Volume 1, Chapter 139: I Believe in You

Although he knew Elder Yun favored Chu Ming, he had not expected the elder to be so blatantly protective.

Even Yun Xueyan remained remarkably calm, without the slightest grievance, regarding Chu Ming’s affairs with other women.

Shengxue located the wounds and was astonished to find that the Yuerong Xueyi had integrated into the skin; the skin at these spots was now as fair, smooth, and delicate as a tender bamboo shoot.

He never expected that the viewer count would jump to tens of thousands in the blink of an eye upon starting the broadcast, and it continued to climb; listening to the discussions in the live comments left him utterly bewildered.

Certain that Wen Ning was easy to reason with based on his earlier words, she set her sights on him, even deliberately adopting a fragile and pitiful posture.

Mu Yunxi could sense that although the object had shrunk in size, its energy had become purer, and the aura of that celestial being was being stripped away.

Sun Yu felt very uncomfortable during this meal. Although Pang Zhi had prepared famous dishes from the capital, he had no appetite, and everything he ate tasted like nothing.

The meaning behind his words was that staying in this cell for these past few days, eating well and drinking well while waiting for death, was worse than just being dead.

"What should we do, Ling? We can't stay in the sky forever," Xiaoyou said, looking at Kante on one side, then toward the three vampires who could fly on the other.

Quantitative changes led to a qualitative leap; the four-fold burst of the Spirit Demon Shot finally pierced through the Giant Spirit Shot, heading straight for the man in black.

Shengxue hurriedly stepped forward to recount the previous events to Lu Gang. Back then, under Ye Wuyi's guidance, the Yuerong Xueyi within Shengxue had absorbed a trace of the extreme seductive energy from the Heavenly Bell Pupil, which was what caused the Heavenly Bell Pupil to transform into the Heavenly Crimson Pupil.

This original super-series has now aired three seasons. Looking back at the viewership and influence of the previous three, it is truly a well-deserved classic brand of national television.

She did not intend to linger in bed, but she had been so exhausted these past few days that she fell into a deep sleep the moment her head hit the pillow. Had she not heard the clattering sounds from the kitchen, she might not have woken up at all.

Wearing a bright red down jacket, hair slicked with oil, and lips coated in pink lip balm, he sat before a bowl of instant noodles with an air of such unearned confidence that anyone unaware might have thought he was boasting at a banquet.

What now? Has she found out? Should we confess? Is the fact that Wen Ling is a Three-Derivative entity something that can be spread around?

No matter how much the Empress Dowager favored Wen Jinyan, she could not bear to truly punish Nangong Xiao; she scolded him a few times and let the matter drop.

Moreover, it appeared that this way of eating was unique to this establishment; one had to seize the opportunity to eat their fill so that they could savor the memory properly later, right?

Having traveled over mountains and through water, enduring great hardships and risking his life, how could he possibly give away the spiritual medicine he had obtained through his own skill for no reason?

The sight of so much blood left Yun Qinxue in a trance; those gushing, bleeding wounds looked as hideous as a nightmare.

"No, this is the first time I've seen this side of Mingxuan, too. It's quite nice to see him laughing and joking like this." Mei Yanan was momentarily stunned by the information revealed in Wang Lan's words, but she quickly pulled herself together and replied with a polite formality.

Yun Qinxue couldn't help but freeze. She opened her mouth, then chose to remain silent. How could she possibly say Dongling Yijie’s name? He was now a high-priority fugitive of the Tianyue Kingdom; mentioning him would only worsen Yu Jing's situation.

The air was thick with a faint stench, mixed with the distinct smell of smoke and alcohol, making one feel an urge to retch.

Sejuani was forced into a position where she couldn't farm at all, but TS excelled at map control and knew that in such a situation, a major fight was impossible, so they had to retreat. This time, the wolves' health was low, so Jarvan IV simply used his EQ combo and Smite to steal them, and Sejuani didn't even dare to look back.