Chapter 146: Want Me to Have Someone Escort You Out?

Yet even as she was pondering, a scene even more flabbergasting unfolded before her eyes.
She saw that man embracing her brother, whispering intimately into his ear, and even holding his hand tightly within his own grasp.
"Brother!"
Wen Han called out once more, her voice significantly louder this time.
As Wen Yuxin looked into Wen Han's eyes and then noticed his hand trapped inside Liang Yize's palm, he reacted with a conditioned reflex...
"Let this sentence end right here. You are forbidden to bring it up ever again, and do not speak of it to anyone outside. You may withdraw!" Pan Liuzhan scolded sternly.
Lu Zhiyue used a dainty, coquettish tone to awaken a man's protective instincts, which indeed stirred a ripple of emotion in the opposing Nan Ling.
Shangguan He had no time to process so many thoughts; she couldn't help herself from looping her arms around Xun Chuan's shoulders, moving in rhythm with him, melting limply into his embrace again and again.
The sea of clouds gradually dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the One-Zhang Peak. A sheer, precipitous cliff, sliced as neatly as if carved by the divine axe of nature, abruptly separated this peak from all the others. Looking down, one could not see the bottom; the abyss was like a gaping throat, as if it might swallow everything whole at any second.
In the past, out of regard for the Emperor, no one had ever truly been ruthless enough to make things difficult for her, and Noble Consort De was naturally no exception.
Xi'er fetched warm rose-scented water for her to wash her hands, while dishing up a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup for her to eat.
Wei Chen furrowed his brows slightly. He dimly grasped some past events from that aged voice amidst the white fog. Even Blood Wuchen was not confident in dealing with them, so how could there be any chance to contend against those Heaven-Treading God Monarchs and Holy Spirit Deities?
The Meng language that Hua'er had taught Gu Meizi last time had been very well learned by Gu Meizi. Today, Hua'er treated Gu Meizi to the Meng Dynasty's specialty, roasted infant swallows. Unlike the swallows of the Great Yue Kingdom, the Meng swallows were plumper and had a much chewier texture after being cured.
Only a moment later, someone suddenly noticed that Sang Ruo's name had plummeted past the top seven or eight spots, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
Zombies kept charging up to the rooftop, and kept being cut down by Luo Tianheng and the others wielding their exhausted bodies. The zombies came in an endless stream, but human strength has its limits.
Tonight, all the angels had already gone to the inn, and no one from the Prince Zhou's estate would come to disturb them. Tomorrow was the Lantern Festival proper, and with no official business to attend to, they would only go out to view the lanterns at night, leaving them plenty of time to while away.
"Wuu wuu wuu..." Chen Yutong, whose mouth was sealed, let out continuous muffled whimpers, but received not the slightest response at all.
She didn't recognize him, but she knew his name, because the box of potassium permanganate Song Shi had sent to his residence was not given a high-end product name from the Three-Yuan series, but was instead prosaically named "Refined Nameless Strange Mineral."
"Chased by zombies, almost lost my life, and now hunted by the black market! That I managed to survive is already a miracle!" Zhou Che-Guevara never expected that less than a day after arriving on Noah Star, so many things would happen.
Zhou Zilin's pupils trembled, and he collapsed onto the ground with a thud, his entire face completely devoid of any trace of color.
There were no cars, and ride-hailing vehicles could not enter Qiao Garden either. She had no choice but to pull Tom along as she walked out of Qiao Garden, and only then hailed a cab.
Judging from the circumstances Chen Yuan currently understood, the cultivation techniques of the mortal realm and the Dao foundations and internal breaths they forged were vastly inferior to the immortal cultivation arts he practiced.
He could not help feeling a surge of tender affection, forgetting even his fatigue from bowing again as he stole an admiring glance at Huan Ling.
The three members of the Wind and Cloud Escort Agency had been holding back their frustration for so long. Now that an opportunity to vent had arrived, their fierce, overwhelming attacks poured down wildly like runaway horses, their formidable momentum turning the complexions of their opponents stark white.
She stood floating gracefully in the void; peach blossoms could not match the exquisite beauty of her countenance, peonies lacked her charm, and gardenia flowers could not rival her regal splendor. A pair of spiritual eyes held a hint of grievance, sorrow, bitterness, and melancholy, resembling a deep, cold pool that drew one into its depths and caused all living beings to lose themselves.
The moment Mu Yu lunged forward, he directly used his E ability to blink into close quarters, instantly landing right behind the Ziggs as invisibly and formidably as a ghost, striking fear into people's hearts.