Chapter 31: The Long-Nosed Bat

However, the music was truly abysmal; it couldn't even manage to sing a single line without going off-key.

The haughty way Le Bing waved her hand now was exactly like the gestures the masters in the inner palace used to command their servants.

The luxurious carriage was pulled by four green-scaled horses—third-tier spirit beasts—which were quite different from the sweat-blooded horses of common folk.

It was the height of summer, and Yang Yuhuan, with her full-figured physique, was covered in a thin layer of sweat. As she danced, she slightly pulled at her clothes to fan herself, revealing glimpses of fair, supple skin at her chest.

The moment Zhu Da caught the scent, he subconsciously recalled the smell he had encountered on the outskirts of Zhengjiaji—a place crowded with people and lacking sanitation, which inevitably produced such an odor. When he entered the settlement, he found it little different from what he had imagined.

"Xinglian!" Si Fengjingyue gripped the already terrified Zhang Qin'er with one hand while anxiously watching the two sides locked in combat.

Whether it was because his prayers worked or because his uncle's constant nagging had helped him calm down, Liu Yang managed to control the force on the clutch, and the van started successfully.

The Twelfth-Grade Merit Golden Lotus was a magical treasure second only to the three great primordial artifacts; if its space was this vast, one could only imagine the others. This meant that when the time came, they would have to be like Buddhism and carve out a domain to bear their destiny.

Yu Heng gathered some internal energy and pushed Gong Yuchen away once more. After doing so, she immediately channeled her power, stepped into her cloud-walking technique, and vanished in an instant.

The next morning, Yu Weijian began to absorb the spiritual energy from the desert gold-jade to practice her fighting spirit.

Jiang Lan did not answer, and the others remained silent; this was their greatest doubt. The prophecy on the scroll, Li Xiaoyi's sudden frenzy—combined with everything that had happened before, it seemed this was...

He believed the opponent must have a gun. If he shouted now, the other party might panic and fire blindly at the frosted glass door of the bathroom, and he could be hit by a stray bullet. Therefore, hiding behind the door to launch a surprise attack was safer.

Although Cindy had not invited Ling Xiao to visit, Ling Xiao still took Elena to Leicester City to inspect the sales situation at the Red Devil Supermarket in person.

After hearing Zhao Junjie's arrangements, Li Xiaoyi rushed toward the bow of the ship and jumped onto the reef. He then realized the bow was wedged in a crevice; since he couldn't push the warship himself, he had no choice but to...

Just as the members of the Central Team were about to ask again, another faint voice suddenly arrived.

I didn't want the school semester to begin; after all, vacation life was much more comfortable. On the first day, the school organized a mobilization meeting for the third-year students because they were about to face the high school entrance exams.

I couldn't be bothered to call those kids from the first year; I mainly felt that sometimes we just didn't click, as we weren't on the same level. I simply notified everyone to meet at the entrance of the No. 7 Middle School at 12:00 PM in three days—the day after Octopus returned.

However, the bull horns on his helmet happened to get stuck in the ground. Unable to pull them out, he had to abandon the helmet and crawl backward like a dog.

Mo Duo lovingly carried her back to the cave of Hou Tian, where fresh water, prepared daily by Hou Tian, and flowers picked by Lance were already waiting.

Although Shen Xiuying felt a bit shy, she greeted everyone with graceful poise before being pulled into a tight embrace by Luo Zhentian.

First, I wasn't close to Su Yinghe, so there was nothing to talk about when we walked together. Second, Su Yinghe gave me the impression of being a wolf in sheep's clothing—gentle and considerate on the surface, but actually difficult to get along with.

Thus, when he dealt with me, every word and every action was precisely calculated; he knew my weaknesses all too well.

"I am asking you, what is your purpose in getting close to Gu Jin?" Jiang Yun repeated the question.

He looked clean and handsome, was tall, and possessed a refined demeanor. His every move was elegant, clearly displaying the breeding of a noble family.

This was a private matter between father and son; it was not my place to intervene. Even offering advice was futile, as anything I said would be wrong.

I had always wanted to keep it a secret that Qiuqiu was Gu Tanzhi's child because I was afraid he would snatch the child away, and I feared the negative impact if the truth were exposed. I was also afraid others would call Qiuqiu an illegitimate child, and even more afraid of Du Heng being maligned. All these anxieties had become tangled in my heart like a cocoon.

"Shuishui, Mingming was wrong. She shouldn't have involved you. I apologize." Father Li expressed his regret and gratitude to Qian Shuishui and Mu Zilin.

Yu Shenlan was truly terrified. This was her first time in the ICU in her life. Watching the person most familiar to her lying on the hospital bed, that feeling of despair was impossible to describe in words.

When the two of them followed the three kings and saw the pale golden ape king lying on a large rock, a flicker of shock flashed in their eyes.

Entering the house, the decor in the living room was exactly as she had described to him in her dreams. Yet, she and he were no longer the people they once were.

A wife knows her husband better than anyone. Unlike Minister Ning, Lady Hu had poured almost all of her energy over the past decade into Ning Wei.

"My Lord, please tell Diaochan the truth!" Diaochan's face remained serene, without a ripple of emotion.

The Royal Music Bureau had naturally been destroyed long ago. Back then, the musicians and dancers of Qi's capital were world-renowned. In a time of peace, many ancient dances were restored, and with the infusion of barbaric dances from the Western Regions—like the Hu Xuan dance—it had been a period of vibrant competition among the arts.

"Don't worry, I won't die that young. Alright, everyone, get ready; it's time for class," Su Li hurriedly reminded them.

Ever since the Queen Mother had imprisoned her in the Heavenly Fiend Palace, her tone and attitude toward them had become cold and distant. Since being cast into the mortal realm and experiencing the seven emotions and six desires had brought no change, it seemed this Heavenly Fiend Star was truly heartless.