Volume 1, Chapter 44: I Hope You Do

"It's not over yet."

After saying this, Zhou Jingmo leaned down and captured Jiang Yihuan's lips. He sucked and grazed her soft petals, and seeing that Jiang Yihuan gave no response at all, he pushed past them with his tongue, beginning to tease her recklessly.

Jiang Yihuan endured and endured, but finally reaching her breaking point, she bit down hard on the corner of Zhou Jingmo's mouth.

"Hiss—"

Zhou Jingmo winced in pain and released her.

Jiang Yihuan looked at him coldly. "I'm so sorry. Does it hurt?"

Zhou Jingmo wiped the corner of his mouth. Looking at the trace of blood on his fingertip, his eyes turned profound and dark. "You've grown up, haven't you? Learning how to bite people now?"

Seeing the predatory look flash across Zhou Jingmo's eyes—one that he reserved exclusively for her...

Despite saying that, Zhou Jingmo knew that when the finals arrived, Jiang Yihuan would definitely take first place, because she simply couldn't help herself.

Next, the auctioneer put up another item meant for lovers, a tool called the Inversion Heart Whip. Just like before, the winning bidder was again Ni Ba, at a cost of over a million spiritual points.

"Pardon my frankness, sir, but sacrificing themselves for the country is part of their inherent duty. And for me, doing research to help them is also my inherent duty. However, He Ning is a complete outsider; she has no obligation whatsoever to sacrifice anything for us," Professor Liang said with absolute fairness and justice.

Finally finishing the tenth lap, Jian Ningmeng had long since lost track of where her face mask had gone. Xiu Jiuyang watched as she panted heavily, with PM2.5 particles filling her lungs; if he had known, he would have just bought a treadmill for home.

She wore flat shoes, but her exceptional height still towered over most of her same-sex peers, making her look exceptionally slender and tall.

"Well, since he looks down on us, I suppose we don't need to make a move ourselves, right?" Ling Fanyue narrowed her eyes, smiling as she looked at the man suspended in mid-air.

Chu Boying felt her hand grip something and gave it a tug—a simple action that woke Xiao Qi up.

"Fine, I'll let you off this time," Qin Xue said with a smile after hearing Ouyang Ziyu's words.

By this time, the onlookers all around had finally reacted. This was no ordinary storage space; it was a special kind of shopping method.

On one hand, Lu Jun was not a completely heartless person. After all, having dated Lin Wen for a while, even if it wasn't deeply meaningful to a playboy like him, there was still a certain attachment there.

They were gripped by sheer terror. That power had merely swept across the sky, yet it made them feel a bone-chilling cold, a fear originating from the deepest depths of their souls.

A spatial ripple appeared, and the battlefield was left completely empty. Not even corpse fragments remained, having been blasted into absolute nothingness by that formidable ultimate technique.

Just then, Bai Qi swept his gaze across the surface of the water and said vigilantly, "We've been discovered by the Nangong family."

Shen Jun did not recognize what kind of storm formation this was. The cage formation lunged toward the circular storm formation. At that moment, Shen Jun was intensely nervous. When the cage formation collided with the circular storm formation, his heart leaped into his throat. The circular storm formation transformed into a blooming flower, instantly sucking the wind force of the cage formation completely dry.

Wang Yuande fell silent. He did not know whether he should expose his boss; after all, his boss had been the one who recognized his talent and given him his big break.

Heavy and oppressive, the crowd stopped their meaningless shouts and roars, continuing their stubborn, tenacious resistance.

As long as Guanding lived, as long as this idol of Jiangcheng's underworld did not die, he would forever remain a thorn in Cheng Qingyuan's memory.

The Demon Lord could not block every single attack. Being surrounded by more than a dozen people still left him injured, but the Demon Lord paid it no mind, leaping straight up into mid-air.

Shanhong aged instantly. His hands trembled slightly as he stroked Shanlong's face. Without asking, he already knew who had done this. He prepared to issue an order, mobilizing the entire city's forces to attack Flower City. But upon second thought, even when they previously mobilized the entire city against Flower City, they had failed to take it. Now, with their vitality severely damaged, taking it was even more impossible.

Ling Zuotian's dissatisfaction stemmed entirely from being exposed to layers of knowledge that were far too advanced. Had he ever paid attention to Earth's manned spacecraft, he would have been thoroughly satisfied with his current environment.

Seeing Accelerator stubbornly refusing to admit defeat, the other man did not press the issue. With a wave of his hand, an exact replica of himself appeared right beside him.

Only then did Huo Qingsong release those five people, sending them out to lure in more targets. Who could have imagined that among the remnants of the Chen King's faction, there would be someone of exceptional strategic intellect? On the day of the temple fair, they used the cover of the common folk to slaughter all five of them, leaving behind not a single trace or clue.