Chapter 38: Marriage
While they waited for the dishes to arrive, Shi Yun secretly glanced up at Fu Siyu. After a moment’s hesitation, she finally asked, “Aren’t you curious why I suddenly invited you to dinner?”
Fu Siyu raised an eyebrow slightly and turned his leisurely gaze toward her. “There are quite a few people who want to invite me to dinner.”
Shi Yun pursed her lips, a trace of helplessness flashing across her face.
That was true. The man sitting before her had always been the object of everyone’s admiration. Her invitation was probably nothing out of the ordinary to him.
Later, it turned into completely unrestrained laughter. She even had to clutch her aching stomach because she was laughing so hard, yet the laughter could not be contained at all, and tears shimmered at the corners of her eyes.
Although players of other classes did not gain their attributes as evenly after leveling up, their total attributes increased by the same amount.
As Guanyin’s words fell, the Heaven-Splitting Giant Whip instantly divided into tens of millions of branches. In the blink of an eye, it broke through Sun Wukong’s clone technique. Immediately afterward, one of the branches wrapped around Sun Wukong’s true body and bound him fast.
The original inhabitants of Flame Mountain had no choice but to flee underground to escape the heat. Only the old man encountered by Xuanzang and his companions remained outside; no matter how Xuanzang tried to persuade him, the old man merely gazed at the mountain from the ground and bowed in worship.
Since Lin Yu had put it that way, what else could Kuang Tianyou say? Though he was frantic inside, he still forced himself to endure. Yet he felt that the proprietress was mixing the drink at an unbearably slow pace—so slow that he began to feel as though each day lasted a year.
“But I never expected that fellow to be an Ancient God!” the male Kiryloid said bitterly, as though he bore a deep hatred for beings of that kind.
There was no passageway, no side chamber, no niche, and no unnecessary embellishment of any kind. It was simply a rectangular burial chamber measuring a little over a dozen square meters.
As a result, school would also let out somewhat later in the afternoon, at around half past six.
Sensing sword energy approaching from behind, Zhu Kui was instantly enraged. Forming a sword spell with one hand, he drew the weapon from his back and fiercely slashed toward the incoming sword energy.
By the end, Dawn of the Stars’ voice had once again become almost inaudible. The girl was simply no good at lying.
Because the ruler of this star region could only barely withstand the erosion of his universe and power by that golden radiance by abandoning everything of little importance and gathering all his strength.
Gu Shaojun sat in a wheelchair as Hu Ruoyan pushed him over to Number Sixteen. Although Aunt Su and Gu Xinrui had suffered a setback at Gu Xinling’s hands the last time, they still came to Number Sixteen to curry favor and preserve appearances, intending to send off the bride as members of her maternal family.
These were all major figures of the Jiang clan, but beneath four thousand years of undead evil, they were like newborn infants, utterly incapable of withstanding the blow.
Since it was the third day of the New Year, the company had not yet resumed work. After thinking it over, he decided to bring her here instead.
The Empress Dowager gave a cold snort and shot her a disdainful glance before continuing to sit and wait for the food to be served. In her eyes, everything Mo Ran was doing now was merely the last flicker of life before death.
He could even sense instinctively that Jin Jiuling’s words contained not the slightest falsehood. That man genuinely intended to dispatch two teams of experts to help him.
After sobering up, Feng Dagang suddenly felt the urge to test his skills. Since he happened to know that Tang Yao was there too, it was only proper, both emotionally and reasonably, that he go find Tang Yao for a spar.
He wiped the tears from Zhen Can’s face and pulled her to her feet. Before she had even recovered from crying, he helped her put on her boots one by one.
“Why hasn’t that girl left yet?” The moment he heard the voice, Wang Feng knew that Xiao Xiuli had come back again.
He truly could not understand Murong Ting. After everything that had happened that afternoon, Murong Ting could still come before him as though nothing were wrong and even say that he wanted to play chess.
“Yes, exactly—the Buddhist ruins. The sight was absolutely breathtaking. Once you’ve seen it, you’ll never forget it for the rest of your life!” Qin Xuan exclaimed.