Chapter Ninety-Five: Bai Nianxuan, Terrifying Beyond Compare!

Setting everything else aside, with that personality of hers, there was no way she would let Tian Qianqian and him enjoy any peace. And at the way she was acting, it looked as if she had no intention of leaving for ten days or half a month. Just how badly would Tian Qianqian be tormented?

Jian Han immediately grew awkward under his scorching gaze. Wait—just now, had she mentioned last night?

By utterly overwhelming them with beauty, if they ever dared entertain any improper thoughts or wicked intentions in the future, they would at least have to ask themselves whether their looks were good enough first.

She opened her eyes and saw the ceiling at once. It was the ceiling of the guest room. She had actually slept in the guest room.

Since he was told to roll, Zhou Mingyang rolled without the slightest hesitation, tumbling seven or eight times across the ground and dodging most of the force of the blows. Even so, his backside still took a hard beating.

When his gaze fell on the vivid and lively Shen Nanfeng, the lust in his eyes was displayed without the least concealment before everyone. Jian Nanfeng disgustedly looked away.

His hair had been blown back by the wind, disheveled and wild, yet it did nothing to diminish the striking handsomeness of his bold, unrestrained face.

Jian Han had truly eaten her fill, and after that, Jin Sicheng brought over a fine insulated cup from behind and handed it to her.

They all turned to look at Qin Yi. They had not paid attention just now, but when they looked closely, even a side profile was enough for them to recognize him.

Xiao Tingting had not originally intended to kill herself, but when she said those words, the urge to do so had already risen in her heart.

By then, the blue figure had become much steadier. Glancing at the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness not far away, Chi Zhuo instantly understood that the Eldest Prince was inside.

Just then, the candle in Jiang Li’s room also burned out. The flame trembled faintly, then went completely dark. There was no light left in the room, only the distant glow of the sky beyond.

“Hm? Could something be wrong?” A man in green was lying atop a bamboo grove, drinking wine. He gave a soft exclamation, then shook his head as if unconcerned.

“Oh!” The sudden initiative made Gal Gadot both shy and flustered, at a loss for what to do.

That day, Luo Nanchu wore a backless red gown. Her hair had been styled into a large wavy updo, with a few loose strands hanging by her cheeks, making her look both pure and seductive, dangerously alluring.

Slowly stepping out of the shadows of the woods, the beastman looked at the surrounded group and finally fixed his gaze on Luo Qi.

The maid was also worried that it was still unsafe outside, so she had the estate guards keep a close watch on the main gate that night and lock it, before busily arranging for some ginger soup for Xiao Deyin to calm her nerves.

After learning that he would be taking part, Kempna invited even more influential media outlets. That was the main reason he had invited Link to the event.

“Don’t worry. I’ll lead the team out of this slump.” Zhan Musi said with confidence as he walked onto the court.

The ball left Zhan Musi’s hand and flew toward the hoop. Swish. It went in, and the arena instantly erupted. In the stands, some fans shouted MVP, while the stars beside the court screamed even more wildly. Their eagerness to get close to Zhan Musi had never once ceased.

Cheng Yuan lay motionless as though dead, yet a halo of light gradually rose above his head. A faint glow seemed to flow across his forehead, as if that Dragon-Subduing Pearl were about to leap out from between his brows and shine there. But when one looked closely, there was nothing at all, as though it had all been an illusion.

Just as he stepped out of the main hall, he heard a low cry from inside. It was Granny Sun calling for the Empress Dowager.

Song Yi was a gifted young man ranked beneath him, but he had always been suppressed so ruthlessly that he was deeply unwilling to submit. If there was any chance to make trouble for him, he would never miss it. Even knowing it would be useless, he would still make him uncomfortable.

The school had an excellent atmosphere for study, with almost everyone except the beastfolk absorbed in their lessons. More than half the classes were taught in large lecture halls. Each class had over a hundred students attending together. The professor at the front used amplification equipment, along with some magical teaching tools, and sometimes they would also use hands-on instruction.

I called out to Shen Han and the others, then leaped into the pool and swam straight toward them.

This time, the preparations made by the Lion-Demon Kingdom were very satisfying to everyone, especially the huge carriage. The massive eight-wheeled carriage looked almost like a moving house. Its suspension system was excellent, so even when the road was bumpy, the ride felt only mildly jostling. The horses pulling the carriage were all rich chestnut thoroughbreds, and they looked exceptionally fine.

Hong Ji was stunned. Whether that sentence had struck a sore point or shattered her last shred of dignity, tears the size of beans burst from her eyes and poured down her cheeks.

“She said I treated her as a stand-in for Lin Kexin.” Huo Junyao knew this was what Qiao Yin cared about.

At last, they had managed to taste something worthwhile today, and master and servant even had the mood to comment on the royal residence’s chef, eating with obvious satisfaction.

After suffering such a huge loss, Wang Zheng certainly would not let it go. But he also knew that the old eunuch was not easy to deal with. More importantly, he was hoping to pry more useful information out of him. For Wang Zheng now, a simple eye for an eye, a grudge for a grudge, was far too crude.

What appeared before everyone’s eyes was a pit in the ground, about half a meter deep. Inside it was a pair of silver wings shining brilliantly. Their feathers were formed from countless silver flying swords. The sword-wings, like a seashell, were crossed and shut, enclosing Ye Chen completely within them.

Ye Chen subconsciously spread his arms, and at once he was embraced by a warm, fragrant body. A soft, sweet scent instantly flooded his mind.

Hearing this, Tian Jian was overjoyed and immediately thanked the elder. To think that he had obtained a white-tiger grade beast core for free—this journey would probably not be the only time such a windfall appeared.

He kept saying that Ling Yun was unqualified, that there could be no special favoritism, insulting Ling Yun to the very dust. He had plotted from the start to keep Ling Yun from joining the Violet Light Society, so as to separate Ling Yun from Luo Shen. In truth, with Ling Yun’s and Luo Shen’s peerless talent, how could they possibly care about some mere Violet Light Society?

Seeing that wisp of black divine radiance destroy one of Hong Ling’s fingers before vanishing into the void, Qing Niao’s expression grew even more grave.