Volume One, Chapter 21: Volunteering to Share the Pillow

It wouldn’t be to the point of death, but would I be eaten by Naiog again? Just like last time? Being consumed entirely, then reshaped and reborn—though it wasn’t very painful and strangely even somewhat pleasurable, no normal person would want to go through that experience a second time. That kind of feeling.

A comment cursed the author with “dog author has no courage,” then quietly bookmarked the entire series, subscribing and tipping in quick succession, leaving a tip comment.

Sure enough, after insulting Dongyang Luo’s partner with some trash talk, the ground-dweller reached out to grope Dongyang Luo. At that moment, a hand suddenly appeared out of thin air and slapped him hard, sending him flying to the back of the group.

Charlotte sat cross-legged on the purple stone floor of the first level of the Void Tower. With each natural breath, faint violet flames gently swirled and billowed from her chest.

Although the Jin forces had seized a large expanse of territory north of the Yellow River, the people's hearts had not turned. Pursuing Zong Wang now would both boost the confidence of the hurriedly conquered civilians and strengthen the morale of the main camp.

It was clearly a deadly strike, a sneak attack from behind—one slash would take his life while he was completely unprepared.

Upon hearing Yuyi’s words, Tavil immediately understood the situation: Yellowstone Park was now occupied by monsters.

As Yuyi descended the stairs, his entire life story and historical deeds, including memories from previous campaigns, were fully revealed by “Yuyi,” though he failed to see the expression he had hoped to find on Yuyi’s face.

Suddenly, she missed that wild night, missed his youthful and vigorous body—that sensation she had not felt for many years.

Looking up at the voice that appeared nearby, she snorted softly. Consider yourself lucky this time; there won’t be a next.

“Xie Qiao, you’re injured. Rest a bit, I’ll go rescue Yudie!” Supporting him onto a nearby boulder, Feng flapped his transparent wings and flew toward the white giant web, attempting to forcibly free Yudie from its entrapment.

Suddenly, Dong Zhanyun tapped the puppet. The middle-aged man stiffened momentarily, then became motionless.

Fei Liang was pondering who could possibly be looking for him, claiming to be an old friend.

At the bow of the Eternal Starship, hundreds of fighter jets buzzed wildly around several Starbreakers, relentlessly forcing them toward the main cannon with wave after wave of lightsaber strikes.

“How’s it going on your end?” Duan Ruier quietly asked her husband. “Everything’s ready, just waiting for the east wind!” Song Dihui enlisted Iron Belly to play the part of a pirate to steal some elixirs from Duan Renyi.

Rumor had it that Wanbo visited the Wan Flower House daily to indulge in leisure, and today was no exception.

If they hadn’t focused solely on the big black dog, and if the dog hadn’t been so fast, Chen Hao and the others would surely have met a tragic fate.

The Baohe Sword was a rather common sword-shaped magical tool. The real Qing Shui Sect cultivator Tu Wan once wielded this very sword.

At that moment, the Bull Demon King slightly turned around and beckoned him over with a finger. Xie Qiao was momentarily stunned but then stepped forward. Just as he exited the cell, the Bull Demon King pressed a palm against his chest, infusing a vast yet gentle energy into his body, flowing through his meridians into his dantian.

Cui Feng twisted his body. Under the suppressive force of Huan Jun Peak, his agility was the result of rigorous training over time.

“Haha, good timing!” Piccolo laughed heartily, looking cheerfully at Uchiha Madara approaching him.

At that moment, he felt that the gentle hand of Ye Tian suddenly turned as hard as iron. Despite exerting full strength, he couldn’t budge Ye Tian’s hand even slightly.

Then, they joined in fishing together, strangely evoking a sense of “a united couple can break even the strongest metal.”

It meant they wouldn’t flaunt it outside to avoid trouble and thus would not betray the emperor’s painstaking intentions.

Though he had not gained great fortune, he had attained a more profound understanding of death.

There were still many memorials pending approval in the Hall of Cultivation. Nangong Xuanyu chatted briefly with Shen Zhinian before leaving.

On his deathbed, he passed down the ancestral “Xuan Yin Blade Technique” to Shen Yue, urging her to cultivate diligently and one day lead the Shen family to glory.

Especially in recent years, thanks to the foolish help of Yun Wang, they had earned a lot of money and even owned an island, living carefree and comfortable lives.

His figure flashed again, vanishing before the man’s eyes. When the man looked again, he found the figure seated once more in front of the dilapidated house.

“A servant is just a servant! What else can you do besides kowtowing? Get out! You’re disgusting to look at! ...Go summon He Mengshun!” Yin Rong frowned at He Zhu’er and spoke sharply.

Yang Lin and Zhou Yu had a rough time in Huainan recently. Usually elegant Zhou Yu now furrowed his brows, looking helplessly at the troop deployment on the sand table.

Luo even overdrew part of his life to transfer the souls of the Straw Hat crew into Enel’s body. Half his hair had turned white.

After staying a while in the factory director’s office and seeing nothing else required, Zhao Guoyang took his leave.

Li Kuan pointed to a nearby rice field and smiled: “See that field? That’s ours. Back when we were still in Taoyuan Village, that field was tended by me, Li Jingren, Fang Yiai, and Du He with our own hands.”