Volume 1, Chapter 35: Exchanging Flesh

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There is a window by the pool on the first floor, and from a distance, Shi Youqing could already see the silhouettes of the "father and son" inside.
Even if he and Fusu held opposing views, causing Fusu to look upon him with disdain, denying him high office, and stripping him of his power.
Back inside, Xiao Yuzhu brought out the jade pendant she had prepared. The Imperial Concubine’s eyes crinkled with such delight that they nearly vanished, and she hurriedly fastened the pendant to her waist, asking if it looked good.
Yet, from her damp hair and the pale, partially revealed nape of her neck, he still managed to savor a hint of seductive charm.
Qi Liangsheng gestured for the butler to see the guests out. The butler, standing guard outside, looked on with a darkened expression; it was his first time witnessing such a solemn yet casual match-making session. Neither the matchmaker nor the host showed a hint of a smile, and in just a few words, the match was settled.
It then trailed down to her collarbone. Nie Zhao tilted her chin up, thinking to herself that she could apply it on her own, but as she felt those hands continue to move downward, all the way to the rise of her chest, a ticklish sensation took hold.
"Cousin, I made this myself." Qiu Wangshu placed a serving of food into Fan Zhe's bowl, her face flushed with shyness.
Otherwise, if he were to pull her in too easily, Ye Wanqiu would rely on connections rather than effort, and in the long run, she would only be the one to suffer.
If they could bring back a large group of captured pirates and marauders, it would serve as the most direct proof of their overwhelming victory in this battle.
This time, Liu Zongmin did not object; he sat sullenly by the campfire. Li Guo also returned in low spirits. They only had three hundred men in total, all of them old comrades—to lose even one was a pity, let alone fifteen casualties.
Meng Chunyang’s taunt was obvious to anyone with a modicum of sense, and the fellow before them was truly reckless beyond measure. To challenge a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with only a peak Golden Core cultivation—this could no longer be described as mere arrogance.
"Duoduo, have you finally awakened?" Sen Ling bowed slightly to Sylvia, and after receiving a nod from her, addressed Doris.
By now, the three cars had left the city. The black sedan in the lead drove into a vast area of unfinished buildings, where several masked men dragged Su Ya into a towering, skeletal structure.
Yao Guang and his companions were still waiting for their ancestor to appear, while the others had passed through the spatial channel one after another.

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The Fire Dragon Boy ranked fourth. His fire-type spells remained sharp, though once he encountered a natural counter, his strength would be significantly diminished.
"We cannot retreat now; we are too close. If we pull back at this moment, they will trail us all the way. But have no fear, as long as we wear these official uniforms, we will be safe tonight."
Now, suddenly struck by such concentrated artillery fire, the earth-shaking explosions, like thunder, shattered their psychological defenses.
As time went on, Wu Wenwen began to understand something about her father, and there were several times she curiously asked Wu Jing why her father never came to pick her up from school.
Chu Yi and Song Ming were slightly startled upon hearing this, for when they had looked outside just moments ago, they had seen nothing at all.
I cannot remember when it started, but in the face of such things, I no longer react with the terrified tears or the soul-crushing shame and anger of my past.
Suddenly, the sounds in the void became rhythmic and melodic, resounding like the playing of a piano.
What delighted her was that, unlike a typical store, this menu not only provided the names of the dishes but also included photographs, giving it a touch of humanity. However, when she saw the prices on the menu, Yan He finally understood why Metcalfe had reminded her to ensure she had enough money.
Nangong Qing'an struck General Zhou with a palm, and in an instant, the General was sent flying far away.
Once the declaration of victory failed, everyone’s eyes lit up. For the people of Ouyang Ming’s faction, they had not seen their boss, Ouyang Ming, for a very long time, and a glimmer of nostalgic fire flickered in their eyes. They recalled those days when the world was arrogant and prideful, yet Ouyang Ming broke the sand with his halberd in hand.
"Senior brother, you are so foolish. This stone gate must be controlled by a mechanism. Watch me." Bai Ling'er scanned the surroundings, but failing to find the trigger for the gate, she shook her head in disappointment.
This was the truly vexing opponent capable of overturning the chessboard, even more troublesome than these seventh-ring mages.
"Boom!" The Sword of Immortal Dao pierced through all of Mo Feng’s flames, flying directly into his soul, intent on extinguishing it then and there.
I do not know if something has changed since last time, but the "scent" upon Ling Li seems more acceptable to me now.

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First, one must admit that this bar is indeed quite noisy; it is only natural that Xiao Feng feels under significant pressure.
"It is Chen Xiangyu; his work has been excellent and has received full recognition from the leadership," Shi Jianyun said in a low voice, without hiding anything.
Though misunderstood, she would still do what she had to do. For instance, helping Li Wei settle his affairs first.
Ever since Tang Qiuye arrived, Liu Weihong rarely ate at the canteen. Although Tang Qiuye had become a business owner, she still prepared meals for Liu Weihong on time, three times a day. Besides, since they had hired two helpers at the shop, they had to provide food for them as well.
Prince Wang Zijun’s calm and measured question-and-answer session with him made Zhai Wanchen’s heart race. He now wished that Wang Zijun would just berate him face-to-face; this behavior was too abnormal, plunging Zhai Wanchen into an indescribable, heavy dread.
At this very moment, the natural-born marksman was even engaging in a bit of self-deception; he felt this might be a pure coincidence, that Qiqi should just be an ordinary girl named Ye Zi, rather than the inscrutable enchantress from his dreams.
"To wake my master every day with a bite, to let my master fall asleep inside me—this is my highest ideal," said another succubus.
He had unearthed the crystal core, but doing so would certainly invite the lecherous mercenaries to fight him to the death, and in the end, they would both surely perish.
"Brother, how did you come to such a state?" Han Guang closed his eyes and asked softly. He wanted to know why this man had become this way and what had happened to him.
Liu Yan was initially lost in thoughts of longing and affection, but being teased like this, she felt a sudden ripple of excitement in her heart.