Chapter 32: Your Mouth Is Wicked, My Hands Are Itchy—A Perfect Match
Xu Tanxi, wearing a small spaghetti-strap dress, looked around and discovered several pieces of jewelry she had long admired but, for various reasons, had never managed to purchase.
Deep in concentration, she was startled when the man's voice sounded from behind her.
"Finished admiring them, Chief Xu?"
Before she could answer, he swept her up into his arms and carried her toward the bedroom. Because of the sudden movement, the hem of her slip dress rode up her legs.
His intuition told him that Liu Guangtong's behavior was undoubtedly linked to this current matter.
Alice sighed in frustration, having wasted ten minutes on the file only to gain nothing, before tossing it aside.
The food tasted fine, and they were all her favorite dishes, but she had only eaten one bowl of rice. Was something missing?
"Instructor, could you demonstrate?" Lin Feng suddenly interjected, eager to see what the Six Powers would look like when performed by such a portly man.
Mark smiled slightly at this. To be honest, he wasn't afraid of the so-called Barbarian tribe; he wouldn't mind intervening if absolutely necessary. However, in his current condition, he preferred to avoid unnecessary conflict, as each time he exerted himself, his recovery was delayed by about three years—a waste of time he could ill afford.
When Konansi heard this, he pulled the dagger from the man's chest, but his expression suddenly shifted.
"Lock them in the Changle Gang dungeon! These two might come in handy for the expedition to Knight's Island. If they want to live, they must redeem themselves through service!" Yun Yi tossed Ding Busan and Ding Busi to Bei Haishi, issuing the command nonchalantly.
Yan Huai, being a mere servant, couldn't argue with her, so he simply nodded and went off to see to the carriage.
"I hadn't even said anything yet, and you've already confessed?" Tashigi pouted, looking somewhat displeased.
The sequence of sword moves flowed together like beautiful blossoms, cutting through the void and slicing through the vast, swirling yellow sands.
The Wang family's estate was quite conspicuous, located in the center of District 29, occupying the widest street with a cluster of buildings.
A smile touched Malone's lips as he jumped down and reached out to steady A-Hao, who was about to collapse.
If Taixuan had the ability to take it, he was welcome to try... but he feared the man lacked the skill.
Our goal for this journey is to find the Dragon Vein, the Dragon Palace, and the Dragon Pearl; we naturally won't waste time getting entangled with the Kunpeng.
"Boss Lu, you have a keen eye. This is indeed the gall of a Four-Eyed Leader Beast—a Golden Gall," Ye Xiu said with a faint smile.
"Saving reinforcements is like fighting a fire! The sooner we arrive, the less the branch will suffer, and the higher our chances of victory," Ye Xiu explained, noting the confusion on the newcomer's face.
Ye Xiu did not want to attract attention; keeping a low profile was the safest path. After all, the Demon race had just suffered a major setback and was looking for a target to vent their rage. If they spotted any flaws and seized the opportunity, Ye Xiu would be in serious trouble.
I blame my own impulsiveness; only after calming down did I realize I had been far too hasty.
As the words faded, Ye Fan took the lead, followed by Su Chen, Lin Mo, and the others as they headed toward the five-hundred-meter mark.
A hand, rough yet delicate, reached out from the sedan to pull the curtain shut, accompanied by a soft, graceful voice.
Itachi Uchiha looked surprised; given their unique bond, Dongfang Yunyang could have used a forced command.
Daiyu was terrified, her face pale with shock as she leaned sharply to the side, desperate to put distance between herself and the voyeuristic fiend.
Looking at the half-open doors surrounding him, he began to imagine what scenes might lie behind them.
Zhao Guozheng finished speaking and shoved the note Dou Wei had brought into the staff member's hand.