Volume 1, Chapter 110: Enchanting

Shen Chaowu couldn’t understand how Meng Xingyi had slipped in like an eel, nor why he was lying on her bed. And he looked so calm and unhurried.

“...”

“Could you please get off my bed?” Shen Chaowu smiled politely.

Now she finally understood.

Yan You had grown closer to Wang Lingyun, and whenever he went out, he addressed her as “Miss.” Meanwhile, Wang Lingyun continued to call him Yan You or Brother Yan You, just as before.

Ye Yiren lowered her head, glancing at the news on Yin Mimi’s phone. Indeed, there were quite a few reports about her.

Although the Shennong tomb was imbued with the densest spiritual energy on Earth, it still couldn’t compare to the pure, refined energy of the Starry Ground. Even with the Starry Ground’s aid, Jiaoyi had taken over a month to successfully form a nascent soul. If one were to attempt this in the Shennong tomb, it would likely take more than half a year just to condense a nascent soul.

After being attacked by Xiao Tianchen, the dragon spirit’s aura had clearly weakened. Its once jade-white body now appeared much duller.

He gazed into the distance, sensing a familiar sword intent beyond the sight of the others, as if awaiting the return of an old friend.

Li Dan pushed open the door to the west room and saw Wang Jinzhi sitting on the floor, weeping uncontrollably. Li Zhanguo sat on the kang, one foot bare and the other wearing a slipper. It was clearly the aftermath of a battle.

Looking toward the nearby police inspector, Gu Mufan furrowed his brow and said again, “Take him back first. If it’s true, then release him.”

Fortunately, Nan Changqing slowed his pace, mindful of Bailu’s cultivation level. Only then was Bailu able to keep up by exerting all her strength.

Just as Han Yuan was about to retaliate in anger, the injured Qi Qianwan still forced herself to draw her bow and shot straight through the fleeing Nurchi’s abdomen.

That night, Zhong Xiangyu and I held each other tightly. Although she was in my arms, I felt as though she wasn’t there anymore. I had shattered her completely; she was broken beyond repair. She had lost all hope and was about to leave me.

Now, dressed in a bright red silk garment, wearing a brand-new soft-soled hat, with a cockscomb flower pinned by her ear and carefully applied white powder and rouge on her face.

They video-called Yu Sang, who glanced briefly at it and said he already understood the message written on the tree.

In an instant, a streak of colorful lightning thundered down, suddenly halted midair, unable to move forward even an inch. It lingered there, condensing into a radiant, multicolored orb.

This person was Hua Daotian, blessed with striking looks, nearly 1.9 meters tall, handsome to the eye. At first glance, he was the epitome of a sunny young man.

“...” Well, she really couldn’t trust her luck. Orange weapons weren’t just something you could get by chance.

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