117 She Is a Dragon

The few who had been so smug just moments ago now felt cold sweat trickling down their backs under the oppressive gaze of Ye Chenjin. Rather than letting Zhao Lei leave this world with regrets as he did in the dream, it was better to let him live according to his own wishes.

She wore a lake-blue midi dress, edged with silver thread and patterned with flowing clouds. The fabric draped beautifully, adorned with cascading ruffles—not overly extravagant, yet elegant. Against You Fan-shuang’s skin, which was as fair as frost, the dress was a perfect fit.

Xu Wanyan nodded, and Fan Tianmei immediately pulled her onto the sightseeing bus to tour the scenic route of Wucheng.

Su Yi decisively used his spiritual power to lift the jade pendant, then picked it up and handed it to the drunkard, who clutched the pendant and wept with joy.

Since Hua Ruxue could meet with Li Chu, it meant she had passed their test; the "One Day Scene" was indeed a product of the Li family.

A coarse, wild laughter interrupted the self-absorbed Shuangyue Kang-jia. Kaido seemed to have seen something incredibly funny, slapping the ramparts and roaring with laughter, while Orochi, standing nearby, laughed until tears streamed down his face.

After the swing incident, Jack had categorized everyone who played with Ye Jin as an enemy.

"Host will enter the trial world—One Piece. Transmission will begin in 15 seconds. Please prepare yourself." The system's prompt rang out in time, and Mo Gui noticed a new icon on the virtual interface as the prompt appeared.

Cui Yun instinctively moved to return the kiss, but she pulled away as soon as they touched. With practiced ease, she bypassed him, climbed onto the bed, and crawled to the inner side.

"Fine." Thor curled his lips, saying nothing more. The group then headed toward Rogge City, and upon entering, they first went to the Alchemist Society.

Old Master Bai returned at about the same time he usually went out for his walks, carrying the breakfast he had bought from the stall at the entrance of the alley.

But its movements grew slower and slower as its body began to rot, and thick plumes of black smoke surged from it.

"Just keep this in mind, fold it up and wash it clean. Thank you for your hard work." Qin Xue patted him on the shoulder.

Under the influence of the Ageless Stone, the flow of time within the living room was slowed by eighty times. One night in the outside world was equivalent to more than a month inside this room. If one did not intend to rest, relying on stamina recovery potions to restore energy and eliminate fatigue was essential.

Xiao Qi, who had not gone far, heard the crying from the room and felt a heavy weight in his heart. He leaned quietly against the wall, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Wan Wan’s face flushed red, her body heaving with anger. Her curved, willow-leaf eyebrows knit together, and a murderous intent brewed within them involuntarily.

"Jinzhong, have the people from the Ceremonial Directorate reviewed the memorials?" After a moment of thought, Zhu Youxiao asked Li Jinzhong, who stood beside him.

With a flash of his large tail, Suoyang struck, and with a "crack," the courtyard gate—made from an entire tree—shattered into several pieces instantly. Suoyang carried Qian Baobao and darted into his house like a gust of wind.

The crowd burst into laughter. Although at least half of the men present had once harbored feelings for Lin Yiran, now that the beauty was taken, few held onto illusions, and they joined in the laughter out of social courtesy.

"No, I ate on the plane. I came to find you because of the national team," Zhang Mingji shook his head, stating his purpose directly.

Watching the stones and branches flying toward him, Lin Miao’s pupils shrank. He hurriedly withdrew his hands and dodged behind a thick tree.

The Spurs returned to San Antonio. Although they had only won the first round of the playoffs and the match had not been particularly intense, many Spurs fans still came to the airport to welcome them.

Tang Li did not answer her; he simply smiled and reached out to ruffle He Ning’s hair, evading the question.

Clearing his thoughts and brushing the dust off his trench coat, just as Lin Miao prepared to leave, he noticed something. His figure paused, and he stood still, eyes fixed on a man in black walking slowly toward him, smiling with his hands in his pockets.

Looking up at the blue giant that had suddenly appeared before Galactron on the ground, Aihara Ryu, who had just jumped from the Wing, shouted in pleasant surprise.

That was indeed the case. The camouflage on this vehicle was somewhat self-defeating; while it looked completely different from its original state, it had also become far more conspicuous.

On the other side, Lin Xue was being led by Ouyang Zhiyuan toward the hall, where Grandpa Ouyang and Grandma Suyu sat upright in the grand chairs. With Uncle Xie acting as the emcee, others gathered around, waiting for the couple to bow to each other.

This made Li Mu’er suddenly realize their respective positions, as well as the crowd gathered outside who were on the verge of erupting.

The number of people who passed through the test of Tiangang-zi, the steward of the Lower Harmony Hall, was the highest at 120, while Tianlian-zi and Tiancheng-zi each selected 60, for a total of 240.

Zheng Qing said nothing, walking slowly into the inner room. She sat beside her aunt, who was lying down, and held her hand, observing her quietly.

Seeing that the Sixth Mistress was about to be humiliated, Ding Qizhong tried desperately to intervene, but he could not harm the bandit, nor could he reach any wooden chairs or objects to use as weapons. All his efforts were in vain.

Chu Yan was even more shocked. He had secretly exerted extra force while casting his fire control spell, and the attack power of these fireballs was not low. How could they be easily neutralized by someone who had just advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage?

"So that's how it is..." After a long time, Xin Tian finally recovered from the massive influx of information, but the shock in his heart was even more intense.

Old Mai watched his back with a thoughtful expression, shook his head involuntarily, and slowly walked back to the guesthouse.

The elderly auctioneer had not expected this person to leave so decisively. It seemed this person had come specifically for this item. After a moment of thought, the old man shook his head.

Arriving at the internet cafe, Dongzi took out the twenty yuan his father had given him that morning and paid for his session.