Volume 1, Chapter 67: Even If Sister Wants Me, That's Fine Too

As soon as Seele finished making the bed, Yue Wuchang conscientiously walked over and slipped beneath the covers. Seele stared in astonishment at her master, who was quietly lying there in bed, only now realizing a pressing question: how were they going to sleep? Was she supposed to spend the night exposed to the wild, resting outside in the freezing ice and snow?

Lu Hengyan clenched his fists so tightly that the veins stood out. Though his expression remained as light and breezy as ever, in his heart he had already cursed the two of them a thousand times over, harboring a lingering resentment.

"I figured you should be waking up around now. Are you thirsty? Would you like some water?" Chenxing asked softly.

Thinking she would just plunge headfirst down another roundabout path, she circled around most of the way only to discover that all these houses were constructed of piled wood. Aside from Lame Old Liu—meaning the family whose household he was currently staying with—the living conditions of everyone else seemed far better than theirs.

"In front of my Master, what need do I have for a noble and elegant image? Master himself is the epitome of nobility and elegance," Guren said indifferently. He seemed utterly unconcerned with his own image; if he wanted to capture his Master's heart, shameless and clinging persistence was the way to go. What good was pride? Could it make Master like him any more?

Witnessing this scene, I carefully reflected upon the impact I had caused over this recent period, fearing that the outside world might have been implicated as well. With Breaking Wolf charging forward with such fierce and menacing momentum, it seemed the matter had blown up into something quite large. A plan thus took shape in my mind.

As a modern person, Chuncao understood all too well the devastating impact of war upon the world. Suddenly, she felt a twinge of regret for having taught Wan Lei the method of manufacturing landmines. If the Wan family harbored ambitions, would her landmines turn her into an executioner?

Arriving at the entrance of the ward and seeing two beds inside, A-Feng had no idea which one belonged to Tian Tian, nor did she recognize any of the people present. Left with no other choice, she bravely raised her voice and called out.

Just as ordinary citizens would never casually wander into a hospital to stroll around unless they were sick or visiting a patient, people naturally and inevitably associate police stations with criminal suspects.

Because Muyue was a person who sought stability and wished to avoid taking risks, expecting him to offend the Council of Noble Elders for the sake of an uncertain future was something Muyue would undoubtedly find extremely difficult—he might even flat out refuse him altogether.

Fierce though the two of them appeared, what did their little bit of ferocity amount to in the face of heavenly might?

Station Director Lin, also known as Lin Zhengming, felt utterly helpless facing the people flattering him from all directions. Yet his face remained devoid of excess emotion as he calmly asked, "Don't you all have work to attend to?" Although his voice was quiet and calm, it carried an eerie, bone-chilling quality, akin to the unsettling calm before a violent storm breaks.

With a loud "Bang!", the door was suddenly flung open, and a stalwart figure strode heavily into the room. "Tianwei, you've woken up? What happened?" It was none other than Elder Long Potian, followed by several guards.

Media reporters were snapping pictures frantically. Virtually all of them knew that this group was bound to produce major stars, such as Zhang Ziyi and Zhou Bai. Taking photographs now, even just as a keepsake, would hold tremendous value in the future.

Wu Fan naturally understood the formidable power of the two sisters' combined attack, but having studied the deep crater stomped out by Goddess Luo at the Azure Lotus Sect on the Yangyuan Star, he had comprehended her Divine Martial Dao. This Divine Martial Dao derived various tyrannical combat techniques from the profound mysteries of the stars. Truly, the Divine Martial Dao could be called the Dao of Stellar Mysteries.

"It seems your news is quite fascinating," Lin Feng, walking in the lead, naturally overheard this. He slowed his pace, and after Su Zimo and the other caught up, he said with a smile.

Having finally been favored by destiny to obtain the Red Envelope World System, Lin Ye resolved that he would never again be as lazy and ignorant as he used to be.

The group nodded. Aside from Luo Yi encountering a Dark Scion on his end, everything else had proceeded smoothly, and Lily had successfully brought out all the people they rescued.

When Luo Yi shouted at that follower of the God of Gambling, he instinctively triggered the Exorcism Deterrence. The Church of the God of Gambling belonged to the neutral-to-chaotic faction, and furthermore, Luo Yi's level vastly exceeded his opponent's. Consequently, the adversary was inevitably subjected to a degree of impact from the Exorcism Deterrence.

Task Description: Heal Long Yun Tian without relying on the system. Evaluation will be based on the extent of recovery. Time limit: five days.

At this moment, almost an entire floor of the Tiejian Inn had been blown away! Outside the battered inn, members of the Shark Unit, along with Yirong and the others, were waiting.

"Is that Mali?" Lv Gang asked, catching sight of Mali coming out to rest after finishing a portrait.

Dappled light shone across the bed in the bedroom, lingering in the air with the heavy, faint scent of spent passion.

Luo Yun's hands could hardly restrain themselves as they traced the curves from her shoulders to her waist, before sliding up her back. Her body pressed tightly against his, and he could feel her slight tremor. Lan Duoduo nervously braced her hands on Luo Yun's shoulders, clutching tightly at his clothes.

The carriage halted before the guard with the red mole. The door of Chu Qingcheng's carriage by the roadside swung open, and both he and Chu Zijue stepped down, though they did not walk over.

"It's nothing, just called out to you. I'll be leaving first." With that, Mu Shui hurriedly bolted out of the room.

Luo Yun smiled in admiration; truly, ginger grew sharper the older it got. When it came to genuine scheming and mental gymnastics, his old man was still the master.

Any Nascent Soul stage cultivator commanded respect wherever they went, standing a cut above the rest! The vast majority of Nascent Soul stage old monsters had lived for so long that some possessed volatile tempers, while others had even developed psychological distortions.

The Island City had a strict rule: once new disciples arrived, they were forbidden from leaving or entering the city without explicit permission, lest they turn out to be spies.