Chapter 032: The Missus Loves to Have Fun—Let Her Have Her Way!

Lou Xizhou was slightly taken aback, then he could not help but chuckle.

"I am satisfied. But Tangtang, that is not why I held you back."

Tang Yu froze. The next instant, her fair face flushed bright red. She pulled her hand away—which Lou Xizhou had released just in time—and fled the private room in embarrassment.

From within the room, where the door remained open, came the sound of Lou Xizhou’s restrained, heart-melting low laughter.

After running out of the Chinese restaurant, Tang Yu hailed a taxi. Once inside, she let out a long sigh of relief, cupping her burning face with both hands.

Of course, because the lineage of the Abyss Feather Serpent is of a higher grade, its growth rate is much slower than that of the Poison Fire Demon.

Upon hearing this, Wang Fan said with unusual tenderness, "Silly girl," and then turned to the side to pick at his ear.

These twelve innate martial artists were the former disciples of the Cloud Sect who had defected from the Crimson Flame Palace, destroyed the sect’s foundation, and stolen the sect’s secret treasures.

"Are you playing with me?" Qingkong whispered to himself. Every time he dreamt of Siren, he would repeat the earlier parts countless times, with each iteration revealing a little more of what came after. That is why, even now, he had never heard the Siren in his dreams finish explaining how to make her hatch.

The Nether Team also became cautious and would never repeat the mistakes they made during the first master-level team fight; having suffered once, they would absolutely never let it happen again.

Although the Heart Realm had not appeared for long, Huang Qi had basically mastered its usage and was clear about the specific consumption generated by each activation.

As soon as the special effect appeared, Huang Qi instantly felt as if another heart had grown in the right side of his chest, and he felt as though he could control its beat.

In fact, following the custom of the Py-Tuo family, the local rulers of the Caihuang Star, it would not have been inappropriate for the "Thearchist Church" to report their arrival proactively. It just wouldn't have been as sensational as first creating the "Sou-Fu" holy water; there is a world of difference between offering a smile proactively and forcing others to come to you.

After the Chicken Demon left, Linghu Li circled the room. There was nothing strange, other than the fact that the room had been sealed by the Chicken Demon's spell; otherwise, there was nothing else.

I felt that my ability to lie had reached its peak. Sure enough, Zhang Minglang frowned and said nothing more, instead waving his hand to signal for me to leave.

I coldly pressed him, "Was it that night that you two... got together?" I finally uttered the ugly phrase.

However, no matter how things were, I had no intention of reconciling with him, only hoping for peaceful nights and tranquility thereafter.

Mr. Qin and Zhao Zhengce both understood clearly that Zhao Jiefang was already an executive vice governor of a major economic province like Southeast Province. Now, being transferred to serve as executive vice governor in a poor, large province like Southwest Province was, while nominally a lateral move, effectively a demotion.

Lu Ya and Kunpeng were both well aware that the fall of the demon race was imminent. Both were determined to perish alongside their kin, and having no more concerns, they were unwilling to keep their thoughts unspoken.

Tuga heightened his defenses again, his golden battle aura shielding his entire body. With every breath he took, the golden aura outside his body seemed to come alive, pulsating in rhythm with his breathing.

Only in the Northern Ju-Lu Continent did the Dark Nebula make no move. With no sun, it was perfectly fine; the Dark Nebula did not like light anyway. Moreover, it was easier to slaughter in the dark. In the dark age, the Northern Ju-Lu Continent would become even more interesting—more killing, more death.

Xu Minghui hung his head and nodded at me repeatedly; he had lost all the spirited demeanor he once possessed.

And where had the Five Elements Assassins gone? I had told them to protect Brother Lio. Logically, they should have entered Falichi as well. But until now, I had not discovered their whereabouts. Where had these people run off to?

For instance, telling the servants of the Zhuang estate not to tell others about Lang's affairs, because Lang had already escaped. For the sake of your own lives, you had best not speak of this randomly.