Chapter 34: Still Wearing Pei Siye's Coat

"He-He..."

As she walked toward the bathroom, Li Yunchu whispered, "I feel like I've been provoked..."

Although Duan He was unhappy that her dear friend had kept her marriage a secret, the fact remained: only she was allowed to provoke Li Yunchu.

"Who is it! Tell me who is provoking you!"

Hearing Duan He’s response, Li Yunchu could practically picture her rolling up her sleeves on the other end of the line. She was amused by Duan He, but as she thought of Yao Yuan, her smile faded.

Tian Meng sighed endlessly, yet feeling helpless, he could only contribute his own strength to try and minimize the loss of life.

Upon entering, Tian Xuan felt the space darken, as if he had stepped into a separate dimension.

"Suppressing the spirit veins? I see. You may head down now. You've worked hard on this journey; take a good rest for a while. There will be a good show to watch soon," Ye Feng said with a faint smile.

Li Xixi watched the path ahead with vigilance. After passing through the dim, glowing area, the sycamore trees around her began to thin out. Their leaves seemed less vibrant, even appearing dull and dark. The thick carpet of fallen leaves crunched loudly underfoot; compared to the lush greenery from before, this place exuded an aura of decay.

He let out a cold snort and said, "Xixi, are you implying that your Senior Sister Qiu Tong fell from the cloud ladder of her own accord? You may be a child, but we of the Dan Yun Sect value the six virtues of speech, promise, and action. If you are lying, your uncle will enforce the law impartially and show no mercy!" By the end of his sentence, his dark eyes narrowed, carrying a hint of intimidation.

The high-difficulty maneuvers he performed had gradually become second nature through constant, grueling training.

Kicking the monster's body to the ground, Li Xixi finally had a moment to catch her breath. She glared at the motionless creature with hidden resentment, wondering in her heart what on earth this thing was.

By the time Tie Feng finished polishing the last magic stone, his mind had completely wandered. Gazing at the energy crystals scattered across the floor, his brain simply ceased to function.

Ye Yong chuckled, and for some reason, Long Peng felt a sense of relief when he saw Luan'er break into a smile.

The icy tip of the longsword was only an inch from her throat. The sharp sword aura pricked her skin, bringing with it the stinging sensation of being cut.

"Good!" Lin Yunjin leaned into his embrace, listening to his strong, steady heartbeat, and felt an inexplicable sense of peace.

"Bot lane, you didn't hold your ground. You gave Lucian too much of an advantage in the early game. This can't happen in the next round, do you hear me?" Ji Xu was the first to critique the duo.

Jun Mo, even if you will never belong to me in the future, I must stubbornly walk this path once more. Falling in love with you is something I will never regret.

Jing Lan sat at home, restless and anxious. The villagers had already called the police, and at this rate, Ji Xingchen’s true identity would be exposed within days.

So, if he returned obediently, everything could be discussed, but if he didn't, would they start by taking it out on Han Luo right then and there?

Perhaps Liu Feng thought of a word at that moment—soulmate—but she dared not dwell on it. She lacked the courage to consider Li Feng her soulmate, and she feared viewing the most outstanding member of the Xun Ling Sect as her only friend.

"It's possible. I'll climb over the wall to take a look," Sheng Guoqiang told Zhuge Xin to crouch down. He stepped onto her shoulders, reached the top of the old mansion's wall, and flipped inside.

Besides, if two oxen were enough, would I have needed to seek out your family? I could have just bought them from any farm at a high price.

As for her family, her mother had worked so hard to secure this marriage that she would never back down.

"Qiangzi, can that Dragon Pattern Blade really control a person's arm?" Earlier, when I said I was being controlled by the blade, Da Tou clearly hadn't believed it. But now, seeing Third Master Kong controlled by the blade, performing moves and techniques so exquisite that they were clearly beyond his own ability, he had no choice but to believe.

After the match ended, everyone from the Atlanta team—from the coach down to the players—let out a long sigh of relief. To play an away game without being swept, and only suffering two losses, was the greatest stroke of fortune in a misfortune.