153 Escalating Further
“Don’t be so polite!” Gu Erxiaoyun smiled warmly. “Come on, let’s go inside.”
She took Bai Zongnan’s hand and led him inward.
The estate was built in an ancient style, exquisitely refined.
The front courtyard was lined with houses: on the left, the kitchen and general store; on the right, two rows of side chambers.
Gu Erxiaoyun held Bai Zongnan’s hand as they walked toward the row of houses closest to the main building.
“This is your room,” she said, pushing the door open and pointing inside.
Long Hao roared furiously. After failing to find Luoyi, he was utterly despondent, channeling all his anger toward Ye Ziling.
“Li Fei, I’m so happy to be with you,” Hua Qingqing said, gazing at Li Fei with eyes clear as autumn waters.
Jin Zhuo’er, overwhelmed by his antics, had no choice but to agree. Yet as she slowly shuffled forward with the ticket queue, her sharp eyes kept fixed on her younger brother.
Zheng Xiaoyue heard the sound of her own heart breaking; the figure of Ji Yanmo before her suddenly felt so distant and strange.
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Her skin was delicate, fine as congealed cream, smooth as jade; her cheeks bore a faint blush and a gentle smile. In quiet moments, she resembled a beautiful flower reflected in water, about to speak but holding back, her breath like the fragrance of a secluded orchid—possessing an ineffable softness, elegance, and ethereal grace. She was not to be stared at directly.
“Brother Yan is so good, how could there be any problem? Mom must be overthinking,” Ji Nuanxin thought, unwilling to let her mother know that the issue actually lay with Xiao Yan.
“I will deeply reflect on myself, and I ask you to do the same,” Ji Chang’an said.
Jun Ruyu couldn’t help but wonder in her heart just how large the beast must be to make such a tremendous noise.
His mouth opened, curses ready to spill out, but then he noticed Teacher Ma sitting up and staring at him. He dared not shout anymore, afraid Teacher Ma would go complain to his father.
In Jin Zhuo’er’s heart, she doted on her younger brother, cherishing every extra moment he could sleep. She and her mother stepped out of the main house.
The tapping of high heels echoed like the death knell, chilling the hearts of the adventurers.
Under the dim streetlight, the two held each other tightly, seemingly lost in each other and oblivious to the world.
At the gates of Phoenix, uniformed patrol members lay scattered and fallen. Several Phoenix team members had been blasted away by the shockwave, and the main gate had been utterly shattered.
Wu Suowei narrowed his eyes and turned his head. He wanted to see just who would be so brazen.
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“Yes, that’s exactly the feeling!” Lu Zitian was ecstatic. Without hesitation, he spun around and fired another shot at the trunk of a nearby tree.
Norselice smiled shyly, pinching the hem of her dress and pursing her cherry lips, lowering her voice slightly.
Fortunately, Mu Ying had only gone back to restore her mana, and the Mu family elders could hardly stop her, so she and Yan Qianrong seemed to take turns—one leaving just as the other returned.
“A phone call? Who could it be? And why would they help me?” Zhang Qing and Chen Ming were puzzled, but the caller left no name.
Jiang Wu thought he must be pondering how to act later. At the thought of his current confidence and the embarrassment he would soon face, she couldn’t help but laugh aloud.
His figure shifted, turning into a dark shadow. With one swift motion, he snatched the dagger from Jesus’s head, grabbed Jesus’s head with the other hand, and slammed him into the ground.
After the incense burned down, Xiahou Dun led ten thousand troops to charge toward the valley entrance. The once silent earth stirred to life under the night sky.
Hearing this, Ye Chen didn’t even glance at Ling Mengxi but continued forward expressionlessly. Since it was deemed unsuitable from the start, why cling stubbornly? Better a brief pain than a long one; instead of sinking deeper, it was best to end things here—for everyone’s sake. Ye Chen sighed inwardly.