Chapter Seventy-Six: An Uncontrollable Flutter of the Heart

"Are you afraid of heights?" Shen Luo suddenly asked.

The two exchanged glances, their expressions bewildered.

What did he mean?

What did fear of heights have to do with anything?

Before they could react, yellow vines suddenly wrapped around their bodies, lifting them up...

"Don’t think too much. Right now, I just want to be with you." Zhong Zimu kissed Su Ziqi deeply, trying to use this intimate gesture to dispel the fear in his heart.

I hadn't expected things to turn out this way. The old director suddenly put forward the suggestion, and I couldn't just object in front of everyone. I looked to Sheng Xiaonan for help. Sheng Xiaonan was equally reluctant to go out but nodded in agreement.

As for her, when she turned her back on Bai Li Xiao just now, she hadn’t sensed any trace of Qian Ye Ming or the dog. The man and the dog were as silent as stones, their ability to conceal their presence so powerful that even a top agent like her failed to notice.

Sitting on the plane, recalling our departure from Beijing, I was struck by the thought that the affairs of the world are like a circle; sometimes, after wandering all the way around, you return to the starting point.

"Taeyeon is right. We should focus on this exam now. Since Chen Pengfei has made his choice, there's no reason for me to hesitate. If Lan Jiahao can be resurrected, then so can the others who died. There’s nothing to hesitate about," Xiao Yu said.

Whether it was Prado or Pitt, everyone blamed themselves for not killing Avril when they had the chance. If it wasn’t for Du Wei, none of this would have happened. At most, Du Wei would have had to confront everyone with them.

Aiwen was still shaken, Su Zhe’s death vivid before her eyes. She believed that Brother Su Zhe must have foreseen her danger and came to protect her. With her sensitive tear ducts, she couldn’t help but let tears fall as she thought about it.

That sentence seemed, indirectly, to tell me what I was thinking and at the same time answered the matter of the Holy Lotus cult.

So he used his magic to coat his skin with a layer of false skin. This way, anyone who touched him would only touch the fake skin, never his real flesh.

Facing Zhuge Xiao Zheng, Su Fan leaned forward slightly, his body immediately rushing toward Zhuge Zhengming. The guards instinctively moved aside to make way.

No matter how the factions in the capital behaved, the Lu family was busy preparing—packing luggage, arranging ships, selecting personnel for the journey.

Ling Zhoutian thought it over. He trusted the intelligent brain, and he understood the gist of what it said: the core commands were controlling it, and it wanted his help.

"Li Yang, did you see all that just now? Tell us what you saw." I suddenly felt Li Yang's experience might be different from ours, because Li Yang himself was different.

He had once been captivated by her, but what happened before their marriage preyed on his mind, and afterwards, he no longer wanted to see her dazzling, seductive face.

Fragment Star, Dragon Soar, Dream Phantom, Lan Hai in the form of Riding Dragon, Fire Thorn in the guise of Dragon King, Cang Batian, all appeared one after another.

Du Ruo hadn’t expected Yu Dacheng to actually put her name down. At first, he asked whether to use Chen Bai Ruo or Du Ruo.

"It feels like now that they've made it to the finals, the real fans of LOL are the ones getting screwed," Han Ge said with a helpless smile.

At that moment, rationality had long been burned away by madness in the Seventh King; he was like an enraged lion, roaring hysterically without pause.