Volume 1, Chapter 27: The Master of Changing Faces, Fang Yuan: One Must Cherish the Fairer Sex!

She Long exuded the air of a man of great importance. He waved his hand and said, "Bring two cups of the finest mocha, and find a place for my brother to sleep."

"A place to sleep? I wonder if this gentleman requires massage services as well." The maid lowered her head respectfully, her tone slightly aloof. She had immediately noticed that Fang Yuan possessed no soul power and was merely an ordinary person; the smile she wore now was entirely out of respect for She Long, the Serpent Spear Douluo.

"Hmm? Do I need to repeat myself?" She Long frowned and began to speak again, but was stopped by Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan offered a gentle, kindly smile. "She Long, it is just a place to sleep..."

Shao Zhengkong slapped his forehead in exasperation, thinking to himself that this fellow was exactly as he had imagined.

They waited for an ambush from the surroundings, but much to their surprise, nothing happened; the so-called trap had no effect on them at all.

Chen Hao felt his judgment of character had been correct. Hearing from Mu Xue and Shi Chan that he had already ascended to the ranks of quasi-first-tier stars in China, yet seeing him still speak in such a manner—without airs or the slightest hint of arrogance—convinced him that his nature remained honest and simple.

The savage boar-headed monster let out a triumphant, grotesque cackle, opening its blood-stained maw to plant a wet kiss on the young girl.

People are always the same. For instance, if you fail an exam, you are bound to feel dejected; but if Er Ya next door also fails, you might take her hand and exclaim excitedly, "So, we are in the same boat after all!"

Upon Nezha’s shout, Huang Feihu understood immediately. He ordered his men to drench the giant deer antlers in kerosene and line them up in front of the camp.

[Golden Spirit Divine Iron]: A peerless treasure containing pure Golden Spirit energy and Primordial Chaos energy, capable of forging or repairing equipment of immortal and demonic tiers.

The scene of "painting the face" alone was eerie and terrifying enough, but even more horrifying was the face of Bai Ye reflected in the bronze mirror—the face of the man he was currently impersonating.

Yin Tianchou had long since grown accustomed to this and went upstairs to find him of his own accord. Pushing the door open, he saw the old man sitting cross-legged on a meditation cushion, seemingly in the midst of cultivation.

The shopkeeper turned around at the sound, but froze the moment he saw Baili Wenyu.

Strange, the sun rose in the normal east. Had this guy taken the wrong medicine today? He actually came to pick me up for school?! Something was wrong! I cast a wary glance at him.

Zhuo Yilan said nonchalantly, "Before you stir up trouble in Dayi, you must wait until A-Chu has left safely. I couldn't care less whether you live or die." He feared that if Qin Luo caused a scene, Dayi would be placed under martial law, endangering Chu Lang’e.

Nan Mufeng took off his shirt to cover her, but after a few moments, she tossed it aside.

Chu Yunxi was planning to set off immediately for Qinchuan County in the Western Snow Kingdom, when she suddenly remembered her promise to refine medicinal pills for Mu Xiu and the others.

Zhuo Yilan continued to order the retreat. In the previous battle, he had forced the Dayi army back into the mountains, while his own vanguard of fifty thousand troops camped two miles outside the range.

A few days later, the skin on Yun Luofei’s face had recovered well, without leaving any scars at all.

"Alright, my time is limited. Pack your things and let’s go!" An Ran urged the hesitant Baili Mingyu once more.

Some, however, were so desperate for answers that they would go to the Su family to cause a scene. After all, Su Hongsheng had his own work and numerous social engagements, so while he knew of some who came to his door, there were many he remained unaware of.

This year’s seafood looked much plumper than last year’s, and Xiao Wan didn’t hold back, buying a great deal. Fortunately, there was a team member who drove; while Xiao Wan bought the goods here, Sun Damei and the team member carried them back and forth to the vehicle.

When he told the professor about what had happened recently, he deliberately blurred the existence of Bai Chenghuan.

"Do you know when Commander Meng will actually be back?" Yao Xia asked from the side.

Scratching his head, Qiu Fengsao looked toward Chu Qingyun, wanting to know if this troublemaker had any solutions.

At that moment, the firmament had turned completely pitch-black, and the thunderous sounds above were deafening. Every flash of lightning illuminated the entire world, and what’s more, billowing heavenly flames were brewing within the sky. Qiu Fengsao could see with absolute clarity that the fire, which seemed capable of incinerating everything, was about to descend in a violent torrent from the heavens.

He had beaten three thugs until they were toothless, but he had also been stabbed in the abdomen, leaving a scar that remained to this day.

Yi Li’s throat was somewhat hoarse; anyone who had ever met him would have a deep memory of his voice.

Qiu Fengsao had not yet finished venting the gloom in his heart when a voice suddenly interrupted his rhythm.

Xun Huan had actually won three prizes, among which a thick volume on electromagnetism was something he truly loved; it was heavy, and it looked as though it were bursting with knowledge.

Xiris wore a silk robe, her hair tied loosely at the back of her head, the ends slightly loose, lending her a look of languor that happened to complement the dim, warm light of the desk lamp in the room.

Jin Xiangrong grew angrier the more he thought about it, feeling deeply wronged. He paced the room in frustration until he suddenly remembered something and shouted sharply at the fake Su.

Xuanyu Manor had long been prepared for their arrival; in fact, the Xiao family had known of it the very day Li Xin left the Imperial Capital.

Ability users below the level of the supreme experts rarely came into contact with powers on the soul level, and those like the Black and White Ghost Masks, who abandoned their physical bodies to appear as substantive souls, were even rarer.

The Third Evil, Mei Jieyi, truly experienced what it meant to "play the pig to eat the tiger." A slovenly, blind old man had come within a hair's breadth of shattering his soul into oblivion.

Ye Fei did not dare to be the least bit negligent toward these two; although he did not know if they harbored ill intent, he had no desire to make enemies of them.

The grilled catfish was golden-brown and fragrant. Taking a bite, it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with skin that crunched and meat that was succulent.