Chapter 26: Shen Shujie's Unexpected Encounter-Depois de deixar de ser um "cachorrinho", o imperador obsessivo me abraça e mima(Beleza delicada e encantadora)

Since learning of Shen Suwan’s character, Luo Shaochen grew to detest her deeply.

Though harboring such thoughts, Chu Yu’s resistance to Pang Haichuan’s proposal had noticeably lessened.

At that moment, Zhang Jiaze wished he could bash his head against the wall until he died. Standing before the wall, he tried it once, only to feel a sharp, unbearable pain—clearly, he lacked the courage to truly do it.

Lu Duan took out the bronze divine tree transformed into a sphere. The moment Wu Ding saw it, his expression changed. It was thanks to Fu Yue’s bronze divine tree that he had been able to lie in wait for months and successfully launch a surprise attack on the Quanrong. Now that the divine tree was destroyed, how could Fu Yue still be alive?

“As far as I know, this is the deepest distance currently achievable in the world. If this still doesn’t work, we’ll have to recruit people to dig on a large scale!” Zhou Yiyan shook his head helplessly.

Having eaten her fill, she propped her cheek with her hand, drowsiness creeping in as her head drooped little by little, yet her hands never ceased knitting a leather jacket.

After a while, the endless darkness before her suddenly dispersed, replaced by a crimson glow. Stepping out of the cave entrance, the world opened up into a vast, bright expanse.

Yin Huaiyu was seriously scrutinizing Yin Shixiu, adopting the posture of “Let me analyze this carefully for you, let me help you heighten your sense of urgency.”

Ke Binen’s expression remained unchanged as he personally escorted the envoy out of the tent. With the situation in Youzhou growing dire, Ke Binen longed to sprout wings and fly there to carve out his own territory.

Having lived in London for over three and a half years after leaving Beijing, time flew by in a flash. Looking back, both Shuangshuang and Huanghuang had grown taller.

Jinkui was overjoyed, seeing Lu Duan on the verge of a decisive victory. Just then, a sharp, piercing cry shattered the sky as a giant, furry beast descended from above. Its claws, each over two feet long and curved like sickles, struck down with the force of thunder towards Lu Duan’s head.

Above the triangular formation hovered a semicircular energy halo, suffused with a strong magical spirit aura. Yet this aura was different—pure and pristine, identical to the essence within the eight of them, devoid of any impurities, a genuine breath of nature itself.

During breakfast, Qin Beifeng announced, “Today, we’ll rent a boat and go out to sea. It’s my first time seeing the ocean; I want to enjoy it to the fullest.”

Your shamelessness, your selfishness, so utterly detestable—you once claimed you deserved anyone, but now, ask yourself honestly: do you deserve him?

The others all adopted the look of disciples yearning to learn from a master, their eyes shining as they awaited Zhang Aijia’s words.

With a loud “bang,” the one-eyed wolf king let out a howl and flew into the air. Its once pure silver fur now bore a large, muddy footprint right on the center of its rear.

The cruise ship docked at the pier on Pola Island. Qin Feng saw how rudimentary the pier was—unsuitable for large vessels—and thought to himself that storing the precious redwood here was risky. They had to find a reliable spot nearby to establish a base and act swiftly on this matter.

That kind of classical beauty, rich with depth, carried the scent of time’s sediment. It was the beauty of temperament. Even without her breathtaking face, one could not deny the allure she possessed.

Madam Lu spoke with profound sorrow, her eyes burning with a bone-deep hatred. The thought that Bai Mujin had been poisoned right under her watch filled her with anguish. If not for timely help, her entire life would have been doomed.