Chapter 48: Lost in Desire with Him-Vício Humano(Verão do décimo nono ano)

Jian Tang had never seen such a uniquely favored physique.

As flawless as a sculpture.

When stained with droplets of liquor, it exuded a bewildering allure, tempting her to plunge into the abyss.

Shen Suinian took her hand, guiding her to touch and caress every single line of those sensual muscles, just like the seductive serpent in the Garden of Eden tempting Eve to taste the forbidden fruit.

"Little Begonia, whatever you fancy, you ought to claim."

Her dewy lips parted and closed. "But you... are human."

Not an object.

Yet Shen Suinian told her, "I, too, am yours to... claim."

Vibrant and breathtaking, he seduced her into sinking and drowning in depravity.

With a hazy look in her eyes, Jian Tang gazed at him. After all, she was still young and had been drinking—how could she possibly withstand such tutoring of his...

Jian Tang had never seen such a uniquely favored physique.

As flawless as a sculpture.

When stained with droplets of liquor, it exuded a bewildering allure, tempting her to plunge into the abyss.

"Little Begonia, whatever you fancy, you ought to claim."

His low, sensual voice whispered seductively in her ear, teasing her already alcohol-numbed senses.

Her dewy lips parted and closed. "But you... are human."

Not an object.

Yet Shen Suinian told her, "I, too, am yours to... play with."

Vibrant and breathtaking, he seduced her into drowning in an ocean of desire.

With a hazy look in her eyes, Jian Tang...

Jian Tang had never seen such a uniquely favored physique.

As flawless as a sculpture.

When stained with droplets of liquor, it exuded a bewildering allure, tempting her to plunge into the abyss.

"Little Begonia, whatever you fancy, you ought to claim."

His low, sensual voice whispered seductively in her ear, teasing her already alcohol-numbed senses.

"Whatever you like, just as long as you're happy!" Lu Chen told Liu Mengying. From Lu Chen's perspective, whether Liu Mengying chose Zhang Fei or Liu Chan didn't make much difference; after all, they were both tank-type heroes and wouldn't disrupt the team composition.

In the past when completing missions, Chen Hao had encountered island nation onmyoji using onmyoji arts to harm people.

Yet her pale complexion and the forced smile she managed to squeeze out strongly refuted the notion.

"Hehehehe—" A string of raspy laughter escaped the marine's lips as he slowly raised his head.

"Don't talk nonsense. Who... misses him?" He Qingyun felt a wave of panic, closing her eyes under Wang Yijun's piercing gaze while her eyelashes fluttered incessantly.

Because at this moment, his long sword was embedded not only with a glowing azure space stone on one side, but also with another gem on the reverse—a bright yellow one, which was the Mind Stone from Loki's scepter. Both gems were set into the knight's sword right at the hilt, one on each side, reflecting each other's brilliance.

Disturbed by the interruption, Liyang gently let go of Ah Wei, patted him, and motioned for him to wait a moment.

The two Mu family elders standing nearby were even more dumbfounded. Heavens, not just one? Did that mean they were going to have two great-grandchildren all at once?

"That goes without saying. Although your biological father, Ego, is completely unknown in the universe, he is definitely a cosmic-level powerhouse. I can vouch for that with my character because, aside from cosmic-level powerhouses, no one else could give me such an intense sense of oppression," Yondu replied.

Tzu-yu swallowed her food, supporting her cheek with one hand in restless boredom. She was so willful, so casual, and detested dogmas.

Originally, she hadn't wanted to bother, but not only had this person's cooking skills failed to improve, today it was so sour it could make her teeth fall out.

This height was estimated to be around a hundred meters. On flat ground, it wouldn't even cause an injury, but in the central area of the Misty Spirit Valley, the gravitational pull was many times greater than outside. A hasty fall like this made these elite disciples of the Eastern Wasteland little better than ordinary mortals.

Consequently, one of her hands grabbed his hand and twisted it outward, while her other hand simultaneously delivered an uppercut from below, striking him squarely in the abdomen.

It seemed the emperor had firmly convinced himself that Yan Mingzhu was forever superior to Yan Ruoge, excelling in every possible way, even down to having a face more pleasing to the eye than Yan Ruoge's.

