Volume 1, Chapter 63: Can I Be Your Girlfriend?

Lu Ning looked at Ji Chiqian, who had just sat down beside her, and the heat on her face instantly rose significantly.

Stuttering, she said, "Boss, you've misunderstood. He isn't my boyfriend."

The boss chuckled and said, "I know, you young people all like to say that, but he is quite handsome."

Blushing, Lu Ning returned to her seat, and the man opposite her looked up. "What did the boss say?"

"N-nothing much. Master, is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

Ji Chiqian was not particularly fond of eating such food. He noticed the boss bringing over a small plate of peanuts and two cans of beer.

Frowning, he looked at Lu Ning. "Children shouldn't drink alcohol."

"I'm already an adult, why can't I..."

Sensing Chu Feng's formidable power, the Solar Stairway wriggled its body and began frantically burrowing into the soil, attempting to preserve its branches and trunk through the earth.

As a Myriad-Man Commander, Zhang Meng possessed the cultivation of the fourth tier of the Heavenly Martial Realm. Having exhausted his potential, he had remained at the fourth tier of the Heavenly Martial Realm for over twenty years, and his foundation could certainly be considered formidable.

Hearing Fang Ruqin say this, Gao Xuan did not know how to respond either. Since there was nothing else to do at the moment, he simply followed Fang Ruqin and walked in that direction.

The topmost layer was snow-white cream, dusted with a thin layer of matcha powder.

It was time for the dormitory lights to go out and sleep. Zhang Chu岚's roommate returned, and the commotion he made woke Zhang Chu岚 up.

After returning, the news of the Emperor issuing an imperial decree to confine Madam Song-Zhao spread throughout the circles of high-ranking officials and nobility. People began to cautiously fear that Yan Jiaojiao, who had kept a low profile for the past two years, and there were countless speculations about her identity.

Because Gao Xuan had cast certain incantations upon Elder Lian Jiang, he was well aware of the movements of Elder Lian Jiang and the others. Even so, after Elder Lian Jiang entered the upper echelons of the Hunyuan Holy Palace, he vanished without a trace.

Ouyang Lian unconsciously strolled into a desolate alley. It remained pitch black here, save for the faint cry of a cat.

At that very moment, Gao Xuan's gaze fell upon a table right in the center of the hall. Resting on this table, Gao Xuan spotted a dust-covered scroll.

Therefore, whenever toxins spread to the liver, causing it to harden like stone and rendering it incurable, death follows. However, since the liver possesses the ability to regenerate, cirrhosis is not easily induced, and thus death is not easily brought about.

Fortunately, Lin Feng possessed the golden gourd in his hand, so he did not need to worry too much about spiritual materials. Otherwise, who else would have the financial resources to practice so recklessly?

"Did Aunt invite Bao'er to be a guest at the Left Prime Minister's Manor just to treat her this way?" Seeing a hint of belief in Mrs. Xu's eyes, Liu Bao'er immediately seized the opportunity to make trouble, her arrogant and domineering nature surfacing once more.

Under Wu Jiu's assault, all of Wu Hao's attacks were completely blocked. Although the two had fought for dozens of rounds without a clear winner, anyone could see that Wu Jiu appeared effortless and composed, while Wu Hao was gradually growing weaker.

Not daring to dawdle, the hit-and-run driver, startled by Zhou Yurou's roar, ducked back into the car and obediently drove it over.

No matter how great Murong Jingyun's anger was, upon hearing Mu Yueli's words, he resolutely lowered his bow, looked at Mu Yueli, and wore a questioning expression.

With the precious sword drawn from its scabbard, a flash of sword light resembling the Milky Way swept past. For an instant, even the wind grew still.

However, in this lifetime, she would never sit by and watch Nanyue Yu ascend the imperial throne. The more Nanyue Yu desired something, the more she would rack her brains to set up obstacles for him, allowing him to see it yet remain unable to attain it, leaving his heart to twist like a knife. And this Prince Yu should make a pretty good ally.

Yu Dongchen conjured up Lu Zuo's resume in his mind; indeed, he was an unshakable big boss, and he inwardly cursed the unfairness of it all.

Having collected Elder Lei's storage bag, Lin Feng tossed a ball of flames to reduce his corpse to ashes, while the Immortal-Imprisoning Array was naturally collected along with it.

Lian Chengjue feigned raising both hands. He knew Lian Huozheng's stubborn temperament; with him shielding her, no one dared to court disaster.

Just as this fellow stood frozen on the spot, unable to move a muscle, he abruptly heard Murong Cui's voice.

Cultivators are all afraid of death. The original First Elder knew he could not escape the next major heavenly tribulation, yet his most beloved son, Long Lin, showed great promise and a bright future, allowing him to take things more lightly without considering methods like soul-seizure and rebirth. After all, though soul-seizure was wonderful, it could not solve the fundamental problem.

Presently, although Wang Yun's branch held power, the Wang family belonged to all clan members sharing the surname Wang.

Like a sweet medicinal potion sliding past the ear and into the heart, those wounds that had long been hidden within and dared not be easily revealed slowly began to heal at this very moment.

"It's a deal!" Zhaoyang curved his lips into a smug smile. As he looked at Dongmei, his gaze grew increasingly frenzied.

Clearly, the opponent had no fluctuations of spiritual energy whatsoever, yet why was he able to exert such immense pressure upon her?

Qin Jiao felt a little awkward. Evasion was not her style, yet facing them abruptly made her feel uneasy.

"Then did your sister tell you the method I use to impart skills to others?" Ye Kai tried asking.

Although he and Beiliao were companions, Ximei was even more of a competitor to him. He had long wished for Ximei to die early so that he would no longer have to vie for Blue Fox's favor, but could instead become the direct object of Blue Fox's pampering. Why would he care whether Ximei lived or died?

"You have the strength, but I wonder about your martial arts skills. This isn't a place for a duel. If you have the guts, follow me." The evil man Huang Long turned and bolted toward an alley entrance.

"Besides, your body is warmer than that big yellow cat, and you're bigger too. Can I cuddle with you to sleep tomorrow? I'll be very good, I'll just lean against your side and won't move around wildly, nor will I disturb your rest," An Xiu'er added.

"Of course no problem. Being able to share your burdens is my honor," Ladu said humbly, his expression incomparably respectful. N/A