35 Long Time No See (1)

She dressed herself, stepped off the bed, and looked outside to see Gu Qingyu writing in the adjacent room.

Observing their intimate gestures, Ying, standing nearby, raised a hand as if to speak, but let it drop again.

Holding Jiu Bao, the leader headed toward the fork in the path, and the Li family, having no objections, followed closely behind.

Ever since the young Master Lin passed away, Imperial Physician Lin had been consumed by grief; he had not touched a meal, and his hair and beard had turned white.

However, the bickering in the live stream slowly faded into silence. It was not for any other reason than the intoxicating aroma of the braised pork belly beginning to drift through the air—a fatal temptation for beasts that survived on meat but rarely had the chance to eat it.

Tan Xue'er looked up, gently clasping his hands, her reddened, tear-filled eyes fixed upon him.

Zhang Su shook his head in silence. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened toward the distance; the smile vanished from his face, and he slowly pulled the car to the side of the road.

Gu Shengyi had gone to such lengths for An Yisen; if An Yisen had any conscience at all, he should cast everything aside and strive to earn her forgiveness.

If you cannot figure it out, take your time. But if you insist on being foolish and digging yourself into a corner, do not blame me for not warning you.

Qiu Min had chosen the perfect time: no one was home, and the villas were far apart, so even if Kexin cried for help, no one would hear her.

In truth, ever since Wu Murong finished performing the "Nine Seals of Ascending," Zhusha had been eager to test her own strength. Now, hearing the Daoist Master’s inquiry, her expression grew stern, and she moved forward.

After scolding him, I felt a wave of panic. Why did I call him a "dear enemy"? He is not mine to claim. He is a man of sincere virtue, and one day he will find that tiger penis to cure my elder brother. In the end, I belong to my brother.

Wu Dalang’s illness could be managed for ten or fifteen days. Since Meng Lin’s son was getting married, no matter how anxious Wu Song was, he could not force the issue, so he decided to let him go the day after tomorrow.

Pan Jinlian felt anxious; she was the one asking for help, yet she was forcing others to foot the bill—it was highly inappropriate. But with a life at stake, she could not afford to worry about such trifles.

Helpless, Shi Quan had no choice but to seek help from the old ghosts within his body. The four old ghosts, including the Poison Emperor and the Martial Emperor, were awed by Shi Quan’s "luck" upon seeing the situation.

Many in the crowd noticed the anomaly. In truth, before the poison needles entered the Second Prince’s body, he had already moved. A mysterious vortex appeared on his chest; it would be more accurate to say he actively devoured the needles rather than being struck by them, which was why they all sank into his chest in perfect unison.

Of course, the spectators were all experts of the Cave Heaven Realm and realized almost instantly that this "bridge" formed by life force was no simple matter. Not only was it condensed from metal-attribute life force, but a scorching white light had also appeared above it.

Shi Quan had intentionally arrived late to achieve exactly this effect. As the two stepped onto the arena, Shi Quan cupped his hands toward the VIP box, stared at Poison Tyrant, wore a strange smile, and slowly raised his middle finger.

Shi Quan discovered that while he could see insects and ants at first, the deeper he ventured, the more bizarre it became. From time to time, patches of toxic mist drifted by, and no living creatures remained.

Watching Li Zhishi strike down the accomplice he had just rescued, the onlookers were stunned. They could not fathom why this assassin would perform such a superfluous act. Was it to silence someone who knew too much? Even so, was there a need for such haste?

"Ruhai, come, let’s drink. It has been so long since we brothers had a proper drink together. We must have a good session today—we won't stop until we're drunk." Following their old custom, Black Tiger placed one of the two jars of wine on the table in front of himself and pushed the other toward his old comrade, Ruhai.

Coincidentally, the two nurses walking at the back turned their heads to look at him, their faces showing a hint of surprise.

Thinking of this, Zhang Luoye felt a sense of a bright future ahead for the first time since arriving in this world.

Zhao Ziyi turned his cheek slightly to look into the distance, responding to Mu Yi with a faint smile.

This smile made me blush with shame. I was only grateful that the room was dim; otherwise, it would have been truly embarrassing to be seen.

A long-lost taste, something I had eaten for over a decade. It wasn't that I hadn't eaten Chinese food in Card City, but it never tasted right—it was missing the taste of home.

"Of course, if you want to join Dragon Soul, you must pass the assessment. That will depend on your own fortune when the time comes," Yan Yi explained.

Fortunately, at that moment, Colonel Musashi—whatever his mindset may have been—charged directly through the sea of fire. His massive body extinguished all the flames instantly, averting a forest fire.

That afternoon, the professor went to the company for a meeting, and I stayed in the hotel to finish the post-production of the design draft. Suddenly, my phone rang.

"You were following me?" Lu Fan’s pupils constricted, his eyes shifting nervously. The secret he had been hiding was torn open in that instant.

"Will this do?" I took a handful of Divine Crystals from my storage ring—there were dozens of them, all collected from Pluto. It was clear that the energy within them was incredibly pure, but unfortunately, I did not know how to absorb it. At the time, I just felt they would be useful, but I had no idea how to use them.