Greenery could not stop a crazed Chiba Aya at all. Wanting to make a move but fearing she might accidentally injure her, she could only keep blocking with her arm, trying her best to ensure Mu Zhiyue behind her remained unharmed.

He irritably raised the cigarette between his fingers for another drag, thin white smoke expelling from his thin lips while his brow was furrowed into deep wrinkles.

Rong Xi slowly released Tzu-yu, turning her gaze toward the troublemaking Yin Xing'er with a trace of bloodthirsty killing intent in the corners of her mouth.

Subjecting Long Xuelan's people to inspections—regardless of whether she remained chaste or not—her men would certainly ensure she was no longer pristine.

Separated by a doorway, Shen Mubai did not see that when the youth uttered those words, his eyes seemed to pierce right through, a hair-raising possessiveness consuming his entire gaze, yet the smile on his face remained gentle and harmless.

Yun Mo bit on a piece of dogtail grass, lying on the grass as he stared blankly at the blue sky, lost in thought.

On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, Gao Jun slept until mid-morning before getting out of bed. He walked out of his tent, lazily stretched his arms in a long, sweeping motion, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked out over the vast expanse of land before him.

The phalanx of infantry in front lowered their bodies, slanting their heavy shields, instantly revealing the neatly arranged repeating crossbow carts and catapults that had already been assembled behind them.

Everyone collided with one another on the spot, with the most miserable one being He Chenxiao. He Chenxiao had been right behind Yin Yang and was hit squarely by him. The impact was immense, causing He Chenxiao to stumble backward while the robust men on both sides also crashed toward the center. The four of them tumbled into a heap, with He Chenxiao being the most pathetic one stuck right at the bottom.

"Here it comes again, here it comes again. What did I call you here for? Was it for you to say things like this?" Wanyan Xun was considerably more irritable than before. Gao Jun had no choice but to offer an apology first before beginning to discuss his own opinions.

Following the peace talks, moving the capital had also become a hot topic of discussion, but the emperor remained tight-lipped on the matter and never made any public stance.

"What's the use of being happy? You won't actually let me pass the message to them, will you?" Su Li said unhurriedly.

Dressed merely in infantry gear without even unbleached cloth for uniforms, this regular army was now fully equipped with heavy scale armor, long spears, dao sabers, shields, and maces. Fine Shandong white waxwood shafts, Foshan iron from Guangdong, and Chenzhou horn bows jointly armed this force.

Yu Fei looked at Su Li. As he watched for a long time, he gradually became lost in her, forgetting that time was still flowing, as if everything had been frozen at this very moment.

"Why would Coach Hao say that? Isn't a team's command in the hands of the coach?" Golden Microphone asked.

How could Ye Zihan, who just a moment ago looked fierce enough to annihilate the Misty Cloud Sect, suddenly transform into a savior?

Rest assured, Dad. I will help you achieve it! I will never allow anyone to hurt my family again. Yousu, I will make you pay with blood!

Jiang Qingfeng fell into distress upon hearing this. He hadn't prepared any birthday gifts, and returning to the Bafang Sect empty-handed wouldn't be appropriate. He could only sell his carriage first, and not knowing what gift to buy on the spur of the moment, he purchased a pair of exquisite gourd-shaped porcelain vases.

"Can we go home now then? I'm starving to death!" Zhuang Qingqing sighed, patting her stomach as she spoke.

Wait! What does "our" mean? Wang Yuan began to frantically scratch his head! Did this "our" carry some hidden meaning of its own?

The hall was as opulent and luxurious as ever, exuding extravagance in every corner. However, when he last visited, it had been completely empty, yet now it was populated by quite a few people! All of them looked somewhat astonished upon seeing this group of uninvited guests.

Huh? This scene exceeded the expectations of everyone present; they never imagined that Si Zetian possessed such a life-saving method! What on earth was this barrier? It actually managed to block an attack from an ancient god!

They, who had once been so arrogant and omnipotent, how had they fallen into their present plight?

To clear her suspicions and avoid unnecessary trouble, Chen Qing invoked the hundredth princess. The leading city guard hurriedly sent a starship to report the news while having his comrades jump into the massive crater to retrieve the bodies and determine which faction they belonged to.