Volume 1 Chapter 46 Confession

Leaving aside how he acted in class, the former owner of this body didn't have the slightest impression of it either, which was truly bizarre.

Though the three of them exchanged looks of utter contempt, they endured it for the sake of teaching Du Hao a proper lesson tonight.

Mu Fan spoke solemn nonsense. In truth, he had no particular expertise in the matter; without a recipe, he could only search the internet for how to make Mapo Tofu, as cooking alone could never produce the dual effects of glowing food and aphrodisiac-like properties.

Ye Feng sat cross-legged, admiring the unconventional scenery around him. Many of the trees, flowers, and grasses were species unknown to either the mortal metropolis or other realms. At that moment, the Dragon-Bearded Tiger came galloping over.

Huanye looked at Ye Feng, her body trembling slightly. Having long been the target of mockery and bullying, she had become exceedingly unconfident and timid.

"Come in!" Jiang Tianyu lowered his hands and placed them crossed upon his desk.

Originally on this second floor, although You Pi was the newest arrival, his family background was humble. Routine chores like running errands and pouring water were directly delegated to him by these descendants of scholars, leaving him at the very bottom of the social hierarchy.

Liu Meng chuckled and dismissed the matter with a few casual words. Liu Sanli was clearly trying to instigate and stir up trouble with malicious intent; their current strength was still far inferior to that of the Liu Fuyao brothers, and overreaching was simply courting death.

Relying on others only proved one's inadequacy. He had always believed that only the deeply insecure wished to depend on others, yet he never expected to find himself trapped in this very same vicious cycle.

Later, she endured the tribulations of the Passion Flower Valley, which left her plagued by the poison of the passion flower. Then came the Martial Arts Tournament, where Huang Rong's lofty moral lectures convinced her that her passion flower poison was incurable. Unwilling to hold Yang Guo back, she plunged off a cliff, leaving behind the comforting lie of a meeting sixteen years later to console him.

Once scattered, KO would certainly no longer engage in any guerrilla warfare with the opposing team. Firstly, continuing to do so would border on passive play; secondly, KO did not fear the Kings even if they were dispersed. When it came to individual combat capabilities, the Kings were not enough to instill fear in KO.

By this time, Xue Xiaotong, shivering uncontrollably, had already been scared out of her wits, her consciousness somewhat blurred. Clearly, she was in no condition to persuade Leng Ran.

Ghost Hand was utterly exasperated by this blockhead of a teammate. That card was exceptionally powerful and would have been of immense help in their current predicament.

"Does the coffee here smell fragrant?" The old man asked unconcernedly, following up with another question.

Songyang knew that Wang Chen was protected by the Xuantian Eight-Trigrams Robe. Although the blood snakes summoned by his Soul-Devouring Staff could not injure him, they would at least throw him into disarray. Yet he never expected that Wang Chen would merely let out a light snort and freeze the endless horde of blood snakes completely in place.

Those pitch-black eyes seemed to obscure the whites all around them. The hollow eye sockets looked like the depths of the Ninefold Netherworld, filled with boundless vicissitudes, desolation, and bottomless darkness. Looking at them naturally evoked an infinite sense of loneliness in one's heart, as if this darkness possessed a magical power of its own.

"How long are we going to keep fighting like this? Dawdling and dragging our feet—can't we get serious for once?" Qing Du complained somewhat.

My cousin and I slept in the same bed. I suddenly remembered that when I got out of bed earlier, his side of the bed had been empty, yet when I returned, he was back there again. So, what had my cousin just gone off to do? I gave his body a gentle nudge, but he was fast asleep. Seeing that he wouldn't wake up, I simply went back to sleep myself.

In less than a minute of wailing sirens, over twenty police cars had already pulled up to the plaza! Yet Xiao Feng showed not a single trace of surprise. Instead, a slight, mocking smile curled the corner of his lips as he fished out his phone and placed a call to Zhang He.

Kamio Misuzu felt helpless regarding her mother's impulsive and erratic nature. She smiled apologetically at Gin Ichimaru, and just as she was about to put in a good word for her mother, she was cut short by a single glance from him.

"Hmph! Merely a fire spirit of the Flaming Mountain with less than five hundred years of cultivation, you actually think you can block me, Nezha?" Nezha's expression looked rather unpleasant as he swept his fiery spear fiercely forward. Instantly, a massive fire dragon let out a roar and lunged toward those pale-white flames.

Fang Huanchen swept out a cloud of five-colored phosphorus powder, and his expression changed abruptly. The defensive power of these five-colored phosphorus powder was little different from the defense previously generated by the Five-Colored Vermilion Bird. It seemed that the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light and the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique would be unable to achieve their effects here.

With two deafening crashes, five-colored fluorescent light and white ice crystals burst into the air. The soldiers' crystal-light barrier required very little effort to withstand the full-strength attacks of Long Wu and Feng Xiao.

Although his ability to fight opponents of higher realms was formidable, his actual cultivation base was still at the early stage of the Fusion realm, which pushed his limits beyond the extreme.

"As you command, Master." Upon hearing this, the humanoid fierce beast, the Five-Colored Dove, bowed respectfully to Jian Feng.

However, before Feng Tianji departed, the two of them had to store some of their fine treasures inside his spatial ring so that Feng Tianji could make bartering transactions if the opportunity arose.

In that case, the Master of the Tongtian Cult could absorb the chaotic energy within his own body, while the golden silkworm could absorb the saintly soul energy generated within his body—wouldn't that be a perfect arrangement?

As a rule, any major faction could always produce one or two Martial Saints. Compared to Liangzhou, it felt as though they belonged to two entirely different worlds.

"Because I felt it was unnecessary, I haven't moved from over there." Chen Li pointed to a corner of the green belt not far away.

The golden, physical sword energy rushed out of the top-grade soul weapon 'Metamorphosis' sword, instantly transforming from a length of ten feet to a hundred feet, fiercely meeting the roaring golden electric dragon head-on.

Therefore, in the single second after she embraced him, Karl first froze inevitably, then shuddered violently. A wave of intense revulsion at being touched by another surged through his heart, and subconsciously, he wanted to rip her off and throw her away.

An afternoon that should have been peaceful and serene was instead playing host to a cruel massacre in this region.

His palm landed without the slightest warning. Liao Li took the blow squarely, letting out a bizarre, pained yelp as he was nearly knocked flat to the ground.

Granny moved a stool over and sat nearby, holding a cattail leaf fan. She fanned herself while smiling, listening to our joyful laughter.

Yet Si Hengjin could sense that her mood was very poor. He reached out and took Li Shuoxi's hand, wanting to bring her some warmth, just as Li Shuoxi had once brought warmth to him—only to realize the moment he grasped it that he had forgotten how.

He had been dispatched on a diplomatic mission by Cao Rui, sent to reprimand Sun Quan for his perfidy and demand that he surrender Hefei.

"Can you have your eldest imperial sister give me two copper coins?" Xie Qiao asked, looking at him with a hint of hesitation.

Indeed, over the years, Si Hengjin had figured out his lifestyle habits completely, and he was equally clear about his background. Recently, this person had been walking closer to Wang Yijie than he himself was. Thinking along these lines, Li Shuoxi felt he had suffered a huge loss and prepared to start questioning him.