Chapter 55 Clothes, Too Tight

Lin Yu bit his lip, steadied his emotions, and smiled, saying, “Sis, thank you. It’s only with you here that this place feels like home!” In Lin Yu’s heart, this place was not just a house; it symbolized the bond between him and Lin Shiyun. For someone who had never felt a sense of belonging, he finally experienced it in this moment.

Looking at Lin Yu’s expression, Lin Shiyun, who had been trying hard to control her emotions...

In the stands, seeing Long Chen standing motionless at the control platform, many people began to mock him. He had stepped onto the arena but wasn’t starting the refining process—was he just there as a decoration?

Hearing this, Mingxin trembled all over, his emotions growing more agitated. He smashed his fist into the two demonic beasts, roaring as he pummeled them like sandbags, mercilessly battering them into two piles of mangled flesh amid their wails.

“Without the Huang family, Liuzhou would not have its current glory,” Li Hai sighed. He himself was a native of Liuzhou, and after having ventured outside, he naturally knew what the city had once been like.

“You really think you’re something. If it listens to you, I’ll use my charms—so long as this toad stops pestering us,” Mu Qing replied.

He unfurled the map, and the others were baffled by the situation. Clearly, they already had the chance to capture them—why deliberately hold back?

The middle-aged cultivator raised his hand, and a surge of suction drew five jade slips to him. He began to examine them.

A little farther to the west lay the Pill Dao Sect. Even for a cultivator at the Core Formation stage, the distance between the two places was not short, so it took Yun Bohai more than ten days, flying with his magical artifact and carrying the two, to finally reach the sect.

Miao Qinghe, Fang Li, and Pang Qianqian had not sent Qin Fang off for now, thinking they’d wait for a better opportunity. Since Ye Yuncong and his son were absent, they decided to accompany Miao Qinghe and the others to match up with Yan Jiongming.

Everyone thought they were hallucinating. It was the first time they’d seen a duel fail—the barrier had clearly been summoned, only to vanish again.

“Teacher Zheng! Why must we work for them? Can’t we survive without this rainforest?” After the general left, a young man in white rose and spoke to the person who had been conversing with the general.

If one simply satisfied the requirements of the five elements, it would lack poetic grace; but if the artistic conception was just right, it was hard to achieve a perfect couplet—a true case of gaining one thing at the expense of another.

As his cold, merciless voice fell, several blades of sword energy blossomed in midair, instantly slashing toward Evie and Monet.

Ah-Dai had always been used to sleeping with others. When he was put outside the door, he slipped back in through a gap. Li Siyuan put him out again, but he squeezed his way back in once more.

Thinking this, Yun Shu’s steps did not pause; she continued striding toward the side gate at the back of the prince’s residence.

The next day, when Shen Mumian woke, Shen Lanfeng was already gone. As soon as she finished getting herself ready and stepped out, the leopard came running up.

“I—was only doing this for her own good,” Liu Hemei could only stammer, unsure how to respond.

Gradually, the waters of the waterfall grew calm, yet upon closer inspection, the blood-red tinge had faded by a third.

A surge of anger slowly rose in his chest. If he ever met Ling Moxian, he would have to question him properly about whether the agreement they made still stood.

“What corpse? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I only know you had the officers arrest my third brother, didn’t you?” Liu Yi stared at her, his gaze venomous, like a snake.

Those officials who had been lowering their heads to avoid Prince Jin’s gaze were startled, all glancing toward Marquis Qingfu, their hearts tightening, feeling an instant of petrifying tension.

Allow me to drunkenly tip the gourd and lunge forward. Lu Jiazi could only parry with his sword, dissolving the attack in three moves. Then, from six unimaginable angles—above, below, left, right, front, and back—he unleashed six sword strikes to seal off Xu Wozui.