Volume 1, Chapter 23: Even Heroes Succumb to Beauty

Not to mention the Progenitor Xuantian, even Lin Yang was struck with absolute shock.
Was Wangshu truly this powerful?
Lin Ji remarked, "It might not be very comfortable to wear it like this. Stay here for a few more days, and I will alter it for you. I guarantee you will love it." When it came to beautiful clothes and the like, conquering a young woman was hardly a challenge; Lin Ji had already begun conceptualizing how to craft garments from wolf pelts.
Fortunately, Sun Xiaoqiang was only a child and currently quite weak, so the force of his pounding was minimal. Otherwise, given Liang Chuan’s sickly constitution, anyone else hitting him like that would likely have sent him collapsing to the ground.
He did not know when such selfish motives, or perhaps such thoughts, had begun to sprout within him.
Having spent a long time with Liang Chuan, Sun Xiaoqiang’s disposition had changed somewhat. Of course, his sharp-tongued habit had not improved much, but in other respects, he had certainly changed a great deal.
He ran out of the restroom and chased outside the airport, but he could not find a trace of Bai Qianchi, nor could he see any suspicious individuals.
However, there were so many warriors surrounding the human knight, blocking the Twin Emperors’ approach with spells and various weapons. Ares, meanwhile, gripped his greatsword and charged directly toward the Twin Emperors.
The appearance of Director Zhang and Hou Zhenzhen this time was likely the work of the Heavenly Dao again, just like the incident at the airport previously.
"Zaozao and Chenchen haven't been making a fuss, have they?" Tang Yue turned her head to look at Meng Siyu. The scenery outside the window retreated rapidly, and the lights along the road occasionally swept across his face. His profile was sharp and handsome; Tang Yue propped her chin on her hand, openly swooning over him.
Pushing the door open, Liang Chuan discovered that Sun Xiaoqiang was curled up in a quilt on the sofa bed, shivering uncontrollably, his body trembling incessantly.
Xu Xinhui also shook his head. "That is not necessarily true. Just because others cannot absorb it does not mean we cannot." Having said that, Xu Xinhui fell silent, resting his chin on his hand as he sank into deep thought.
Those with better patience gave him a rough overview, helping him resolve quite a few introductory-level problems.
Junlin was currently the undisputed strongest guild. As for Qianqiu Pavilion, although it boasted a very powerful tycoon named Qianqiu, along with four teammates who were also V8 tycoons, even so, in terms of sheer guild influence, Qianqiu lagged far behind Junlin.
Fairy Miaolian was startled by the jealousy and hatred that had welled up within her, and she deeply suppressed the negative emotions in her heart.
Then, the group of thugs behind him all struck at once; whether it was scraps of food or other miscellaneous, unrecognizable junk, everything rained down upon them like a torrential downpour.
Fate is truly marvelous. The stories within games are often more exciting than movies because they are close to life, yet transcend reality.
Bu An smiled helplessly. In truth, there was another reason he found inconvenient to state openly. With the Confucianists, the Taoists, and the Imperial Court all clashing like gods, he was caught in the middle and still had to find time to practice by clinging to ghosts—how could it possibly be easy?
Moreover, Su Dongpo had just rushed over and blasted a group of people into a state of fury; who on earth would be insane enough to come back and let the "Great Cannon Su" slap them in the face again?
Faced with the pressure brought by Wang Yang, Vice Minister Wen could not help but gasp. Could he make the final decision on this matter? Naturally, he could not.
Lu Bu and Zhang Liao set up camps on the left and right sides of the coalition’s main fortress, building high walls and shooting arrows at the coalition’s camp day and night. Forced by the situation, Yuan Shao had no choice but to order his subordinate Yan Liang to lead elite troops into battle. The result was as expected: a disastrous defeat. This battle wiped out the majority of Yuan Shao’s elite forces, leaving him so enraged that he spat blood.