Volume 1, Chapter 24: How Dare You Drug Me?

Xiao Huai caught Yaoyan as she sank slowly onto the bed, kissing her lips tenderly while holding her tightly in his arms, a surge of desire rising within him to become one with her.

"Do you know that the Empress's position has remained vacant?" Hongqiu winked at the two women before her, convinced they had no idea.

"Stop messing around. Your young master wouldn't like me." Even if he did, I wouldn't like him back anyway.

Tan Junmo smiled, turned his head, and continued walking away. At the very least, Ji Shushu had asked him a question or two as he left today. Could this be considered progress in their relationship? If so, it made his arduous thousand-mile journey worthwhile.

"I just want to live comfortably in this house. Is there any point in you guarding against me as if I were a thief?" Shangguan Qing'er said.

If this were the society of her past life, Li Feng would never have spoken of such distressing matters to an eight-year-old child.

Pellet guns do not require arm strength and can fire continuously. The archers were the ones who suffered; their ability to fire repeatedly was very weak. Even soldiers on the battlefield could rarely draw their bows more than ten times before their arms grew too weary to continue.

Following this, the man fell from his horse. Those around him rushed forward in a panic, shouting things in sharp, piercing cries, and the snowy carnage, which had just begun to calm, erupted once more.

Zhang Peng did not realize that Princess Taikang knew nothing, while the Princess skillfully followed Li Feng's lead with her questions.

However, some exceptionally gifted demonic beasts can speak human language as early as the Martial King level, the Black Flood Dragon being a typical example.

Finally, Mo Junyu said nothing and sat back down in his chair, though the look he cast toward Hua Fei no longer held any trace of contempt.

One must know that when an ordinary cosmic star-refiner applies for a credit card at the Interstellar Bank, the starting limit is only ten thousand Galactic Credits.

Fan Jian revealed a mouthful of yellowed teeth, chuckled, and retrieved the cigarette butt he had extinguished moments ago from his pocket, lighting it up and taking two heavy, smacking puffs.

She had encountered troublemakers at the Emperor KTV last time, and she hadn't expected another incident so soon. She didn't mind summoning Ye Ning again, though she wondered if Ren Hongxing could withstand the blow of having his establishment shut down.

Lin Yixue felt as if her brain had ground to a halt; her body felt as though it had been struck by a paralysis spell, and no matter how much she wanted to leave, her limbs refused to obey.

He swept his gaze over the chaotic emergency room. Police were on the floor collecting vomit and some stringy, disgusting worms, though the worms were no longer moving and appeared dead. On the operating table, a man lay dead, his entire body blackened, eyes wide with terror and mouth agape in a gruesome expression.

"How is that possible? I’ve never even heard that such eerie things existed in the Naihe Valley!" Mr. Li gasped, his breath hitching. This was too unbelievable! If that were truly the case, why were there no legends about it in the village?

Had it not been for Qinglin’s intervention, Yan Song and Li Fanchen would certainly have been among the thirty-two elite, as they had already gained the recognition of the three great families.

A flash of violet fire streaked by, and the four leaders of the Snake-People tribe each received a slap, flying backward as they spat blood.

A torrential force surged from the Golden Armor's hands, yet the moment it traveled three meters away, it dissipated as if turning into a gentle breeze.

"We’ll have to treat a dead horse as if it were still alive—what other choice is there? Do you have a better idea than mine? If not, get ready to move, I’ll provide cover," Yin Canghun said. Behind him, the mummified corpse remained oblivious to the impending disaster, still emitting low, guttural roars.

To think that in his past life, he was one of the thirteen great Demon Lords of the Demon Realm, leaving behind a fearsome reputation across all the heavens and myriad worlds. He was undeniably powerful, yet when he encountered that Great Emperor of the Immortal Realm, didn't he end up being slapped into the turbulence of space-time?