Volume One, Chapter 30: Try It and See

Until a trace of sweet musk touched his lips, he released her mouth and trailed his kisses down her neck, leaving behind a trail of crimson strawberry marks wherever he passed.

“It’s not that I’m unwilling, but that I cannot,” Feng Yushi declared firmly, refusing to yield under any circumstance.

Even the outsider reporter could see from the tenderness shining in his eyes that this affection was genuine, not a mere act.

Within the realm of perception, there was no corner that Wan Lan could not sense; naturally, whether Sheng Tianyu was present or not, he could not be unaware—otherwise, he would not have been so astonished at that moment.

So now, Wu Qingtian’s involvement with them in provoking the Chen family mattered little; moreover, they could use Wu Qingtian as their own scapegoat, sending him ahead to scout the way.

This was unacceptable—she could not continue like this, and she had no remedy for her allergy on hand.

Lin Tianyao arrived at the signal tower, his eyes scanning carefully around it. After circling several times, he found nothing unusual.

Indeed, she was overcome with grief and anger, but deep down, what she most wanted to understand was why Hua Lihuang acted this way. Hua Lingluo was momentarily at a loss for words.

The once clear sky gradually darkened with gathering storm clouds. The wild wind swayed the bamboo grove, the joints creaking and leaves rustling softly.

Knowing how seriously Kemu took matters at such times, he naturally could not disappoint the one who had painstakingly accepted him as a disciple. Hastily, he gestured, “No, I’ve always done as you said, but after practicing so long, I don’t know how to stop.”

Now he had nothing; beneath the open moonlit night, he could only lean against a mighty tree behind him, waiting for dawn and the return of Huan-Ting.

Alice grew anxious upon hearing Tang Feng’s tone, hurriedly explaining, “But when it came to the end, I just couldn’t say it.” She lowered her head again.

***

He Fatty was still scheming, thinking that if he scraped off these gold nuggets and took a few bags to exchange for money, the value would be considerable.

Su Wudu and Xu Lou were both disciples of the Wulu Sect, under twenty years old, at the seven-cycle Meridian Refinement stage. With average talent and little regard within the sect, they had been assigned to oversee the spirit stone mining. At this moment, each held a corpse in one hand, while standing upon a green bamboo-like flying device hovering midair.

The talismans contained sealed spells, activated through specific methods, serving offensive, defensive, and supportive functions alike.

But none of them were fools; since Tatamu brought up this topic now, there must be a reason. Consequently, everyone urged him to explain clearly, even Tuke wore a puzzled expression that seemed to ask for the reason while reproaching him for dredging up old wounds.

Shan Shan thought to herself, half is still not little; even twenty ships were ten times mine! Could my warships be built in time?

Sparks from the molten lava combined with the gloomy clouds to create a beautiful illusion—a starry canopy, one step lower than the true sky, draped over the ruins of the Caniro Fortress.

Kanshima-De desperately wished she could shed tears at this moment, so he would know how deeply moved she was by his words.

“By the way, system, what exactly is the military merit store you mentioned earlier?” Xue Rengui asked secretly while the soldiers trained below.

Lu Qi scratched his head; every day, aside from cultivation, he ate and slept. Such a monotonous life had long become his habit.

Looking at this world, the training ground echoed with bursts of curses followed by murmurs of sympathy.

Yang Hao also favored black and white attire; it was both dignified and grand. He recalled that last time he entered the palace in Daxing City, he wore the same outfit.

In contrast, Lin Chengxi, though drenched in sweat, maintained a calm composure. Occasionally, sharp pains caused slight twitches on her beautiful face.

***

Although officials of fifth rank and above were required to attend court, this did not include members of the royal clan. Since Zhao Guangyi, the Song dynasty’s royals essentially held no official posts nor regular court attendance, except for princes of the first rank like the Yan or Yue princes, who occasionally participated.

“General Luo Cheng truly is a youthful hero and exactly the one I admire!” New Moon E thought silently.

At this moment, Jun Wuhai’s gaze was somewhat distant, staring into the far horizon, seemingly recalling events from years past.

Sure enough, Montaelis did not even leap but dashed from the right side of the basket to the left, appearing about to run a pointless lap. Unexpectedly, upon reaching the other side, he suddenly tossed the ball backward toward the basket.

The God of Rocks summoned the universe’s hardest black stones, forming armor upon himself. Behind the Twilight God, light shone, but his twilight could not pierce the blood-darkened cosmos, leaving him shocked. The blood god’s power indeed grew by absorbing sacrifices of fresh blood.

Yang Zilong took me to the hospital. Afterwards, he kept calling unknown people, and Fat Yuan’s younger brother was taken away. To this day, no one knows where Yang Zilong brought him.

The next to speak was the captain of the shadow guards. Though he seemed the most at ease among the men at the table, Su Wannian knew from his unyielding seriousness that this fellow had a mechanical heart beneath it all.

Xue Ping’an had seen Long Xilan in her childhood and remembered her appearance vividly. Upon seeing the impostor, he would surely recognize him.

Xilan looked up curiously, recalling that last year at the Forbidden Army’s martial competition, Yan Ming was the only one who defeated Wang Yang. Now, if he was about to speak, it surely concerned the contest.