Chapter 49: Lu Zheng, I do not wish to climb high branches. Even less do I wish to be imagined as someone trying to climb them.

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As Gu Yao’s voice trailed off, silence fell on the other end of the phone.

Neither side spoke, yet one could vaguely sense the turbulent emotions churning within both of them.

Gu Yao held the phone in her hand for a long time until she heard a light, smiling sigh from the receiver, followed by the man’s amused voice:

“Gu Yao, are you worried about me?”

Gu Yao: “……”

She let out a heavy breath and forced herself to speak with patience:

Zhao Junbo said nothing more. Speaking of Luo Wei, at present, none of those close to the Luo family were free from anxiety.

Having managed to push the Holy Son into a disadvantageous position with the help of four wandering ghosts, it would be best if they could eliminate the Holy Son in one fell swoop; naturally, he had no wish to be disturbed by others at this moment.

Because the emotional fluctuation caused by a guilty conscience was too intense, it affected the child, which was why she felt so terribly unwell. A brief rest would make it better.

Datura belonged to the category of netherworld flowers. Long Wu knew that the Garden Master’s netherworld flower was certainly not a netherworld flower in the true sense, but it would definitely aid in the further mutation of the Datura.

“……” Ye Shu’s brow twitched involuntarily. Since when had the Great Demon King become so easy to talk to?

Generally speaking, powerhouses of this caliber were hardly likely to walk on foot. Moreover, given their noble status, they were extremely difficult to encounter on ordinary days.

He looked at Lu Xingfeng with a gaze of utter disbelief, his eyes seeming to say: You must be kidding me, you actually got up.

She came to the bedside, played with her phone for a while, and was just preparing to sleep when someone knocked on her room door.

A spark of hope for survival ignited in Sheng Qianqian’s eyes as she looked in astonishment and delight at Lin Zhongheng, who intended to spare her.

Yet that single tear plunged heavily into the softest part of Moody’s heart, a gentle, aching pain deeply lingering below the man’s waist and abdomen.

Upon comprehending the deeper meaning behind Feng Chi’s recent remark about “putting out the fire,” Long Yan’s fair cheeks blushed uncontrollably and she was utterly stunned.

Since they could not drive her away, they might as well play the good person for once and let this wisp of consciousness or soul live here for a period of time.

At first, those armored cavalrymen had not reacted. When Junhe’s cold snort reached them, everyone shuddered slightly, mounted their steeds, and departed in unison, riding tall and majestic horses.

After hearing this, Mu Manni was somewhat bewildered, because ever since she took over the Musen Group, she had never encountered anything so targeted and so severely beyond her control.

The wolf was exceptionally tall and mighty, with slightly long fur, full of spirit and overflowing with dominance, while growing a pair of snow-white wings on its shoulders.

“Hahaha, this child, why be so scared? Uncle isn’t going to eat you!” Feng Zhen laughed, squatted down, picked up Ran Luoxue’s slender hand, and slid a silver-shining ring squarely onto her finger.

Di Jiu hugged the snow wolf’s thick and soft neck, her tear tracks streaming down her cheeks into the scar on her neck.

Watching Hua Shiyi and the others depart with such ease, it felt as though she had personally escorted them through the tests.

Even though she was always kind to others, she truly found herself unable to smile at this matryoshka.

Meanwhile, an even greater shock belonged to Su Youqing, for before she could recover from the unexpected collision, Jiang Chengche had already dragged her out of the vehicle and pulled her into his arms.

Jia Xu said: For a superior, knowing how to recognize and employ talent is better than anything else. Everything else is fundamentally unimportant.

The Fourth Prince tightly hugged Han Fengyu in his arms, paying no heed to the emperor father behind him, whose face had turned as dark as a coal ball.

After leaving the company, I found the President’s car not far away. Then, instinctively glancing around and seeing nothing, I opened the door and sat in the front passenger seat.

However, had Fang Xuan not saved him, this Daoist Master Wang would probably have been torn apart by those strange beasts in the illusion by this very moment.