Volume One, Chapter 34: An Inaccurate Calculation?

momo: “Yuan Danfengqing, my friend, you’ve fallen! You’ve been bribed by the streamer and now you’re asking for a fortune-telling?”

Su Tong didn’t care what he had said in the streaming room before—so long as someone sent a Fairytale Castle gift, that person was her client.

She connected with Yuan Danfengqing.

Even Hui Rou, who was hiding in the corner, tried her best to resist with both defensive talismans and a shield of spiritual power.

However, this card belonged to the “Golden Cabinet of Light” series, and without support cards, its effect was rather limited.

Ling Xi smiled ingratiatingly at Donghua, holding a plate of pastries in her hands, her eyes full of flattery as she gazed at Emperor Donghua.

Hu Rong instinctively took two steps back, but her extensive experience in combat allowed her to quickly regain her balance.

People asked all sorts of questions; Lin Feng only picked out a few important ones to answer, then began playing the commentary video about the Elixir of Immortality.

She took deep breaths, one after another, but the bitterness welling up in her chest wouldn’t stop, stinging her nose and making her eyes burn with heat.

Some of these serpents were fully grown pythons, others were venomous insects in their juvenile stage. They crawled in dense swarms toward Zhang Feng.

On the very first day, the first-level Body Refining Formation was completed. By the thirtieth day, the sixth-level Body Refining Formation had already been laid out.

His throat bobbed, and he tugged at his tie, his usually calm and restrained face now tinged with a temptation born of failed self-control.

After dealing with the three generals, Gan Ning didn’t rush to help Xu Rong against the other opponent, but instead hovered on the sidelines, keeping watch over the battlefield.

Huangfu Huang and Cai Lihai, upon hearing this, hurriedly maneuvered their champions forward, preparing to attack the enemy’s crystal nexus.

The clansmen of these families hid themselves well, whether abroad or at home, known or unknown.

Qin Zheng’s brow furrowed ever so slightly, a faint sense of unease gnawing at him. Yet his intuition told him this unease was not caused by the so-called Blood Demon.

At 0.0045 seconds, the drug lord instinctively tried to step forward. But before his foot even touched the ground—caught midair—he involuntarily coughed up mouthfuls of dark blood.

She grasped Chu Tianze’s hand, hopped lightly, and nestled by his side, a smile dancing on her lips.

When Qin Zheng and his companions awoke, they were startled by Feng San, who sat across from them, his eyes bloodshot and ringed in black, looking as though he hadn’t slept all night.

The fields bought outside the city, the manor and school built there—these were enough for him to live on. The stud farm he co-founded with Jiangning Prefecture was showing promise. Publicly and privately, he’d accumulated enough capital and no longer needed to travel constantly. Yet now, he’d trapped himself in such a predicament.

“Yes, it must be a free clinic. Otherwise, many commoners simply wouldn't be able to afford the consultation fees,” Xi Zhong nodded in agreement.

But as he saw Ye Xiaofeng approaching step by step, he realized that “points” were not a good thing after all.

With a few minutes left on the clock, Lu Kai told Xiangguo through his headset to wait for him, then got up and hurried to the restroom.

Now, under Zuo Yi’s affection, Bao’er had become much livelier, constantly up to mischievous and clever antics.

Those words made half of Cheng Ziyang’s body tingle with delight. He spread his arms and embraced his wife.

Lu Kai didn’t try to hide much, though he himself wasn’t sure whether negotiations with RNG would go smoothly.

Who would have thought that after Tserwang Alabutan recuperated, he’d stir up conflict again, just like his uncle before him.

Even the simplest, most basic melodies—Murong Xie would never play them unless absolutely necessary, for they were simply too damaging to spiritual energy and vitality.

“The Ghost Fetus of the Shadow King, of course it takes many years to bear!” Ning Xiao reached out to stop her from striking her belly again, worried about harming the child inside.