Volume 1, Chapter 42: How Could She Covet His Body?

"Your Majesty, this is inappropriate. Even a princess of royal blood must leave the palace once she is married. You have already given me more than enough; there is no need for such excessive gestures." Yun Jinhua dismissed the idea herself.

Xiao Jin'an ground his teeth in secret: Once you move in, you shall never think of leaving for the rest of your life.

Sigh, what must he do to make this girl understand his heart?

If he drops hints, she truly does not understand.

If he speaks plainly, the young lady is not prepared at all; if she were to refuse outright, they would not even be able to remain friends afterward.

Perhaps, should he just sleep with her first?

Turn the raw rice into cooked gruel?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Xiao Jin'an’s long, fair hand pinched himself fiercely...

"If you were not the one coming to redeem them, our Elf Clan would never let this matter rest," A-Chen said solemnly.

The scholar’s demeanor was relaxed, his folding fan swaying gently as if he were taking a leisurely stroll; the man in black was fierce and manic, his movements rapid, like a comet sweeping past the moon.

Setting aside everything else, merely gazing at this incredible palace every day could bring a qualitative improvement, a leap in one's cultivation.

Of course, I omitted the part about Luo Nianqing splashing water on me, lest they get anxious and seek a reckoning with her.

"What a formidable demon, what wicked and strange demonic arts. Indeed, all the myriad paths point to the same source. Such filthy and base methods, in your hands, have actually attained the rhythm of heaven and earth, bewitching the entire Three Realms and helping you corrupt all things. I must say, this is great skill and a great divine ability," Gu Chuanyue said.

Passing through the layers of palace corridors, he arrived at the garden in the rear of the palace; the garden was filled with exotic flowers and rare herbs, the fragrance overwhelming. However, Gu Chuanyue dared not touch any of these spiritual plants.

The minority follows the majority. The first motion was thus rejected. Since it did not pass at the level of the Divine Emperor, those below had no need to vote. The issue was treated as if the Dragon Emperor had never raised it.

Qian Yixiu kept saying it was no matter. She was currently at the very bottom of the social ladder, and it was rare for a "second-generation official" from a temple to take notice of her; she had to maintain this relationship. Moreover, thanks to him, she had earned a bit more money and even "connected" with the steward matron of the Song family.

Suddenly, Mo Liujin stopped at a palm's width from her face, raised his hand, and plucked a leaf from her hair.

Yet, I was so crushed that I could not breathe. I wanted to answer him, but the thoughts only swirled in my mind: I do not want to leave. My man is fighting for me; how could I leave? In truth, death is not terrifying. As long as I can be with the person I love, even death is sweet and happy.

Just like this time, Landon assumed that with the Hufelan family present, the Ethan Hawke family, having suffered heavy troop losses, would not dare to launch an attack. He did not expect, however, that before the Hufelan family could be struck by an outside enemy, they would first fall into internal chaos. Perhaps the Ethan Hawke family had received this news as well, which was why they dared to attack him without any worries about their rear.

Hong Jian and Master Long locked eyes, unable to help but widen their own. Before she could react, Master Long suddenly winked at her, and Hong Jian immediately understood that the old monk was telling her not to make a sound.

"Yo, quite thoughtful, not bad." Muttering to himself, he then made a gesture meaning "let's go," and the white ape vanished into the forest.

The newly appointed young chief of the Dai Min Town police station stood by the side of the road, his expression exceptionally cold and stern.

"Perfect, today I shall use your blood to sacrifice my blade." After saying this, the monk swung his blade, intending to strike.

Not to mention the brutal slaughter between the two armies outside the dragon carriage, Shen Hao had already charged onto the carriage itself. In terms of footwork, both Taoist Xu Ning and Xin Suran were far superior to him; by the time he had carved a bloody path and landed on the surface of the carriage, the two were already nowhere to be seen.

Looking across, the water-cultivator team really had fewer familiar faces. Some had been killed years ago, others had gone out for training and never returned. There were a few who had advanced from foundation establishment to the golden core stage, but beyond that, those who had made further breakthroughs were as rare as phoenix feathers, and not a single one had reached the perfect golden core stage to form a nascent soul.

The strength of the thousands of people in his hands was divided into many parts; each part was not powerful enough, but there was no help for it—that was the current state of Vol City.

"I suppose they sacrificed themselves here to cover their master's retreat." Shen Hao thought for a moment, collected the kunai, and tucked them into his belt. He was quite skilled with such throwing weapons, and since they were chosen by the Nightmare Hunters, the material must be of good quality.

Tang Yunyang was in a good mood. Through his contacts with Li Zhicheng in Shanghai over the past few days, he discovered that most of the things Dai Li had reported were indeed true. Even the embezzlement and misappropriation of funds by Chiang Kai-shek, who had been operating funds on behalf of the Tongmenghui at the Shanghai Stock Exchange, were proven to be true.

"Even the nation's intelligence agents cannot infiltrate that place. You know the methods of the Chinese Federation, Mr. President. They will use thousands of airships to transport a massive amount of personnel and supplies there. The entire construction site is guarded from the inside out."

That is correct. Compared to the Warrior Continent, the gravity in the Gold Secret Realm is eight times greater. This means that people accustomed to living on the Warrior Continent must expend eight times the energy to do anything in this Gold Secret Realm.

"But..." Han Wei looked anxious and wanted to say something, but when the words reached her lips, she realized she had no idea what to say. She simply stared at him with burning eyes. She suddenly had an urge to observe three minutes of silence for those innocent people who had died under Zhang Huaming’s hand.

Whether Tang Junfeng was sober or not, Xu Xiaoman did not know, but his words made her shudder violently.

A magnificent mansion stood resolutely; this was the home of the "No-Strife Villa," the number one estate in the North.

"Was Li Batian not injured? That is true; with his speed, it would not be difficult for him to escape." Wen Yuan said, his tone carrying an unexpected hint of despondency.

"If we are friends, don't be so polite. Look, we have already prepared everything; we can depart at any time." Lu Hao patted the pack on his back and said with a smile.

"Teacher, it is much the same as before, but now I have a stinging sensation in my brain and eyes," Liu Yihan said simply.

Although the Ghost-Worship Hall was much brighter than before, it remained very dark overall. Perhaps this was the style of the Dark Clan; there were some stone-carved statues around the hall that looked particularly ferocious, and the wall painted with various ghosts and monsters was still displayed there, looking remarkably vivid.

At this moment, the apartment door was violently pushed open. Yan Xilou jumped up, his face filled with joy.

"Alas, I am simply casting pearls before swine. Why don't we just find the spirit-monster and dissect it to see for ourselves?" Di Yunfeng sighed.

The three old men at Ningshan Academy also received the news: Qin Yi had gone missing, and no one knew who had done it.

The research base has just been put into use. Once it attracts the attention of Juying and they suppress it, what will we have to resist with?

The difference from before was that his face was now facing the sky, and his slightly open teeth happened to bite his own tongue.

The four guards withdrew their hands one after another. Di Yunfeng had been beaten until he had only half a life left. If they continued, he might just stop breathing and kick the bucket.

Yang Zheng listened intently, finding it tasteless. He turned his head to look at Blade Sister, completely terrified.