Chapter 62: Accustomed to Delicacies

Ever since his previous brush with alerting the enemy, Tan Kai had not dared to act rashly, knowing that otherwise, not only would he fail to save anyone, but he would also trap himself.

However, as the scheduled time for the surgery drew closer, he still sank into unprecedented agony.

He was trained in medicine; saving the dying and healing the wounded was his creed. Yet now, he watched as some stripped others of their vitality purely for profit, while he could do nothing at all.

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Bailan took the phone out of the nearby box and handed it to Xiao Qiqi, having safely stored it there right from the start.

Several flickering shadows fractured directly into a divine sword, emitting a blinding radiance as it lunged toward Mo Qianqian.

Lin Wei also released news regarding the acquisition of armored flame-wing bugs, though she hoped the tenants would act within their capabilities.

She had once thought that the times she returned home in the middle of the night to find the door locked from the inside, with no response to her knocks, were simply because Wen Si was fast asleep.

Bound by the tortoise-shell bondage, Bullseye's head lifted under the tugging pull of the resentful strings of affection.

As a giant panda keeper, Jiang Mei naturally could not use cosmetics such as perfume or foundation; her bare-faced appearance could only be described as decent.

He knelt on one knee, his forehead covered in a fine layer of sweat, his face etched with deep worry and heartache.

She sneered coldly and clicked on one at random; right beneath the headline was a picture of Mu Zhen affectionately linking arms with Sheng Juezhi, smiling brightly.

The production of the cold-water battle armor could not be halted either; one hundred and forty sets had been made this past week. Taking a brief moment, she drove her flying boat back to the base, bringing sixty Merfolk back into the ocean, as the combat strength of the remaining Merfolk was no longer sufficient.

Because Lu Yeming rarely accepted commercial performances, he had been attacked by fans of various other idols who accused him of looking down on their market. Compared to concerts, music festivals offered the exact same chance to see Lu Yeming, while also shattering this rumor. Furthermore, music festivals never lasted for just a single day—which, in a sense, achieved three gains with a single effort.

Ye Qingfeng still stood a chance of flirting with that group of people because there was a fundamental lack of harmony among them. The winged ones, however, did not feel the same way. As a race, they were extremely concerted and cooperative, and their leader clearly held great respect and gratitude toward Ye Qingfeng.

"Hmph, you treat this mere piece of gold leaf as some kind of treasure—do you take me for a moron?" I kept my expression neutral and instead let out a cold laugh.

He wouldn't see me for a day, and I wouldn't give up for a day! Moreover, I refused to believe that Liang Jinyan could be so ruthless toward me. On the day of my accident, he called me so many times; he clearly still had me in his heart. He clearly cared about me.

Inside the room, three ink-colored brocade boxes rested side by side on a sandalwood shelf, illuminated by night-shining pearls, making the three boxes appear even more mysterious.

"Good! Good! As long as you let me see him, I'll agree to anything you say!" I grabbed Bo Qing's arm in agitation, urging him to drive faster.

Running was also a technical skill. In the past, I would always get so out of breath from exhaustion after running only a short distance because my lung capacity couldn't keep up. Later, my sanda coach taught me how to adjust my pace and breathing so as to maximize my physical stamina and lung endurance.

Many flowers were planted in the garden; although it was winter and few flowers were in bloom, the flowerbeds were trimmed so neatly and prettily that it was obvious someone tended to them every day.

"What's wrong?" I rubbed my eyes in a daze, opened them, and discovered that it was already daylight.

I simply wanted to let Long Yun know that I had returned specifically for him—that illegitimate bastard, along with his mother, and how they treated my father and mother. I would definitely make their family pay it back manifold.

After about five or six minutes, warmth gradually returned to my body, and I wasn't as cold anymore. Then I began to sweat, and within a short while, my undergarments were almost soaked through with perspiration.

She wasn't drawn to Qin Xietian's handsome appearance; rather, how could she not be shocked that someone as distant as Qin Xietian had suddenly appeared right before her?