Chapter 35: Did You Cry?

Morte Trágica, Reencarnação: A Verdadeira Herdeira Abusa Toda a Família Virando-os Loucos O ano aquecido, sereno e isolado. 1278 words 2026-08-04 06:18:10

Liu Gongbo cast a cold glance at Lu Shijiu before reaching into his inner pocket to retrieve a teapot and cup.

"Let me!"

Realizing her role, Lu Shijiu hurriedly snatched the teapot and cup from his hands, poured a steady cup of tea, and offered it to him. Liu Gongbo pursed his lips and watched her in silence.

"Drink your tea!" Lu Shijiu pushed the cup closer to his face.

After a moment of standoff, Liu Gongbo finally reached out.

The Bai brothers had no objections. They were unfamiliar with the Water City, and having a guide would save them time.

After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, she decisively gave up. Thinking she would be bored just staying there, she went to find Mu Chen for a chat, but upon returning to the mission space, she found he was not there.

Princess Anya was rambling incoherently, her last sentence laced with a plea. Since that incident, the Prince of Qing had shut himself in his room, refusing to see anyone or speak a word. He had even eaten very little.

Fine, considering his old age, one tael of silver was no big deal. She would just treat it as a loss to avoid further trouble, lest he refuse to let her go.

Brilliant spells exploded in mid-air. Qu Qingyou—or more accurately, Yin Qi—wore a look of ferocity and madness, coupled with a sickly excitement that twisted her features into something grotesque.

Therefore, while Chen Jinbao might not care for the concerns of others, if Wei Lanlan sought him out, he would answer everything, provided it wasn't a matter the Martial Emperor had explicitly decreed to be kept secret.

It was hard to imagine how Chen Liao had stood by and watched as Su Li was being half-fused into the white peach tree by Zhuohua. It was fortunate that Qu Qingyou’s fall had interrupted Zhuohua’s spell-casting in time; otherwise, it would have been a miracle if Su Li had even a face left on the tree bark.

A younger sister? Well, that was at least an identity that allowed her to get close to the girl. It was just a pity for the original host; the whole world knew Qi Hao treated her as a sister, yet she had foolishly believed she had a chance.

Meng Fei had been in the arena for over a year, fighting hundreds of matches without a single defeat. His opponents were either dead or maimed, and he was known for his ruthless methods.

But now, Wang Qian desperately longed for Xia Fan to be a real superhero, the kind of secret agent working for the state to handle such illegal elements in the shadows.

"Recovery is certainly possible, but I don't know if he will still be able to inherit Hua Ruoxing's memories," the Ice Demon Bird revealed a fact that Momo was reluctant to accept.

This was the new world created by Jie Hong, where everything had returned to the primordial era. Due to the catastrophe, few humans had survived. Nowadays, the dominant forces in this world were the various shape-shifting monsters of the primordial mountains and seas.

"My name is Fuyun Nuan... Move that sword away, it’s covered in blood, so disgusting..." Fuyun Nuan pointed at Yu Pianpian’s sword with an expression of disgust.

Wang Dong scratched his head. Just as he was puzzled, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: if he could understand this place so clearly, could it be that he had been here before to scout it out?

Mo Mei, Tan Luo, and the Witch Immortal Yan Bo stepped into the bedroom. On the bed, the man with eyes tightly shut had silver hair cascading like a waterfall. His face was stunningly cold and elegant, comparable to the autumn moon. Aside from that naturally upturned corner of his lips, he looked somewhat different than before at first glance.

She was shocked to realize the opponent was a God-rank entity, but her assault did not falter, and the Flying Rainbow Sword shone even more brilliantly.

"Take it all. Aren't you hungry? Eat one piece now, and have another later," Chen Yuan said generously.

Of course, to be so effective and organized, there naturally had to be a leader. When Lin Zhengfeng left, he hadn't disbanded the White Dragon Guard, and their deputy commander remained.

This side of the mountain ridge was occupied by demonic beasts, each with its own territory. The stronger the beast, the more formidable its domain.