Volume 1, Chapter 42: The Second Acupuncture Session
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Inside the room, Duan Wuhen concentrated entirely, precisely inserting silver needles one by one into the acupoints all over Yan Xiyue's body. The moment the needles entered her flesh, soft whimpers tinged with a delicate allure inevitably escaped Yan Xiyue's lips.
"Mmm... It hurts a bit, you should be gentler."
Yan Xiyue's moans echoed softly through the room.
"Bear with it a little longer, it will be over soon," Duan Wuhen gently reassured her, though his hands did not pause for even a second.
Stimulated by the silver needles, Yan Xiyue's voice grew even more charming: "Ah... So comfortable..."
Sounds that stirred the imagination kept drifting out from the room.
This utterly infuriated Di Qingcheng, who was eavesdropping outside the door, and several times she had to hold herself back...
Chen Yi gazed at me with an expression that revealed no emotion. Although I knew in my heart that this was a sham confession I had made in a joking manner, a sudden wave of tension still washed over me, because I cared deeply about how Chen Yi would answer me.
The words of these two not only caused Huang Mingyue's face to darken, but even darkened the expression of Xuanyuan Tianxin.
Yet the moment Xingtian appeared, the Yellow Emperor, Ji Xuanyuan, also moved. He knew full well that Yinglong could practically never be a match for Xingtian. Almost simultaneously with Xingtian's battle-axe striking out, Ji Xuanyuan hurled the Xuanyuan Sword from his hand.
"What... is this?" Xuanyuan Tianxin watched as the green light swept deep into the forest and vanished without a trace, a look of profound shock still lingering on her face.
Therefore, the atmosphere at this moment was completely one-sided, leaving them with practically no desire to spare their lives.
At least, between Lü Zhuo and Liu Xie, no rift had formed yet. Lü Zhuo believed that before the Central Plains was pacified, Liu Xie would never turn against him, because Liu Xie could not do without him. As for the future—Lü Zhuo's lips curled into a cold sneer; he was by no means a soft persimmon to be kneaded at whim.
The music of the zither played in ripples, and suddenly another melody followed closely behind, the sounds of the two instruments intertwining like heavenly music.
A beam of golden light instantly rose from beneath Zhuang Junlan's feet, enveloping her within it, while her aura was simultaneously sealed away inside as well.
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As the words fell, the divine dragon was suffused with a dazzling golden radiance. Bathed in this brilliant light, many people in the valley cried out in surprise and hurriedly raised their hands to shield their eyes.
Ye Kai rarely smiled like this. He gazed fixedly at the dominoes on the table, not raising his head to look at Xiao Bieli.
His heartstrings vibrated; he wanted to use the hook in his hand to pry open this curtain of red, to pierce through it, but his reactions had already grown dull and his movements sluggish. By the time this bright crimson vanished, the Wild Rose Sword was already pressed against his throat.
The sole taboo was not to come into conflict with other immortal second generations, as that easily sparked friction between two clans and caused one's elders to grow distant, resulting in losses far too great.
It was to be handed over to the Flood Dragon Emperor, who had not yet been completely tamed. Fortunately, however, once the Flood Dragon Emperor entered the Endless Abyss, naturally someone would help manage him, so there was no need to worry about him ruining things.
Seeing her left hand, all his pain came flooding back. No one knew how much more arduous the struggle was within his heart. As the saying goes, mirror flowers and water reflections cannot be truly seen through; in the end, everything turns to emptiness.
The Yunze region, situated deep inland, was starved of marine products to the extreme. At that time, kelp was an extremely rare commodity; if a family held a funeral, a single bowl of kelp would count as a distinct, major dish.
Both Yuxuan and Kelan had answered three rounds, yet the two sides were still tied in scoring. In the previous game, after Yuxuan finished answering the questions posed by Kelan, as long as Kelan failed to answer Yuxuan's questions, the finalist would be determined. Generally, anyone who entered the second finale track just needed to retrieve the flag.
Yang Tian said, "Because I want to see what you look like when you crawl on the ground." Even the fingertips of Ye Kai turned freezing cold, and he practically yearned to lunge forward and pour this entire pot of cold water down the man's neck.
What on earth was this guy doing? Was he planning to stockpile interference lines and then instantly obliterate "Does Not Wear Long Johns" all at once? But because of his earlier mistake, "Does Not Wear Long Johns" was already in a very passive position. "Riding a Horse with a Horizontal Saber" had at least seven or eight interference lines on hand; if he sent them over, wouldn't the effect be even better?
At this moment, Zhu Ling walked up beside me, and I noticed something shaking at the back of her head, prompting me to steal a glance out of the corner of my eye. When I realized what it was, I nearly vomited.
Normally, he did watch live streams quite often on the Keyuan platform, but he rarely watched Baodi's broadcasts.
Sometimes, he felt an indescribable curiosity and terror toward this world: curiosity because many things had yet to be experienced, and terror born of a fear of the unknown. A heart filled with trepidation yearned to grow up, yet simultaneously dreaded the process of growing.
Sun Sisheng's purpose in coming was not pure to begin with; this trip was strictly for the merit points of that year, or else she would never have come.
Had it been the past, Gao Cuilan would have let him kiss her, but knowing someone else was nearby and feeling deeply shy, she gave Zhu Ganglie a little shove.
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Ceng Dai inwardly clicked her tongue in amazement, feeling that these two were undoubtedly the most adept at being smooth and worldly among everyone present.
By the end, perceiving that Ceng Xiu had relaxed her stance and guessing that she was somewhat tempted, she decided not to say much more.
Yet it still seemed insufficient. The unmastered spiritual energy churning wildly both inside and outside her body had not yet dissipated, lingering all around her and wrapping her tightly like an unyielding gel, yet impossible to be absorbed by her nearly saturated meridians.
"Mad, truly mad!" Everyone was intoxicated; the bidding range had far exceeded the amounts they had anticipated.
"Why on earth do you believe that this Lord of Sea Demons can break the shackles of heaven and earth?" Wu Hao asked curiously.
"No! President Han, it's just that Bu Mei and the others are in a bit of trouble?" Saying this, Du Chengliang's face fell, and he hastily spoke.
Yu Ling'er glanced at Ao Chen, who had lost consciousness and retained not a shred of the aura of the Chaos God or the Guardian Long Potian, and let out a soft sigh. With her intelligence and discernment, she had already faintly guessed what the outcome was.
Linglong Jiao was terribly anxious, yet her thoughts remained sluggish and motionless, as if she had no idea what to do whatsoever.
Therefore, Xuan Qingxuan held absolute authority among them all. Besides, this Qi Hui was truly looked down upon by everyone; he must have done something to displease the Senior Sister this time, and he was definitely in the wrong.
"There's no trouble, the culprit is right here. Here, this is your gun!" Li Tian handed the pistol over as he spoke.
When he returned home, he happened to see his father, Zhang Chengli, actually at home, and immediately said with excitement.
Ye Wudao wore an expression implying he had his own clever methods. "What are you afraid of? When have I ever let you suffer a loss?" Hearing these words, Tantai Jingzang grew even more indignant, still aching over that piece of basalt jade to this day.
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