Deficit
"Yan'er, why won't you listen to my explanation?" Zhan Hen's arm remained suspended in the air, his eyes fixed on Tang Ruoyan as a growing sorrow filled them.
Qing'er entered first. After offering a bow, she walked to the inner chamber and came out holding a sandalwood tray bearing a pale purple gauze dress.
Even this was fine, Su Shi'an thought to himself. He wasn't going to spend the rest of his life with these classmates anyway, so building good relationships was completely unnecessary. As for the future, as long as his grades were good and his abilities strong, he naturally wouldn't have to worry about people coming to ingratiate themselves with him.
Heh, if that guy kept radiating such gloomy pressure, everyone else's lives would be nothing short of living in deep waters and fiery torment. But... damn it, why was she suddenly worrying about whether that guy would get angry?
The old drunkard's carriage was undoubtedly no ordinary vehicle. When the old drunkard had set off in pursuit of the faintest clues—whether he had done so deliberately or fallen for a diversionary tactic—once he left, that carriage became Yao Tiantian's sole refuge.
"Oh, look at you child, isn't it because Girl Diefu invited us over to have some nourishing old hen soup? Off you go back to settle in, don't worry about us," Fifth Grandma said, blinking with a knowing expression.
A year of parting made this night's passionate embrace even more intense, yet she... despite her boundless tenderness and affection, he could sense that her arousal was surging like a tide, and yet... she refused to let him touch her, refusing no matter what.
Tingzheng pulled Yueyao's hand and called out, "Elder sister." Tingzheng was always very well-behaved outside, and the people around him were constantly vigilant, so he had never been bullied outside.
However, that hateful Gao Peng was actually offline. Just as Lan Rui was about to close the computer and wait until she happened to run into Gao Peng online another day to ask for his help, Liu Yuxiao's instant message popped up.
That period coincided with the arrival of new students, and the school required all freshmen to complete their registration within a week. Yet, it wasn't until the night of the final deadline that Lan Rui suddenly remembered this matter.
Walking up to that person, his peach-blossom eyes—half-smiling yet not—narrowed slightly. After sizing him up for a good long moment, he finally realized something.
Qin Lu was tossed about until his body felt ice-cold and chilled to the bone. Logically speaking, he ought to have been angry, but hearing her delightful laughter melted away his anger. Gazing at her smile, his heart skipped a beat.
As for his own side, having the dignified chief councilor invite you to dinner, pick food for you, and patiently explain things to you was surely enough to make up for the regret of failure, right?
Yet his duel with Ye Gucheng was scheduled for tomorrow night; why would he aggressively storm into the Imperial Palace tonight instead?
Next, Su Ze and Shangguan Furong were seen jointly holding a bottle of champagne and shaking it a few times. Then, with a loud "pop," the cork was blown off, and the champagne sprayed out in all directions, drawing delighted cries from the guests.
With everything properly arranged, the next day Du Liru arrived punctually with the production crew as expected. First, they filmed Fan Xiaohui and Han Yang practicing martial arts with their disciples, and afterwards, they brought out two chairs and placed them in the center of the rehearsal hall, where Du Liru and Fan Xiaohui sat facing each other.
Jiang Xi and the medicine shopkeeper were escorted back to the Eastern Palace. A chair had been placed in front of the hall, and Xiao Suyu sat atop it draped in a crane-feather cloak, looking down with a condescending air. His narrow, sinister eyes stared fixedly at her without a single blink.
"Damned slave," he cursed angrily in his heart, forcefully snapping the piece of broken wood in his hand into two halves and hurling it against the stone wall.
Seeing this, Lü Zheng from the side stepped forward and said, "I'll do it." With that, he picked up the box and headed upstairs.
Li Xiuyuan could tell that Zhao Bin was a kind-hearted person who still possessed a measure of good karma.
With a single punch, he pierced through the half-human, half-beast creature's chest, crushing its heart, and simultaneously swept his arm horizontally, decapitating it right before its disbelieving eyes.
As everyone stepped onto the altar, a faint smell of blood suddenly drifted into their noses—thick and pungent.
The opponent actually dared to kill, and had even slaughtered so many demonic beasts; weren't they afraid of retaliation from the Heavenly Demon Palace?
The group of more than a dozen people was divided into two teams, with six in the Yaoguang star formation and eight in the Jupiter star formation.
Long Yuan nodded. Previously, when he was ignorant of the state of the martial arts world, he had considered the rule forbidding harm to ordinary mortals to be utterly unreasonable. But now, having gained a deeper understanding of the martial arts world, that notion of his began to waver.
However, a faint, dark, hazy glow emanated from the Prison-Suppressing Divine Armor. The aura it radiated was as though it came straight from the depths of hell, and that lightning was forcefully blocked, unable to inflict the slightest harm upon Lin Feiyu, nor could the sword Qi of the blooming cold plum break through the defense of the Prison-Suppressing Divine Armor.
Lin Xuan knew very well that these people clearly couldn't find him, but had managed to track down Su Ruobing's address. Therefore, they had pressured Duan Wei and Su Ruobing, leaving Su Ruobing with no alternative but to call Lin Xuan.
That being said, kissing her—could that possibly be her first kiss? If so, wouldn't he have hit the jackpot?
Watching Chen Yu simply lie down on the sofa and fall asleep, Bai Ge glared at him in disgust, then slowly stood up and walked toward her own bedroom.
At this moment, Liu Aolu and Yingying also came out from inside, and Xin'er recounted what had happened in the kitchen to Liu Aolu.
Thinking of classmate Zhang Yu, although she had taken my MP3 player, she helped me pick up my lunch box during lunchtime. To me, the value of a lunch box and an MP3 player couldn't possibly compare, but having someone care about you was an interesting thing after all. Surprisingly, I didn't even harbor any intention of asking for the MP3 player back from her.
"Only by doing this can we penetrate her plan and deal her the maximum blow without disrupting the Twilight Plan," Liao Tao said.
He narrowed his eyes, maintaining his detached expression, and then looked at me with those calm, rippleless eyes. I could only respond with a silly grin, suddenly feeling incredibly foolish. Wasn't it just going to see Yang Tian? That was my personal freedom. He... he... why did I need to report to him, acting as if I couldn't leave unless he gave his nod?
Hua Yuye executed a kip-up, turning sideways and spinning to his feet just in time to see Wang Chunxue kick out. He dodged backward, missing it by a hair's breadth.
"You can go, you can go, you can go anywhere! As long as you don't provoke the leaders of those cultivation sects or even super sects, ordinary Eastern cultivators probably won't be a match for you. Of course, that assumes you have some handy magical treasures on hand."
"Li You!" Mom rushed over and hugged me, grabbing my hands in a panic. Following her gaze, I saw a streak of red blood flowing down from my palm onto my wrist, and my head spun with sudden dizziness.
After being found and learning that Hua Yuye was injured, Ye Hongzhu had been frantic with worry. She ran all the way back, only to find that she couldn't even catch a final glimpse of him upon her return. She felt a sense of loss mixed with grievance, on the verge of tears at any moment.
The expressions of the guys inside the sedan car changed drastically. Even Lu Hai, Wang Hongbo, and Zhao Jiaye behind them dropped their jaws in astonishment.