You were meant to be a beauty.

Because this particular 'wine' seemed to have a dubious origin, when Zhang Liang gifted it to him, he simply thought it tasted good. But soon after, shouts and chaos broke out; it was clear that the wine Zhang Liang gave Chen Kuang was certainly not acquired in any proper manner.

Three years ago, when she was held hostage in the Luo Mansion and faced being silenced for good, she boasted wildly, claiming to be a favored disciple of the 'Demon Lord of Qi Central'. She said her profound and powerful inner strength was directly inherited from her master, describing it with convincing detail. Even someone like Ning Yuan, who had truly roamed the martial world, was fooled.

The two were mere inches apart when Duan Xiaolou acted without warning. He pulled her into his embrace, tightly wrapping his arms around her slender, supple body. Her faint fragrance filled his senses, stirring his heartache even more. Until death, he could not understand where he had lost. All he wanted was to hold her like this forever, never letting go.

Her pale hand, powerless, fell limp, unable to grasp the round pincushion. Consort He repeated 'Sun Meiniang’s' name one last time, her gaze fixed and frozen, remaining so ever after. He Danggui breathed a sigh of relief—so this was the final radiance before death, finally bidding farewell to pain. This was good, this was best.

"After we finish eating, we still have another place to go," Situ Shen said, gathering his arm around her shoulders, his thick brows raised slightly.

Cold Flame shimmered with silver light, already suspended in mid-air. At this moment, Yue City was enveloped by an invisible protective layer. It could block some low-level cultivators, but to Cold Flame, it was nothing more than a soap bubble.

After receiving his call, she packed and set off immediately. When she arrived at the guesthouse, he got straight to the point upon seeing her. For two days, neither of them left the room, so naturally, she would think that way.

He was more reserved than he had been four years ago, yet his temper seemed to have mellowed. He no longer flew into sudden rages or scolded people.

Cui Ling was furious, but faced with the princess, she found it impossible to refuse, nor did she have grounds to do so. With a sullen face, she reluctantly agreed.

She certainly wanted Lin Chuan to stay with her, but since Lin Chuan had already said he was leaving, there was nothing she could do.

Qiao Yan instructed the driver to carry the suitcase upstairs, not intending to speak to Xu Menglian, and headed directly to the second floor.

News arrived from those who had retrieved the corpses of the government troops at Sweetwater County, saying that the methods used by the refugees to kill were even more terrifying than they had imagined.

Lin Chuan understood Jin Xiu’s intent. He rammed his left arm forcefully, knocking the dagger from Jin Xiu’s hand. Jin Xiu’s right arm bent sharply, the bone shattered.

Li Xingyun grinned mischievously, his eyes twinkling with playfulness. “That Fire Lingzhi is a treasure. Giving it to the old King of Shu for his health would be such a waste!”

She let out a faint laugh, her eyes reflecting the flickering light in the room, her gaze softening. Her voice, always cool and clear, was now tinged with desire.

But according to the current situation, the other party had no intention of sparing Lin Jianguo and Bai Ruizhi, proving they both possessed something the adversary wanted.

On the show, he told jokes, offered sharp commentary on current events, interviewed guests—always urbane and endlessly witty.

The 'Black Tooth' barbed hook raced along the steel pipes, moving swiftly like a monstrous spider chasing its prey.

Her hands were bound and tossed into a tent in the desert, with not even a drop of water before her. Her lips were parched and cracked, bleeding faintly.

Two groups converged, only a few high and mid-level Spirit Lords still able to fight, trailing behind to harass.

“In this world, nothing is truly worthy of trust. Only oneself will never betray,” Ye Jinyi had completely given up on salvaging this friendship.

He was laughing. Xue Ping questioned the meaning behind his smile. At this moment, though Gao Yucheng didn’t know the exact reason, he could guess.

As with the last wild experiment at the crater, Bai Yu once again injected his mental energy into the cells, granting them autonomy and choice.

Mo Xi raised his head hesitantly. Though he was in a half-open position, he chose not to act, passing the ball to Houston at the horn.

Nearby, the Knicks’ scout kept his head down in silence. Though everyone suspected some shady dealings in the draft, there had yet to be any serious confirmation of such manipulation.

But now Tai faced his old brother and rival. Back in the finals, he had certainly received plenty of lessons.

The first jade ruyi Lin Su instinctively knew she should not accept, so she eyed the second jade fan. The fan was not opened, but the handle was adorned with two jade dragons, giving it an elegant appearance. As for the third ball of white mist, Lin Su couldn’t discern anything special about it.

When reviewing Xiao Yu’er’s memories, Lin Su felt nothing in particular, but she realized that cultivation truly was an exhilarating process. When she first guided spiritual energy into her meridians, she felt a gentle, warm breeze envelop her entire body.

It was her first time experiencing such pain from taking the Marrow Cleansing Pill, likely due to her extremely poor constitution. Most likely, after childbirth, she hadn’t properly recuperated, and her body had deteriorated.

“Young one, do not remove your hand from my body, or I will not be able to communicate with you,” said the artifact spirit inside the Heaven Refining Furnace.