Volume 1, Chapter 122: Grand Finale

"Baby, now that you have come into my life, I will care for you with all my heart, just as my mother did for me. Mommy’s mother was a very gentle and beautiful woman, and you must always remember your grandmother, just like Mommy does."

Though "miniskirts and minishorts" were slightly more conservative than what came before, overall, they were still far too revealing.

Compared to humans, Lingling's features were far more delicate. Its starlight-infused eyes held an innate nobility and cold detachment, enough to make any living creature feel utterly inadequate in its presence.

Under normal circumstances, he would have been no match for the First Generation's divine soul. However, his own divine soul was unique, and the First Generation's soul had been damaged, allowing him to stand on equal footing in this battle.

"Alright, I understand. One last question: you only need to tell me where the strongest city in East China is located." Beidou was burning with anxiety, but he had to lay a solid foundation for the Northern Alliance. Only after settling his current affairs could he depart for North China.

Now that the Mountain Leopard had suddenly backed down, the Venomous Scorpion naturally stopped pushing back, especially since the blunder had been his own fault to begin with.

Seeing that there was no opportunity for her to show off, Cen Ke pouted. She twirled gracefully on the spot, her good mood instantly restored, and skipped back to Zhu Zhanji's side to squat down.

Ning Zixi naturally noticed this. After a brief hesitation, she struck Old Ten with the side of her hand, sending him into a deep unconsciousness.

The soldier struggled for a while under his leader's restraint. Only after a few moments did he reluctantly accept the reality, slowly calming down. Yet his eyes remained dull and lifeless, clearly traumatized by the shock.

Tens of minutes later, the distant roar of aircraft engines suddenly echoed across the sky.

Zhu Di was also observing his court. The eldest son was unlikely to speak, while the second and third probably did not dare to speak out of turn.

Qi Yu was the last to arrive. With everyone present, the dishes were served. After all, the New Year's Eve dinner was a grand affair, boasting a wide variety of dishes that were more than abundant.

"Looks like they're fine, minor injuries at most. Hey, what are you doing? Stop—" The walkie-talkie went dead, replaced by the crackle of static interference.

"Nonsense! I've been working for the boss for eight years and have handled so many corpses, yet I've never once seen what a ghost looks like," Brother Shui said, his voice tinged with anger.

The aura of Jin Yiren's spear grew increasingly oppressive, looming over Mo Wuji like a colossal maw ready to devour everything.

In just ten days, the first vat of divine wine was brewed. Zhu Yu didn't bother to give it a name; he knew that there would be a vast variety of wines to come, and naming each one would only give him a massive headache.

Long Xiang glanced at Zhao Yue'er, nodded, and went into the room. Chen Tian finally let out a sigh of relief.

Looking back, they were actually quite fortunate compared to their peers who had failed to survive.

Chang Qing'e was currently devouring the pastries. Ever since they were brought in, she hadn't had a single moment to take a bite, and by now she was lightheaded with hunger.

The greatest difference between Duan Ke and Tongtong lay in Tongtong's ability to directly monitor the entire Heavenly Army. As long as it fell within her jurisdiction, she would instantly know what any soldier experienced. Naturally, she saw Duan Ke's arrival and went out to meet him with a solemn expression.

Seeing that everyone in the house had gone out to look for her, Zi Han crawled out from under the bed in peace, sat down on a pearwood stool, and began eating grapes.

Ever since Shen Yue appeared, the two sisters' attitude toward her had clearly undergone a change.

Qing Han did not know how many days had passed since his capture. Aside from the person who delivered his meals on time, he had seen no one. No one came to interrogate him either; it was as if he had been completely forgotten, without a single soul sparing him a glance.