; it was clearly a colossal ancient fire dragon bathed in flames, every part of it composed of fire.