Volume One, Chapter 86: Someone Climbed Into My Bed

This city had long been known as the largest gold-selling den in the South, and the Golden Grace Pavilion was among its most renowned brothels. Surely, they would prepare the finest delicacies for those monks who delighted in the pleasures of the flesh.

Images of his three years escaping and fighting in the Black Forest flashed swiftly through his mind, memories of those gloomy, painful mornings when, following some inscrutable path, he forced himself through awkward exercises.

At last, when she reached the center of the battlefield and saw the motionless figure lying face-down on the ground, Ruoxing stopped in her tracks, her gaze fixed fiercely upon the blood-soaked body whose clothes were utterly tattered.

This place lay dozens of kilometers from Wolf-Tiger Valley; if it truly was the burial site of Huang Chao’s remains, then it proved that Huang Chao had not perished in Wolf-Tiger Valley after all. “So Huang Chao was defeated, but then what of this sword?” Old Fu’s eyes flickered to the Huang Chao Sword hanging on the wall.

“Do you think I should kill Ji Liancheng?” he asked her, using the word ‘I,’ as he always did when he spoke from the heart. With Yushan, there were no titles, no emperor and consort between them—only confidants.

Truly, in the face of such changes, there were moments when they could only persevere with whatever resolve they still possessed.

After all, they had been friends for over two years. He had appeared to help her at her lowest point, and now, after this parting, there would likely be few chances to meet again.

“The Water of Stillness”—this was a rare blue water from ancient times. Weakwater and Blackwater were often used together.

Wang Puchen’s position as a major general advisor in the 41st Army and the Eleventh War Zone was little more than an empty title, devoid of real power.

But before she could speak, Bu Yu had already turned and walked away, giving her no chance to refuse.

Thus, driven by curiosity, the Capital Magistrate bent down and picked up that morsel of dog food.

Now, the Alliance of the Way counted more than twenty member factions, their influence spreading through all the Cloud Realm, so it was inevitable that they would become entangled in all kinds of affairs.

“Dr. Zhou, if it’s convenient, could we speak privately?” This time, Nakamura Hidehiko spoke in Japanese.

Jiang Zhiyong, who spent every day in an office, how was his strength so great? With one kick, Chen Ran felt as if he was not far from being crippled.

As time passed and players’ levels rose, the cost for Mi Nuonuo to craft potions and tools grew greater and heavier.

Seeing the ill-intentioned look in Luo Hua’s eyes, Shangguan Lianyue felt a rare trace of fear, hugged her arms tightly, and trembled.

But just then, a massive, specially made 70mm bullet traced a graceful arc through the air, heading straight for the mutated vulture’s skull.

Naz tilted his head, apparently full of questions, then pulled out a slip of paper. On it, something was written.

After activating Frog Eyes, he shifted his body just enough to deftly dodge the blond man’s attack. Then, with Ice Soul at the forefront, he slashed across the other’s body with a single, unimpeded stroke.

Gray recalled the magic power of Leo in his mind—such power that he could even faintly see traces of Ur’s shadow in his senior brother. He had already surpassed him.

Perhaps sensing that Misaka Dolly had no ill intent, or perhaps having grown used to the electromagnetic waves she gave off, the black cat did not immediately flee.

“General, do you think the rebels’ reinforcements have arrived? Are they now resting, waiting to attack again after night falls?” asked an officer draped in a red cloak, turning to the defending General Wang.

“That’s none of your concern!” Ding Cheng entered the house, washed his face, changed clothes in his room, and then stepped out again.

A tearing sound carried in on a cool breeze, and only then did Saten Ruiko notice something was wrong with the window.

She had thought these old men were merely local powerhouses of the Tianlang Realm, never expecting them to be from the great powers beyond. Now, cornered as they were, their minds were unpredictable, for one could never guess what a desperate person might do.

Beside Lucy, the Celestial Spirit of Taurus swung his axe ceaselessly, felling one underling after another.

Indeed, the screen displayed just that—who would have thought that the rocker could absorb liquid through his hair, rendering Jubian’s water utterly useless.

A sound of flesh being pierced rang out, followed by a spray of warm, crimson blood. It splattered onto Song Qiyu’s dress, adding a fresh stain to her already red skirt.

Seeing Xi Muhan staring at her in silence, Lin Xiner wondered if her emotions had failed to show. She pinched herself hard, forcing out a few tears of pain.

Hongluan frowned slightly. The nine High Masters were famed for their integrity, and no scandal had ever been associated with their names.

Yu Tianlin tugged Qiyun Qingwan along, darting after Liu Churan as she entered a private room, then leaped lightly onto the roof.

With your current body, do you think anything would change without you? How many of the Grand Virtues would listen to Cheng Feng?

“Don’t gamble with your life. I only ask that you answer your wife as I instruct, nothing more.” Seeing the pain on Cuilian’s face, he knew success was near.

In the main hall, they encountered Tong Jili and Yu Hengzhi playing chess. Sisi made introductions, and the three exchanged polite greetings.

Yes, Jiang Xian did intend to show off her physique. She was robust, and in the animal kingdom, there was an eternal saying: only the strong have the right to mate.

Go back to school? No, there was nothing left to hold her there. Tomorrow, she would sign whatever was required at the department, and that would be the end of it.

A wave of warm breath brushed her ear, and Lin Nian’er’s heart raced. Her hands, fumbling at buttons, began to tremble.

Guided by him, Tian Xin could not help but reveal her true feelings, offering him a gentle, heartfelt smile.

Fu Shijin knew she could not endure another bout of passion, yet her fearful, delicate, and lovely demeanor tugged at his heart like a cat’s claws. He felt an irresistible urge to lose himself and torment her until she wept and begged for mercy.