Tell him you are staying by my side of your own free will.

"Are you afraid that I am pretending to give him a chance only to harm him later? Or not just him, but all of you?" Jin Yunmo narrowed his eyes.

Kneeling on the ground, Ye Su caught sight of the imperial jade seal resting on the table. With a sudden shift of her gaze, she lunged forward to grab it.

Tomorrow I have to attend Mr. Stone's banquet. Although he didn't explicitly say it was his birthday, Shi Le had mentioned it, so I specifically dragged Zhou Yi along to help me pick out a gift. Little did I know that gifts could carry so many hidden meanings.

Yet she was unwilling to resign herself to this; she would not give up. Ever since she was five years old, she had made up her mind to marry Brother Ye. She was the one who had known Brother Ye first. How could someone who had only known him for a few days be the revered and admired princess, while she could only remain Xuan Yuanye's younger sister?

At nine o'clock sharp, the tea art exhibition commenced. People poured endlessly into the venue, and everyone was kept busy. Ziyan also hovered around curiously, lending a helping hand. Quite a few talented young men deliberately lingered to drink an extra cup of tea, purely for the sake of catching a glimpse of that beautiful, aqua-blue figure.

By now, Bai Ziming was certain of his suspicions. Without the slightest hesitation, he leaped into the air, and the ice blades in his hands flew forward with a piercing whistle.

Furthermore... she needed to thoroughly investigate the origin of the Nalan Zhuohun formation in the Profound Nether Sea.

Hearing Shangguan Feng state with her own lips that she yearned for a free and ordinary life—willing to sacrifice everything around her to achieve it—Xuan Yuanye felt a sharp, sudden pang in his heart. Did she really not want to stay by his side?

Seeing his genuine dedication, Old Man Wu said no more. He merely waved his hand to dismiss them, then returned to studying the glossy Ganoderma mushroom by himself.

The biggest problem today was the failure to take Lü Bu's surprise attack seriously, resulting in the loss of a large number of catapult towers. Otherwise, under the suppression of those towers, the enemy soldiers attempting to scale the city walls would have faced a much greater difficulty.

God's Punishment wanted to tell Ling Feng that this was no ordinary game, but Ling Feng had already figured out something else entirely.

Sakura seemed to have beaten the game using a character that everyone else considered extremely difficult to operate, causing the surrounding people to unconsciously gather around her.

He thought she was only joking when she said she was hungry, but once the food was served, she began to eat with genuine seriousness.

After all, he was originally a demonic pill; if he were to suffer another deviation, probably only a saint could step in to wake him up.

Even if she could not be with him, their families were old acquaintances, and she could still catch a glimpse of him from time to time—just like now, completely caught off guard.

Looking closely at Zhu Zikun, one could clearly see that of the two buildings, the roof of one was shattered, while the other remained completely intact.

Hachiman instinctively reached out to pat Yubikahama's head again; it was soft and felt remarkably pleasant.

Ling Feng directly equipped the Berserker Ring. As for the Thorn Battle Spear and the Counter-Injury Spike Armor, he was in no hurry to sell them to Beacon Smoke. Having just sold him a few pieces of equipment, there was no need to rush into another transaction immediately.

Qin Lang's body shot forward like a cannonball, and in the blink of an eye—faster than a spark from a flint—he was right beside Feng Qingzang.

The top-ranked [Scythe of Adjudication] was in Jax's hands, making him naturally the First Arbiter.

Wang Yu kicked each of them in turn, stripped an unrecognizable, heavily worn garment off the Gold-tier powerhouse known as "Two Nails," packed the two dozen storage rings into a bundle, hoisted them onto his shoulder, and made a swift getaway.

He should have asked a question to keep the conversation flowing naturally, and Chen Yu even opened his mouth, but his tongue was too stiff to move.

Moreover, Tristana's cannon barrel clearly incorporated magical crystals, making its firepower far fiercer and more intimidating than ordinary shells.

Those "wounds" were mostly located near the main roots, with the highest one less than half a meter above the ground.

Luo Hunyi frowned. This triangular snake was merely one of his avatars, possessing his own serpent bloodline heritage and a cultivation level practically no weaker than his own. How could it possibly fear a mere human in the Void Realm?

Upon hearing this, the Taurus Guardian felt that Long Ling's words made sense, and he could also perceive Long Ling's sincerity.

They make money off ordinary citizens, yet bully them at the same time, while squeezing out and suppressing talented compatriots. And once they make their money, they emigrate! Damn it, scum like this deserve to have stray dogs violate them to vent their anger.

There is a saying: a man, whether he is twenty, thirty, forty, or even a hundred years old, remains forever eighteen in front of the person he loves.

"But didn't Young Master Chu Xu say earlier that we shouldn't disturb Sister Taohong?" Luor asked submissively.

Following the sound, Mo Jingyuan looked up and saw Jiang Weimin and Zhuang Minru standing smilingly at the villa entrance, staring right at them with expressions carrying a hint of ingratiating flattery.

"What the hell, are you out of your mind?" Qiao Shangshang had never expected Song Fang to pour wine over her. By the time she reacted, her clothes were already drenched. Cursing angrily, she grabbed tissue after tissue from the coffee table to wipe herself down.

My entire heart had gone numb. The fleeting tenderness of last night had actually led me to mistake Ye Hansheng, this wolf who consumed people without leaving even their bones, for a lamb.

Only after Aunt Fan's footsteps had faded away did Jin Xizhao snap back to his senses. He covered his face, a ruthlessly cold smile curving the corners of his lips. A moment later, he let out a light sneer, clearly showing utter disdain.

Well then, at this very moment, Feng Xue finally understood what this big shot called Yuntunzi had actually been doing. To put it bluntly, it was just like mental abacus calculation, except that instead of visualizing an abacus in the mind, it was used to accelerate computational speed.