Chapter 086: No Kiss Given

Wen Ni clenched her fists.

Zhou Jingyi pulled out a chair and looked at Wen Ni.

Wen Ni walked over.

She sat down, her gaze full of displeasure as she shot a look at Ximen.

Lin Luo spoke in a calm tone, “Hello, I’m Lin Luo.”

Ximen suddenly understood, “Oh, so you’re my wife in name?”

Lin Luo smiled, “Yes.”

Ximen nodded.

General Deng would certainly place this heavy burden entirely on his own shoulders—Li Zisheng saw this very clearly and understood it well. But that was one of the reasons he had entered General Deng’s tent in the first place.

Brother Qiang was thirty-four this year. He was in a great mood; ever since the catastrophe, his spirits had remained high.

Her gaze swept across UMP45’s upper body. JS-9 glanced at herself—how could someone with that figure dare claim to be the commander’s fiancée? Even the dog at the commander’s side, once turned human, seemed better built than her.

He looked at Qin Renxian in disbelief. He knew Qin Renxian had one or two powerhouses at the Great Sage level under his command, but none of them were in the Kunwu Realm.

His head was bowed, his mouth stuffed with a wad of rag, and only the faint rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still alive.

Skipping over this topic, Yu Yi knew KP would never answer everything, so it was better to ask Tavir directly. If it was Tavir, he would answer whatever he could, and if he couldn’t, he’d say so outright, not dart around the issue like those other sly creatures.

In the spacious first-floor hall, about one hundred and twenty survivors were huddled together in noisy confusion—some surprised, some bewildered, some angry.

Staring at the shattered ruins a hundred yards away, Win Chong’s eyes widened and his body trembled uncontrollably!

Though it felt a bit forced, now was not the time to fuss over details—after all, this was all just role-playing.

A great chasm separated the two before them. Lu Xin stood silent, at a loss as to how to explain himself to Xiao Han’er, even less sure how to reveal his origins. Yet he could see the deathly despair in Xiao Han’er’s eyes.

Watching Jing Qiu’s fleeing figure disappear, Lin Ling felt a surge of panic. She hesitated for a moment, then decided to go have a look.

“Why do you look so dispirited?” Old Madam Qin spoke, her tone tinged with concern.

Though they had pledged themselves to Mu Yu, deep down they were unwilling; they hoped this time they might overthrow her.

With a flash, the figure vanished from before Hua Yueling’s eyes. Hua Yueling focused, but could no longer see any trace. He began to rely on sound to gauge his enemy’s position.

Fu Qingchen’s punch carried real force. Landing on Fu Junting, it made his whole body tremble violently.

Feng Yunran, who should have been in a deep sleep, felt a call to her soul. Suddenly, strength welled up within her, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Lanlan retreated two steps as an even stronger surge of life force burst forth, yet Jin merely paused before closing in again.

Xu Chi immediately sent people to investigate at the bank, while he personally went to fetch Feng Kai. Ye Qin set out to find the bank clerk who had helped Feng Kai with his bag, and since she had the list in hand, it wasn’t too difficult.

So, Ye Zishan made another trip to the Tushan Guild, but before going, she disguised herself once more.

Yueyue, anxious, followed behind Su Qing to observe her actions, then turned back uneasily to glance at the people in the courtyard.

Able to traverse heaven and earth, splitting mountains with a punch and severing rivers with a finger—such cultivators possessed not only power, but also lives filled with emotions and experiences.

Cold. Without the blessing of his fever method, Lin Xingchen’s body temperature plummeted. Lacking warm clothing, he had to remain quiet for a while longer. He pondered, he analyzed, and he considered everything about this place.