Chapter 52

"Purple Gold Divine Dragon King." Xiao Li and his companion wore looks of utter bewilderment upon hearing this, completely failing to notice that Li Qing, enveloped within the Fire Qilin, was undergoing a transformation.

Ash-grey terror was mirrored in the assassin's eyes as he spoke with a trembling voice, watching the god-like figure before him approach step by step while he desperately retreated.

Whipped by the frigid gale, he immediately spat a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backwards. Zhu Rongtian was likewise driven back by this ice-lightning formation.

Unfortunately, no sooner had her words fallen than a strange transformation occurred. The Illusionary Cloud Sea abruptly shifted from its calm and secure white to a deep blue, resembling a drop of ink falling into water. Almost in an instant, a radius of five hundred li and a depth of three to four thousand li of the Illusionary Cloud Sea was completely dyed blue.

When being consumed becomes a habit, habit becomes a compulsion, and compulsion becomes a pleasure—heh, degradation follows.

"She cares for you the most. What use is your apology? I fear she will end up comforting you instead. That silly girl is simply like that—she never takes her own matters to heart, yet weighs the affairs of others as paramount. Ah..." Ye Xiyuan sighed softly.

"Weiwei, being willful is not a good thing. Sometimes, knowing when to let go is the best choice for both parties. I hope you won't regret what you said today. There are no regrets in life; once certain decisions are made, the trajectory of your life is already altered," Father Bai said meaningfully, casting a deep glance at Bai Wei.

Zheng Xiaoyue smiled slightly at Lu Tangtang, and Lu Tangtang smiled and nodded politely, acknowledging the greeting.

Before Zhao Luan and Zhao Feixun could react, they saw the figure in black extend a palm. The black mist between his palms began to spin like a whirlpool. At the same time, Yi Long let out a muffled grunt, his eyes rolled back, and involuntarily his mouth opened as a wisp of black mist slowly drifted out.

After finishing her words, Huo Siyan hung up the phone. She originally intended to turn it off, but after a moment's thought, she opened the phone again, deleted the dialed number, and then called her family home.

However, Lin Zhouzhou did not know that Xu Wenwen had never played by the rules. The more Lin Zhouzhou avoided her, the more she insisted on pressing forward.

Discarding her former self, she was kneaded and reshaped in Lin Mu's hands into an entirely brand-new version of herself.

Upon thoroughly slaying that Licker, Shen Xinyu could no longer suppress the terror within her heart. She flung herself into Zhao Tianlei's arms and burst into bitter tears, weeping with exceptional sorrow.

Walking to the foyer, Lin Zhouzhou habitually slipped on a pair of high heels. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly stopped, placed the box in her hand on the floor, retrieved a pair of flat running shoes from the shoe cabinet to change into, and only then picked up the box, opened the door, and walked out.

Hearing this sound, Zhao Tianlei appeared extremely excited. He hurriedly summoned the virtual interface in his mind, which only he could see, and a set of data instantly flashed into his consciousness.

Hearing Mou Yi put it that way, Zhou Mingxi understood in an instant. Good grief, he thought she was throwing a tantrum and wanted to leave? Hmph, she wasn't that foolish!

"Hi, it's fine. Isn't that rascal right here? I正好 can discuss the script with him! No problem!" Lin Mu said.

She believed he wouldn't just ignore her! When all was said and done, half the responsibility lay with him. If she hadn't lingered a few extra glances at him, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

"It's very simple. My performance this time involves throwing flying daggers. Of course, not the magnetic ones you buy at the supermarket, but real flying daggers. When the time comes, we..." Yang Zhezhe began to conspire with Peng Hao.

Clearly a gathering of elites and a room full of big shots, yet right now, everyone stared blankly at this abruptly appearing young master, wearing expressions of such astonishment that they didn't even know what kind of face to make.

"Love turns wise men into fools. We are all the same." Brant slowed his movements, lingering reluctantly before donning his chainmail.

"Whether your Xue family and the Ye family were old acquaintances in the past is not my concern, but today we are not friends. The junior accepts the Xue family's kind intentions in spirit, and if there is an opportunity in the future, it will not be too late to visit and chat," Ye Wei declined tactfully.

Such rigorous tempering vastly increased his tolerance for sonic wave techniques. Though he suffered some damage, at least he could keep his mind clear.

One had to admit, she had doubted and worried before, but facing this kind of Chen Hao, she was utterly helpless.

After a long while, Murong Qingran sighed softly, pulled aside the curtain, and said to Night Rain, "Let us travel through the night."

"Ah Yuan, what is wrong with you? Your voice sounds a bit strange," Nalan Yingqi was also a perceptive person.

"You needn't rush to open a shop. Spend a year or two familiarizing yourselves with the market first, and then dabble in high-end goods. Without cultivating a base of regular customers, you will only lose money opening a shop..." Seeing the fat man's eyes already sparkling with dollar signs, Man Jun quickly interrupted his daydreaming.

Staying on Biling Island for nearly two years, they had rarely ventured out to stroll in the courtyard. Having finally managed to get out this once, they both cherished the opportunity dearly, treating even breathing the fresh air as a luxury.

Meng Ruiyue's face turned instantly pale; she had never imagined that her hidden thoughts would be seen right through by this eldest miss.

Yet today, bandits had finally incited the demon race to pillage the virtually undefended White Creek Village, while the villagers remained completely oblivious.

With the intervention of Magistrate Hu, the Lu family members behaved as obediently as mice encountering a cat, not daring to utter another word.

When Jiang Yao first met him, the aloofness and solitary pride he exuded made it seem as though all things in the world were entirely unrelated to him.

The male rabbit kept rubbing against the female rabbit, making her blush with crimson cheeks, yet that fellow Chen Hao watched with an insatiable appetite.

He had modeled for Cheng Yangyang before and understood the basics of clothing coordination; his white robes clearly mismatched hers.

As for those men with beer bellies—whether due to business banquets or obesity—they usually had some money in their pockets. Seeing a girl like me, they would likely be willing to spend.

The stone flower jelly of Jiangning Town had been sold for over half a month now. Likely because the item was novel and served as an exceptionally chilled sweet delicacy, business had remained consistently booming.