Volume 1, Chapter 22: At such a tender age, you already have a taste for this?

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"What is this thing? So sinister!" he exclaimed, wondering if there could be savages or monsters in this remote, desolate mountain area of Tibet.

Hua Mian stared at him for a long while before offering a bitter smile. "This concubine understands." With those words, she obediently took the bowl of medicine from his hand and drained it in one go.

The more he thought about it, the more alarmed Stephen became, unable to remain seated. He picked up his wine glass and downed it to offer his apology, then bowed and apologized once more to everyone at the table.

"You... you're alright! That's wonderful!" Li Xiaoshang did not push away Shi Quan’s wandering hands; instead, she showered his face with excited kisses.

Perhaps it was because happiness arrived too suddenly that fate always seemed to demand a trial through suffering.

Su Nan lifted the guy off the ground, tossed him onto the tree branch where he had been staying, and signaled for the team leader to lead the way back to the base.

Seeing the commander show such concern for him, Xiao Zhangsi, even as a sturdy middle-aged man, could not help but feel moved.

King Shibi is truly incredible—the Buddha who sliced his own flesh to feed a dove. He exists on the north wall of Cave 254 at the Mogao Caves in Dunhuang; I never expected he might actually be real.

Yet, from these dark shadows, I sensed the aura of living people, much like the ninja aura around Jiang Luyu, though I could not be certain it was him.

Mother’s affairs have finally been resolved smoothly. I hope she achieves success in her future career and finds someone to accompany her for the rest of her life.

Although Shen Yanxiao was not very familiar with the first-year students, she felt a glimmer of joy at their support.

As it turned out, I really was pregnant with a son, but I couldn't protect him. To this day, I don't know if it was because my own body was too frail to keep the child, or if I had been schemed against without even realizing it.

Consequently, before long, the inside story of the "legendary Mu family" reached the ears of the students at Shangde.

Yes, he was taking advantage of Ling Wujie’s guilt and the fact that she viewed him as a younger brother to despicable blackmail her.

Xiao Xianhong pursed his lips upon hearing this. Although he knew in his heart that Liao Chuxiu could never truly become his man, he still wore a look of disappointment after hearing Chen Pinyun's words.

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Many of them were friends of Shen Luoan, and they all looked surprised when they saw Ye Youyou.

The Princess and General Chu went to the Prince's mansion to demand someone back. Naturally, the Prince would not yield, and that time, the General and the Prince nearly came to blows.

Feng Qiao read the letters from Liu Minfang detailing the people and events they encountered after arriving in Taixu, describing how Liu Shencong went from being humiliated and ignored to eventually seizing the leverage of the great clans in Taixu and bringing them under his control.

Qin Quexi reached out to hold her hand, his face wearing a warm smile: How could he, Qin Quexi, be anything but lucky?

Even the other professionals looked astonished, as if they had forgotten the Dark Minotaur standing before them.

At Yuan Xian's command, the Black Iron Fortress extended its cannons, and the magic cores within the furnaces began to operate, outputting a cascade of energy.

The rainfall did not decrease but intensified; the city's drainage system was completely paralyzed, and as the water could not drain away, it formed floods in the low-lying areas.

Shen Mian looked down at her spicy girl outfit, which was mostly soaked; it was sagging now and not spicy at all.

"Getting thicker-skinned by the day..." I leaned against the door, muttering with a sour feeling. Unexpectedly, the door opened suddenly, causing me to stumble. When I saw his bare shoulders, I quickly looked away and handed him the bathrobe.

At this moment, the sky began to brighten. The fiery red morning sun revealed its smiling face on the horizon, and the shimmering sea was rendered a burning red by the dawn.

That face, usually filled with smiles, was now left with only coldness—so cold that even the air seemed to suffocate.

And so, under his warm kisses and gentle caresses, I gradually relaxed my tense nerves and slowly closed my eyes once more.

Returning to the class formation, Jiang Han’s expression was equally somber, his heart filled with a touch of frustration and loss.

Upon reaching the courtyard where Wei Zhao resided, the servants all had their own thoughts as they saw Ziju walking alongside the young master.

Before he could fly past a few trees, Lin Yin’s ankle was gripped by a hand of steel. He channeled all his internal energy to break free, but the hand remained unmoved. Just as he tried to grab a branch, the hand yanked him violently from the air, slamming him hard against the ground.

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Of course I saw them and heard their voices. I could have even attacked them while standing right here in the moat, but I wouldn't do that just yet; I wanted to hear more information from their own mouths.

His eyes darted around as a plan formed, and he explained his idea to the Green Qilin.

Wang Yan’s hand, holding the wine glass, trembled slightly. Bloodshot veins in his eyes multiplied and spread at a visible rate, and his breathing grew heavy.

Through the crack in the door, I actually saw Bai Qing with her hair in disarray. My mind went blank, and I kicked the door open. I grabbed the foreigner by the throat with my left hand and snapped his neck on the spot.

I tilted my head to peek at the situation inside, seeing Fang Ting sitting obediently next to the doctor, her hands nervously unsure of where to rest.

Yun He spoke in a leisurely tone, as relaxed as if he were chatting about daily life—hardly a conversation between enemies on the brink of death. Moreover, his voice was steady, clear, and elegant, sounding nothing like someone who was critically injured and dying.

"Meng, what was inside that box you obtained?" With no one else around, my curiosity could finally no longer be contained.

He Lang signaled for them to cover their mouths and noses with the pre-prepared green veils, and the two followed on tiptoe ten paces behind him.

Wherever they passed, no demonic beast dared to block their way; even those at the level of princes and marquises could not help but instinctively clear a path. Only powerful strength could grant the right to act without restraint.

Because the demonic cultivators were fighting on multiple fronts, and since not a single one of them had managed to escape, it would likely take some time for the others to learn what happened here. During this interval, they were relatively safe.

"Take this!" A mid-tier monarch unleashed his full-strength punch, landing it directly on Qin Jiuyou’s back.