Volume One, Chapter 43: Admitting That Bingtian Plagiarized My Work

Shui Lingyue carefully put away the pills and had just exited the spatial medicine garden when she heard Ah Zhen’s voice calling from outside.

He didn’t want the video he recorded to show himself forcing Gu Yu; he wanted Gu Jinyuan to see Gu Yu’s cooperation, to witness Gu Yu willingly and gladly being with him, just as in those videos Gu Jinyuan had shown him three years ago, where Gu Yu was so obedient to Gu Jinyuan.

Elder Baili watched the bickering father and son with a cheerful smile, elegantly lifting his teacup as he enjoyed the spectacle.

Jin Feng certainly didn’t want Bai Yanlin to awaken Gu Yu’s memories; if that happened, the “bliss” he was experiencing would vanish in an instant.

People like Han Zirou were nothing new to the boss. At first, they all resisted, but in the end, they all compromised.

“Come with me!” Shen Peiyun’s tone was resolute, refusing to listen to any explanation from Wang Si. Her words were commanding, leaving no room for negotiation.

He had arrived empty-handed, never imagining that he would leave carrying such a heavy burden.

Amidst the deafening noise, he tugged at Yezi’s arm, directing her attention to his phone.

Gu Jinyuan entered the room where Gu Yu was confined. Gu Yu sat slumped at the far end of the bed, his back against the cabin wall, gaze icy and vacant.

With a soft “pop,” Wang Chen kissed Qin Lanruo’s lips, holding her close as he closed his eyes. Yet Wang Chen was not seeking rest; he wanted to test how much strength he had gained after taking the suppressed medicine.

His kiss was domineering and intense, layered from light to deep, as if he was pouring himself into me, stealing my breath entirely. He truly was a masterful kisser; I had never experienced such a dizzying, intoxicating kiss.

Moon ordered the three Witch Guards to book the tickets, while Tianci took out his phone to call Xu Feihong and the others.

Hearing that Wang Kun would show him around the environment, Zhang Yang understood Wang Kun’s intent and felt anticipation, so the group went directly to the ninth floor investment department.

Nezha was more than eager for Sun Wukong to keep causing trouble; if he could stir things up in the East Sea Dragon Palace or other dragon palaces a few more times, injuring or even killing the Dragon Kings, Nezha would be delighted.

As Qiu Ming turned page after page, he wore a constant smile, his eyes filled with nostalgia. He firmly believed that one day he would return to any world he had experienced, and meet those he longed to see.

After all, shipyards not only required construction but also skilled craftsmen to build vessels. In Xiao Mo’s domain, there was only one apprentice shipwright, capable only of making rafts. As for warships, that was out of the question.

The waiter could tell the group had encountered something joyous, their mood was so bright, so he went to prepare for them.

“Well, well, you dare assault an official!” The steward shouted with bluster, but the county magistrate had already withdrawn from the west courtyard.

The current situation was extremely tense—delay would breed disaster. Daoist Xiaofeng clearly didn’t want the pace of battle to slow. The purple extreme fire in his hand burned at its peak, dyeing the sky a vast violet. He finally dared to kill Lihuang before he could escape.

In the city, there was a wealthy gentry named Jiang. The Jiang family’s daughter, Meiling, was famed for her beauty, unrivaled throughout the city. Although Chu Xi was nearing fifty, with one wife and two concubines at home, he had long coveted Meiling, unable to restrain himself. Yet, due to the Jiang family’s wealth and influence, he dared not act rashly.

“No, it’s not over yet!” At that moment, Ji Cheng’s tone sank, his gaze fixed on Yanlian. He could sense that Yanlian was preparing an even more terrifying battle technique.

Their palms met, and instantly he sensed the extraordinary power of his opponent. With a single strike, the earth and mountains seemed to tremble, the surrounding buildings collapsing as if in an earthquake, a scene that sent chills through all who witnessed it.

The bright red SOS caught Jiluo’s attention. He immediately called a subordinate over to compare the image and search for the corresponding location on the island.

Tie Nanshan struggled for a long time, finally falling silent. The viper grinned triumphantly, opening its mouth to reclaim the poisonous cloud. As for Tie Nanshan, having succumbed to the neurotoxin, he was now nothing more than meat for the slaughter.

“Uncle, you flatter me. I’ve only picked up a few tricks while climbing,” Long Yun replied modestly.

At this moment, Lei Jun’s heart was torn. The physical desire for Zhao Yuyan was strong, yet his mind held him back, unsure of what to do.

“That’s right. After knowing me for so long, do you still not trust me?” Zhan Xue laughed lightly, showing no sign of concern or fear in his eyes, clearly confident in his own powerful hidden cards.

Arrangements had already been made for their return to the country: new identities, new documents, a whole new version of themselves, with only their names unchanged. Everything else was altered. This was a form of protection, a reward from the nation for those who braved dangers in its service.

With that, he rushed forward to kill, but the cultivators following were not to be trifled with—they moved swiftly and subdued the roaring Luo Zhao on the spot.

Without meaning to, Shen Fu had become a representative figure among them, being the first to marry a half-elf.

After nightfall, Zhang Xiu, Ji Ling, and Xu Huang led their troops back to camp, fifty thousand North Border soldiers retreating ten miles to set up camp.

Yuan Shao’s face showed hesitation. Just now, Xu You had said it was too late to send reinforcements to Changyi, yet now he insisted they should. What did he mean?

For example, during his previous clash with Esdeath, her simple instant ice wall not only blocked the bullets, but the ensuing explosion magic was rendered meaningless.

Before the wedding dress was delivered, Koji had asked Sister Shalena to bring photos and measurements from Lexington.

Helping Arcueid manage her bloodthirst gave him the experience to handle excessive information.

Before Shinji appeared, Jeanne had wondered more than once what kind of person Artoria’s Master would be. She never expected it would be someone she knew—and a Servant, no less.