Chapter 127: Acting Coy

Hearing her speak of this, Xie Lin smiled and said, "At the time, she was actually angry because I refused to drop out of school to stay home and take care of her."

He paused, then added, "I didn't understand why I was so insistent back then either, but looking back, I think I had an intuition that if I had dropped out, she would have used it as an excuse to never let me return to school."

"In fact, there were signs early on. When I saw others going to school, I wanted to go too, but she would always stop and discourage me, saying that school was too exhausting. It dragged on until I..."

They had been drifting at sea for nearly three days. The national war over in China was nearing its end, and continuing to sail would earn them nothing; it would only be a waste of money.

Because they were all intoxicated, the group parted ways after leaving the hotel, heading toward their respective homes.

Since there were so many of us, we chose to gather at an unfinished construction site near Tianfu No. 1 High School to keep a low profile.

As someone who lived a life of leisure, Chen Xiaoran's biological clock was always slower than most, so by the time he opened his eyes, it was already near noon.

Faced with the sudden change, Luo Hao regained his focus instantly. Striking while the iron was hot, he didn't say a word, flashed forward, and chased after the retreating Blood Prince.

Seeing this, I realized these guys were genuinely afraid of that "centipede" thing. Relieved, I simply sat on the ground, pointing at the people outside while cursing.

Upon hearing the sound of their retreating footsteps fading into the distance, I breathed a silent sigh of relief, though at the same time, I felt a secret sense of bewilderment.

"Then why did you come back?" Bai Jiuyou asked again. It was the same question, but the tone was distinctly different. When asked before, it was filled with shock and confusion; now, it carried a touch of tenderness.

Since last night, I had felt as if my eyes were stuck, unable to move. Now they were becoming slightly more flexible; getting out for some fresh air helped, but my heart still felt heavy.

Making a breakthrough during combat is extremely difficult; besides talent, one needs to practice peerless techniques.

Although the improvement was infinitesimal and the effect almost negligible, it was, in fact, an improvement.

"That is exactly my intention!" Yin Zhan said in a deep voice. Almost simultaneously, both of them channeled the true energy within their bodies, and pillars of purple and white energy erupted.

Gu Jinhuai tapped his desk absentmindedly, his expression gentle, yet his deep, pitch-black eyes held an endless chill.

After hearing this, Prime Minister Babu of the Saba Kingdom turned deathly pale, flew into a rage, and began to chatter furiously once more.

Around the hour of the Tiger, Ye Zhinan sat up abruptly, staring blankly ahead with hollow eyes.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Ruotang's cold was nearly gone, and Yuxuan was preparing to depart for Yizhou.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yubei gave a cold smile. The slightly sinister laugh caused Shangguan Xun to pause in his tracks before he walked away as if nothing had happened. Upon returning to the mansion, Shangguan Xun frowned and beckoned to his subordinates.

The white-haired tough man smiled and transmitted his voice through energy: "Good. In view of your five years of bitter training and your rapid growth in strength, it is good to go out and gain some experience. I will give you a six-month vacation. If you cannot advance in rank during this time, then come back obediently and continue your secluded training."

Ye Ruotang leaned in to sniff; although it was just home-cooked food, the aroma was slightly different.

The child from the Yaxin Garden family was becoming increasingly outrageous. Not only did he lock the door every day, but sometimes, while eating, he would suddenly get angry and curse, asking why his mother made the food so hard, as if she didn't know his teeth were sensitive.

With a loud crash, the Pure Intent Palace trembled again, the powerful pressure causing many disciples within the sect to suffer internal injuries and spit blood.

The comments streamed across the screen. Because the audience lacked an emotional foundation for such a tragic backstory, they didn't feel much. After all, if the parents were truly alive and well, and the protagonist were to be stabbed in the later stages, these anime fans would truly be unable to handle it.

Watching Brother Yu run away in a hurry, I sat on the waiting chair, my hands shaking uncontrollably.

In the entertainment industry, capital and opportunities are everywhere, but without luck, no matter how talented one is, one will eventually fade into the crowd, living a muddled life without any achievements.

"Uncle, just relax your mind now. Don't force yourself to stay awake when you're tired; it doesn't matter if you take several naps a day." Being in the late stages, his energy was poor; getting drowsy quickly and not sleeping soundly were the norm.

Because Qingyi and Mo Di were poisoned by wild mushrooms and needed to rest, the afternoon trip to see the rapeseed flowers was canceled and moved to the next morning.

"We'll go on a group trip then, wearing custom-made clothes. How cool would that be!" Qi Huaizhen said with a laugh.

Suddenly, the old bus heading to Kangding slammed on the brakes. Douyazai had been sleeping, and the inertia of the braking caused him to stumble forward.

At the time, although she knew the name Changsun Fengye, she had never considered him in the context of the Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness.

Daoist Huoyun shouted into the microphone with a raspy voice, though his voice didn't seem as lecherous as before.

Dense tentacles struck the light shield with a clanging sound, like arrows from a flight of locusts. Yet, they couldn't pierce the shield. A figure let out a sound of surprise; the tentacles changed immediately, and countless blood-red threads attached themselves to the shield, beginning to climb like vines, covering it in an instant.

Although the probability was minuscule, no one could guarantee that everything would be one hundred percent fine every time.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Looking at the nine souls surrounding him, Orochi asked in confusion.

Su Ruohui nodded. The Cloud-Weaving Silk robe she had changed into on the day she entered the palace was the reward for Su Rujun's victory.

I smiled at An Lingxi and continued my sword attack. The Dark Night King had less than 5,000 health left.

However, the White Tiger had been very young when it left Kongsang Mountain. After so many years, it had forgotten almost everything about the place. Helan Yao's question was futile.

Although Luo Ping possessed the black and white pearls, he dared not reveal them in front of everyone. Therefore, even though his relationship with Min Yi was good, he still had to prioritize his own safety.

They say there is no concept of time in cultivation. In reality, Luo Ping had no concept of time while watching these scenes, for he was completely immersed in the process.

That night, Su Ruohui didn't know how the others slept, but she tossed and turned, only drifting into a hazy sleep around three in the morning.

As he flew over the area near the Demon King's Stronghold, he saw a sedan chair heading up the mountain. He wondered who the Bull Demon King had invited that required a sedan chair to ascend. Sun Wukong took a glance and continued on his way.