My granddaughter actually has this kind of talent, she is simply amazing!

What! You raised a tiger! Old Mother Sheng dropped the shoe sole she was holding in her hand. Indeed, she had not guessed wrong; that wound was indeed something only a fierce beast could inflict.

It was just that she had not expected the tiger to be raised by her granddaughter. She had assumed her granddaughter had snatched food right out of the jaws of a fierce beast.

It had to be said that Old Mother Sheng was Sheng Wanqiu's number one superfan, able to come up with such a delightfully fantastical idea.

Snatching food from the jaws of a fierce beast? Did she really think her granddaughter was a Super Saiyan!

Gu Chen did not retreat in the slightest, surprise flickering in his eyes. With a sudden change of thought, he recalled all the sword moves and techniques he had just prepared to unleash. Instead, he channeled the Lan Art with all his might, using the Lan Sword to meet Chen Ying's sword strike head-on, seeming determined to let the full might of Chen Ying's blow land squarely on the Lan Sword.

She hurriedly ran over in three steps and two steps, explaining to the hotel security staff that they were guests of the presidential suite on the 33rd floor, and that Chu Jiaoyang was her younger sister who had come to look for her friend.

Su Simin felt a tinge of regret; a scene like this was simply too perfect for her imagination to run wild with, and she only hated that the time was far too short.

Downstairs, Wu Boyang pondered for a moment before calling Wu Yaqiu again to ask if she had time to come back home for the weekend.

Hachi'er and Tumi, much like the chieftains of the various Hu tribes, saw their complexions grow increasingly pale! The impact of those severed heads brought them was undoubtedly immense! Furthermore, Lü Bu's display of military might was meant to make everyone fully understand the formidable strength of the Han army.

Hearing Yun Liuli's words, Sheng Kang instinctively looked toward Fu Huanting. Seeing Fu Huanting's lips pressed into a thin line, silent and wearing an inscrutable expression, he could not guess what Fu Huanting meant by this.

Zhong Ding nodded, yet he did not hear the information that would satisfy him, because these were no secrets. Anyone who paid even the slightest attention to the forces of Shangfu City knew all of this. Moreover, this time the Demonic Cult had walked openly into the light, so such information could be found with a simple inquiry. What he wanted to know was what outsiders did not know.

Gong Yuyue leisurely placed his hands behind his back, lazily raising his eyebrows slightly as he cast a ridiculing and sarcastic look at him.

Opportunities to uncover hidden dangers were few and far between. Gu Chen deeply cherished this chance, guiding the circulation of vital energy within Wu Tiao's body to help him gradually regain his composure. At that moment, Gu Chen turned his head and met Yun Zhi's gaze.

He could no longer go on living, but his father still had to live on. Having a son who was deceived and swindled was still better than having a son who was the primary culprit.

The onlookers among the Tiger Warriors soldiers erupted in a clamor, none of them expecting that Hemiao would actually say such a thing to Xu Nan right in front of everyone.

Once Huasheng left, Madam Li slowly rose and walked back. After returning to change her clothes, it would be time for lunch.

Up above, Bai Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and was about to call Curtis up, when Curtis's snake body, coiled around the tree branches, gave a sudden shudder.

"Clan Head Jing, once Jingshu wakes up, let her recuperate properly. After the New Year, I will come to pick her back up to the Wind and Cloud Palace," the Island Master said.

Without the continuous attempts and repeated failures beforehand, he would never have been able to seize this single opportunity.

Yun Muqing had given away her youthful life and her soul. The trading market in this place was far beyond anything she could ever imagine.

Walking for another quarter of an hour, the three of them arrived at a spot with extremely dense shade. Looking ahead, the path seemed to be filled entirely with ancient, towering trees. Countless vines were entwined around the massive trunks, and the road further ahead resembled a black hole, exuding an eerie chill.

The moonlight tonight was splendid. As a gentle breeze blew, it gently fluttered the carriage curtains, allowing a few strands of moonlight to cast inward, illuminating the interior of the carriage in a hazy glow.

Subsequently, Han Shenyan stepped onto the stage and, amidst the host's good-natured teasing, accepted the golden trophy.

The moment he saw Hua Niaozi's red vital energy shooting toward Baili Tianchang between her fingers, Nalan Dijiu's heart instantly leaped into his throat.

"Stop spouting nonsense!" Guo Qingyun bellowed angrily. "What light green, deep green, white or pink? Since you were frightened out of your wits, how could you possibly see things so clearly!" Even as he argued thus on the outside, a wave of nervousness gripped his heart—Mingmei happened to be wearing a light green dress and a pink hairpin. Could it be that she had been bullied?