Volume 1, Chapter 38: Sleeping Drunkenly on Another's Couch

Instead, it was left out in the open. Lin Shaohua naturally dared not speak out against it, fearing that if she grew displeased, she might suddenly appear and choke him from afar, just as she had that night.

After inserting the old-fashioned ring-style key into the padlock on the door, he twisted it forcefully several times to no avail, then pulled it out, reinserted it, and repeated the twisting motion.

Then, the robot placed neuron-based helmets on those soaked in the liquid. Once powered on, they were plunged into a virtual world.

Lu Jinyao had a striking appearance. When he took the art entrance exams, the media hailed him as the "Most Handsome Art Examinee of the Year." Consequently, even before graduating from high school, he had already signed with Yaoxing Entertainment to become a trainee actor.

Following his lead, the others fled the dinner table, terrified that Murong Yue might punish them again if she grew irritable.

During regular training, she was almost always in last place. There was no particular reason for it, other than her penchant for laziness, which kept her at the bottom every time.

The six o’clock afternoon deadline was merely a process to let those trapped here struggle in their death throes.

"Although you could easily finish them off, please don't take action just yet. I dislike them as much as you do, but if the three of them die here, we will all be in trouble."

Yu Chuyao unplugged her phone charger, shoved the phone back into her suitcase with rough movements, and climbed into bed, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt.

"Rest assured, Miss. Since we have chosen this path, no matter how difficult it becomes, we will grit our teeth and persevere," An Yi said.

"Then what do you think is the most unusual aspect of this exam?" King Tianhai did not answer Xing Qingning’s question, but instead countered with one of his own.

"I don't think this place is safe for long. We should leave first and find a way to save our eighth brother another day," Ren Chongyuan urged.

The battle at Penkou was not yet over. The Yan army’s first wave of reinforcements had just finished preparing and set out, but by the time they reached Penkou, they encountered only retreating soldiers.

A beam of white-blue light, like an indestructible pillar supporting the heavens, suddenly erupted from the mountain behind the Moon God Mountain.

Everyone in the trial world was experiencing their first baptism; they would either be reborn through blood or shattered to pieces.

Having only recently returned to the country, she didn't have many friends. When she heard the knock on the door, her first thought was that it was Zhou Sibai, but to her surprise, it was Nan Sui who stood before her.

"Very well then, if you need anything, don't hesitate to find me." Cao Zhenhai flashed away to attend to other matters.

Liu Yan took a hempen chicken and pressed it against his back, channeling a wisp of vital energy into it. He let the energy wander through the chicken's body; while he couldn't cure the bird, the energy allowed him to sense the state of its health.

It is said that every elder in the academy has transcended the Thunder-Induction Realm, capable of taking on ten or even a hundred foes at once. Rumor even has it that the Grand Elder of the academy has long since reached the City-Crushing Realm.

"Thirty-five pounds, you... wait? Why is it so quiet ahead?" She was just about to continue when a sudden silence at the city gate forced her to cut off her words.

Yet, the image of that man—with his faint, wicked smirk, his devilish yet peerless, handsome face—floated back into her mind.

Moved, everyone hurriedly set down the cake. Ye Ning blew out the candles and joined them in eating.

With just that one strike, she had been swatted away by the Silly Bird. However, the Silly Bird had immediately gone to save her after the attack, and now, it was tagging along so pitifully, begging to be taken in.

The black dragon scales fell off one by one, and his flesh dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye; even with his massive size, he could not endure it for long.

Shen Lingfeng knew what she was thinking. Tong Xinya looked up at the petals drifting in the wind, her eyes slightly damp. Waiting for that day—how long would it take? Would it be another twelve years?

Stepping on a cluster of purple flowers, he looked closely and his eyes brightened. Wasn't that red flower stalk a safflower?

Si Suhuo had no intention of continuing to hide the truth from Ruan Mianmian. He knew full well how stubborn his mother's temperament was, so he figured it was better to be honest.

Thus, he tracked down Duan Jingye from that spacecraft; he needed to understand the full truth of the matter. Regardless of who was involved, he would make them pay the price.

Iris was not with them; she had run off just moments ago with the clothes and luggage she had left on the beach.

The attacks from the crossbowmen and flying rabbit knights were significantly mitigated, dealing mostly single-digit damage.

Su Ming pondered for a long time, but ultimately couldn't come to a conclusion. Whatever their motives were, he would find out once he arrived. He was no longer alone, after all.

Within the ancient city, millions of demons had taken on human form, living in the city in a bustling manner, coming and going just like the human populace.

Pang Yue was in no hurry to strike; instead, he secretly channeled the Innate Wuji Stele, observing the fluctuations of energy on the barrier screen below.

Judging by their appearance, they seemed to be mercenaries, but to be able to cheat in front of Qiana, they must possess extraordinary capabilities. Feng Zhao extended an invitation.

In truth, Su Ming’s Tathagata Sacred Flame burned everything it touched, but Su Ming had constrained its supernatural nature to enhance its heat, so it only evaporated the seawater without incinerating it outright.

As she waited for Luo Jingyang to arrive, Yang Qingluo twisted her hands tightly together, her face full of nervousness.

Luo Jingyang let her go, watching as she scrambled into the bathroom in a panic. His sexy lips curled high, the charming arc revealing an even more intense doting affection.

Several hours later, as dawn began to break, many thugs and hoodlums took advantage of the darkness to burn, kill, and loot. In a short span of time, fires erupted across the ruins of the outer city, worsening the disaster.

Observing the thick atmosphere of ambiguity in my eyes, Zhou Ze smiled to himself, snapped his fingers, and strode toward the living room.

Zhuang Feng gave a look to Gu Lingxuan and then glanced at the unconscious Huang Yong on the ground. Gu Lingxuan understood instantly, walking over to help Huang Yong up.