31 Journey to Canglang

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So when Cui Lan returned home, she was greeted by her parents-in-law, her husband, and her stepson, all welcoming her with genuine warmth. It was obvious that her family had missed her terribly, fussing over her and asking whether she was cold or hungry.

The boy was only fourteen or fifteen, yet the spear in his hands whirled like a tornado. He charged forward like a war god descended from the heavens, leaving Liu Bian utterly dumbfounded.

But the gorilla had no intention of giving me time for romance. He simply swung one arm at me.

When I heard the class monitor’s voice, I was so excited that tears nearly sprang to my eyes. I was just about to answer when the blade at my neck pressed down harder.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on my face, as though water had fallen onto the bridge of my nose.

Seeing that he had frightened her, Third Master Yuan hurriedly drew his head back. Yilian covered her chest with one hand and gave her a hard pinch, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly grew tense.

When Old Master Bai heard the imperial physician say that Old Madam Li’s various vital signs were normal, and that he could not determine why she had fallen unconscious, the physician advised him to seek another expert. Old Master Bai was disappointed once again, but rallied himself and saw the physician out.

Although Su Ying kept her head lowered, she could still feel Ye Jingheng’s gaze fixed upon her. Now that her body had warmed up, and the medicine had eased her stomachache, the private moment between the two of them that she had been waiting for was right before her. Perhaps she should take this opportunity to confess everything to him.

“The larvae are already two meters long. Won’t the adults be more than ten meters?” I imagined their size; they were even more exaggerated than the giant serpents in those monster movies.

As soon as they entered my Daoist Sect without incident, they launched an attack. They had never come to exchange pointers or discuss martial arts.

Lu Linchen had been driven to the end of his patience by one problem after another over the past few days. His grandfather’s words weighed on him most heavily. Whenever he closed his eyes, he could almost see his deceased parents reminding him to take good care of his elder brother’s posthumous child and manage the Lu family well.

The remains dissolved within moments. After a few bubbles rose through the yellowish-green liquid, not a trace of them remained.

Forget Huang Famao—even he himself now felt as though blood were spurting from his heart. He wished he could smash that old beast with a single punch.

They had deliberately withheld the fact that the final round of testing had begun, hoping to lower the participants’ guard and reveal their truest selves.

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“I understand, I understand!” Wang Sha believed the master completely. She bowed to him, then pulled Jiang Rui away.

The mayor’s condition was clearly much better than when he had first arrived. He had improved considerably, and he would no longer suffer from vomiting blood.

She had evidently already guessed Jiang Yan’s identity, but before she could finish speaking, she began coughing violently. Then, with a muffled groan, she collapsed heavily to the ground. Her head lolled to one side, and she died instantly.

His internal organs had not frozen. It was possible that he had deliberately refrained from using the Iceheart Formula, relying solely on overwhelming strength and killing her with the force of his palm.

Could Old Uncle Zhao’s death really be connected to this thing? No, I have to go and take a look.

If Tang Song took the initiative now and rekindled their old relationship, then with her figure and appearance, it would be easy for her to keep a man firmly in hand. As for satisfying a man in bed, very few could compare with Tang Song.

Seeing that Lin Yi had no intention of leaving, the Great Ghost’s expression darkened at once. Anyone who could remain so calm in his presence was probably an expert—and definitely far stronger than the likes of Han Qing.

Only then did Song Qiaofan gradually realize that although Jiang Jiayi was wrapped in a quilt, the air was still filled with her distinctive fragrance. Her smooth, rounded shoulder was exposed, and if the quilt rose a little higher, the faintly visible cleft beneath it could be seen. It was deeply alluring.

Wei Shi lowered his head and reached out to Wu Jin, who sat blankly in the corner. When he glanced toward the youth, his gaze was focused and sharp, as though the sixteen-year-old and twenty-seven-year-old Wei Shi were simultaneously looking at Wu Jin through those ink-black pupils.

Weng Zihang understood by now that Han Xiuxiu had not come looking for him because of some evil aura. She wanted to find Emperor Xiao instead. For the sake of the bond they had forged fighting side by side—and because they were already friends—Weng Zihang immediately took them on. If they wanted to play, he did not need Emperor Xiao; he could play them to death himself.

Xia Yuntong, Tang Jingxin, and Wang Huan went first. One look at their throwing stances showed that none of them knew what they were doing. Sure enough, every dart missed. Between the three of them, they scored only three hits and did not even win a consolation prize.

Chiwan watched Wei Xiao with a gentle, radiant smile, and her heart pounded wildly. Although Jin Jiaxi’s persona was excellent—aloof, restrained, elegant, and gentle—how could he compare with her own Brother Xiao?

A trace of calm ran through his every word and gesture, as though he were saying, “If you ever dare treat me like that again, I won’t come asking you about it!” His friends were rendered speechless. They all held their breath and told themselves that it was fine; after all, they had never thought there was anything to fear about betrayal.

If the Crown Prince could be called mediocre, then compared with the Princess of Wei and the Empress Dowager, the Qiao clan had at least never shown any sign of accomplishing anything significant.

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Nanny Du thanked him, then returned to the western side courtyard of the Hanzhang Palace. She concealed nothing and recounted everything that had happened when she encountered Consort Duanshun.

Thus, the Game Committee finally granted Chen Mo the status of an A-rank designer and even considered bringing him into the committee as an honorary member.

“Tch! Scum!” Sojess curled his lip in disdain, then could not be bothered to spare him another glance.

Fortunately, Kratos had already obtained the magic of Poseidon’s Rage. After an intense battle, the Hydra’s enormous head crashed heavily before Kratos. Bullet time was triggered once again, ushering in the special quick-time event for this boss battle.

But after returning to Jiangcheng with him last time, they had not kept in touch at all. Then, suddenly, he appeared last night and asked whether she wanted to come to Yuncheng. After receiving her answer, he left. Nothing else happened.

Amid the terrifying booms and thunderous commotion, many people rushed outside and looked toward the source of the noise.

While enjoying the experience of possessing Superman’s powers, the storyline was also one of the reasons Zou Zhuo wanted to keep playing.

At his shout, a blood-red formation appeared simultaneously in the sky and beneath the earth. Xiao Li could not understand the formation; it was profound and mysterious. The two formations slowly merged and eventually vanished together within the Starbar Training Camp.

Sojess swung his black blade backhandedly, violently knocking away the transparent servant attacking him. Then he pointed the blade toward Sizzak and commanded the two major generals in an imperious tone that brooked no argument.

Compared with the previous life, this price was clearly on the expensive side. The key, however, was that each of the three games in this collection contained substantial content. Any one of them could easily have been sold as a standalone game.

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