Chapter 109: Beyond Repair

At once, her legs were caught in his arms, and then Xu Yanzhen lifted her up and burst through the surface of the water.

Lin Lu brushed the droplets from his face with her hand, then lowered her head and kissed him.

Xu Yanzhen’s throat bobbed. He thought of the way Lin Lu had looked while swimming just now, like a mermaid, seductive and alluring.

He had endured it until now.

“Good girl, that swimsuit of yours—don’t wear it outside for others to see...”

Although Jiang Chengce was unwilling to recall the orphanage years of his childhood, his clear memory told him that the old toys scattered on the floor, full of age-worn charm, were the very toys he had once loved and played with in his youth.

The Fairy of Colorful Clouds sat to one side, utterly bored, glancing this way and that, paying no mind to the three elders. She simply wandered about with He Yang, roaming idly everywhere.

Although the fusion of the four powers had granted Ye Fan an unprecedented strength, and he believed he could absolutely kill those ten men now, the burst wounds on his body had cost him a great deal of blood, leaving him dizzy.

“Jiang Chengce, how could you kiss me like that? You’re a suspect right now, and I’m a princess, you know!” Princess Jingzi’s face flushed red and then turned pale.

Dragon Yan, already seething with rage at someone’s shameless flirting in public, could not help but startle a little after hearing Lan Zheyu’s puzzled question.

Yet when Han Yingying saw clearly the work Jiang Chengce was painting, she was utterly stunned, for the subject of his painting was none other than Han Yingying herself.

“There.” Ding Yi pouted and pointed at Zhang Cheng, who lay not far away in a state of unconsciousness.

“Ah!” Wu Tian was both shocked and delighted. He hurriedly took some up with his hand and let both himself and Jinghong smell it.

Gu Chen’s eyes were fixed tightly upon the stone coffin, imagining that once the chaotic bands of light wrapped around it faded away, he would be able to see the shattered coffin within.

“Don’t be afraid. So long as you obey me, I absolutely will not harm you,” said the Peach Blossom Patriarch with a satisfied smile.

There was no place for her in the living room. Ever since Lu Liteng had come into this family, there had been no place for An Hui. Or rather, the position An Hui had once held in this family had merely been the one occupied by Lu Liteng.

After Zhang Dong and Xu Liang led their personal guards out of camp, they saw two carts loaded with boxes in the camp, as well as dozens of commoners in plain clothes.

For example, Tao City was the capital of the Three Rivers Kingdom, and the Sea-Folk’s Four Commanders did indeed dominate there. As for the final Curse of the Four Seasons, only elder cultivators understood what kind of heaven-defying talisman it truly was.

“Commander, what is it? Has something happened?” Qi Xinya asked as she walked over.

“Actually, I came this time specifically to pay my respects to Mister Sun,” Bai Xiaobai said as he sat down, his tone sincere and respectful.

“I’ve only heard about it. I don’t know whether it’s true or not. But they say that set of acupuncture techniques can bring the dead back to life—even someone who is already dead can be saved,” Bai Xiaobai said, excitement trembling in his voice.

Hearing his elder brother Wang Shou say that, Wang Tao was somewhat surprised. Was it not a good thing for his mother to receive treatment?

“Commander Lu, come, lie down!” The hotel manager helped Lu Liteng onto the bed, then shut the door and went out.

He believed one thing without doubt: the longer this dragged on, the more unfavorable the situation would become for them. There were still ten thousand garrison soldiers in Yanmen Commandery; if Liu Fan were allowed to gain control of them, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Without evidence, all was lost. The lawyer said, “My client has no evidence, so does he have evidence?” Yes, that bastard had only accused him verbally of taking money from Bai Ling. He had not produced any proof either.

Suddenly, I thought of what her father had once told me, and so I let her go, thinking: why? For a moment’s impulse, offend her father and lose that protection—there would be no benefit to me at all.