Volume 1, Chapter 65: Going to Sacrifice Me Again?

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Love Beibei (Admin): [I have no idea either, why did the world suddenly start spinning just now?]
Enjoying a Worthless Life: [Look at this, everyone! Beibei is actually doing a handstand... Wait a minute! Why hasn't her hair hung down?]
Chairman of Limited Capacity: [I'm starting to suspect that we are the ones doing a handstand...]
Lin Beibei had just unplugged her phone charger and flipped her phone upside down, so from the viewers' perspective, it looked as if she were doing a handstand.
Gnawing on Pig Trotters: [Goodness gracious, she's doing a handstand for the livestream...]
Love Beibei (Admin): [I'll just flip my phone upside down too to watch, that way it doesn't affect anything, heh heh.]
The viewers who came over from Number Six's livestream to scout out the enemy...

"Alright, as long as your request isn't too outrageous, I'll help you!" Zhangsun Zhitao agreed helplessly.
"You still have the mood to comfort me! Honestly, what are you going to do about your Mufeng?" Chili Qingying asked anxiously, casting a worried glance at Dugu Anqi.

Ghostly spiritual energy was the most primordial energy of the Asura Dead Realm. It was equivalent to attribute-free energy, capable of igniting various attribute-based cultivation techniques and unleashing diverse attacks. Take Mu Fei for example; he could execute the Frost Technique, but he was equally capable of practicing the Wood-elemental escaping arts.

"Silly girl, I'm really fine. If you don't believe me, you can have Wang Yan check my pulse. I'll genuinely be better in a couple of days. Don't you trust me?" Gently wiping away Song Luo's tears, the feeling of having someone care and ache for her made her feel a little less lonely in this strange, unfamiliar world.

If Ren Bufan were to tell his family that his refined Golden Pills could render everyone immune to death, probably no one would believe it. Furthermore, such a matter could not be blurted out all at once; his family needed time to slowly accept it, and it must not trigger massive turmoil in the outside world.

When Wang Yan walked in, he was genuinely startled by the scene before him—such a healthy person suddenly bleeding this much from the nose.

However, Xu Qiaoyou really tried to endure and endure, but with her straightforward personality, she simply couldn't hold it back any longer.

After leaving the estate, Yunfan returned to the academy, pondering his future path, as well as how on earth he should subdue and deploy the private soldiers residing within the estate.

As for why Jingshun swore to do this, there was naturally only a single reason: Liu Zhenzhen had the powerful Quan family and Liu family supporting her behind the scenes, which would immensely help consolidate his imperial throne and balance the power among the officials of the imperial court.

That look seemed as if it were mocking Gu Bei, as if saying: No matter how powerful you are, you still cannot sway my intentions.

"The timing is uncertain, and making the trip back and forth is such a hassle. Besides, I've already reached the stage of inedible fasting; I can go ten days or half a month without eating," Lan said.

Marquis Redden narrowed his eyes as he looked at him. Hearing Stone say that his boss was still inside, he wanted to test Stone's strength first. If it was only ordinary, then his boss would not be worth fearing.

She was genuinely frightened. The way she currently interacted with Huo Yize was already somewhat bizarre, not resembling a romantic couple in the least. Coupled with Li Xianning's remarks, it struck her heart like a heavy warning bell.

Crouched in the corner with her knees drawn up neatly, she cautiously lifted her gaze, peering at Young Master Jingling through her eyelashes.

Two figures simultaneously flashed out from inside the vehicle and appeared beside Essie, anxiously inspecting her injuries.

Because he sensed a threat; this Seventh Young Master of the Huang family was simply far too dangerous.

"There's no rush for the moment anyway; you can just wait until the Princess's grand wedding concludes before leaving. She is your best friend here, and since one has a wedding only once in a lifetime, it wouldn't make sense for you not to attend. I don't want you to look back with regret," Su Jing said upon returning to the room, deeply moving Xue Li.

This reunion was destined to be the beginning of another round of strategic maneuvering. Her entanglement with Li Xian was far more complicated than she had imagined. But it suited her wishes precisely. The more complex the test, the better one could discern human nature, wouldn't it?

^^ Thank you everyone for the encouragement and support. The PK has ended, and some people have comforted Bug, for which Bug is extremely grateful. As for the final results, I'll say it again: be content and always happy. We may fall short of the best, but we are certainly doing fine compared to the rest. At the very least, the votes everyone gave me have far exceeded my expectations; a person shouldn't be too greedy ^o^.

A ripple stirred in Xue Li's heart. Biting someone? Such an action usually occurred only between the most intimate lovers, much like how she would bite Su Jing whenever she felt sad. It seemed that the "she" in Zhen Zimo's words must have been his former wife.

Although the tavern did sell wine to patrons, most customers only purchased a few pots. The waiter had truly never seen anyone buy five jars of wine in one breath like him.

Only, she wondered whether all these unspoken thoughts would appear utterly ridiculous when she crossed paths with him once more.

The young lady he had encountered on the street and subsequently invited to treat the young master was actually a Mystic Physician? No, she was a madam; she claimed to be Madam Nangong, clearly indicating she was already married.

Of course, there was another important matter: she did not want this to disrupt her university life.

——Of course, it could also be due to a special seal within the divine temple, preventing her from sensing the aura of the divine skeleton.

Changhe, who had been waiting not far away, heard every single word of Zhan Yunge's sharp retort to Xiao Yingying. Sighing helplessly, he thought to himself that Lord Xiao was the Emperor's sworn brother of a different surname, yet the Crown Princess was stirring up trouble for the Crown Prince once again.

In a little while, Chu Hong would definitely need to relieve himself, and by then, he could simply follow after him.

The advancement of divine essence requires trials and tribulations, the integration of knowledge and action; the cultivation of vital essence requires the maturation of one's character and seeing through the illusions of desires and original intent.

"He is Rong Yun," Luo Yaoer suddenly said with a confident smile. Su Jing paused for a moment and remained silent.

The black Qi slammed viciously against the protective barrier, scattering into wisps of black smoke that spread outward, seemingly searching for an escape route. It blanketed the curved apex, resembling a poisonous black mushroom cap.

"So powerful!" Di Hao's gaze narrowed. He could hear the deep-seated dread in Yao Wuji's tone whenever the latter spoke of those truly ancient clans. To be so terrified despite possessing unfathomable, ghostly methods, one could easily imagine just how formidable the ancient families he mentioned truly were.

Meng Fanglan once again deployed the Soul-Shifting Great Art, transporting her into the Meng family hall of over three hundred years ago.

She looked at Li Sali. Li Sali's skin was fair and flawless, requiring no medical treatment, though skincare products could certainly be used—skin still needed proper maintenance after all.

No wonder Emperor Huaqing had made such an abrupt visit today; it seemed he was about to present her with a difficult problem next, Jia Baoyu thought with a wry smile.

"There's no need to go out of your way to buy anything; I've already prepared it." Gu Weiwei took out a design drawing for a necklace. This gift avoided clichés and was bound to be deeply favored by the hosts—it was undoubtedly an excellent choice.