Chapter 40: She Is the Second Young Lady Sheng

"Well? Speak quickly," Sheng Xiayan said coldly.

She walked slowly to the side, her gaze sweeping casually over the surroundings, when she suddenly heard Shadow Three speak in a low voice: "Miss, that woman is Xie Xinrong, the cousin of the Prince of Night. She is one of our own."

Upon hearing this, she turned back to look at Shadow Three, her eyebrows arching slightly. "Xie Xinrong? That pampered..."

They sang loudly as they went. Wherever they passed, the sea and its beasts would retreat in fear into the depths; on islands, the beasts would hide away in the forests; and if they passed a sect, the people within would immediately scatter in all directions.

She fretted over her family and that other world, but what about him? Could she just leave him behind? If she left like this, what would become of him?

The man knew clearly that a month had passed since the disaster, and the probability of finding any survivors in this town was nearly zero.

But these few cucumbers were not enough for Big Niu's appetizer, and without rice, the others couldn't eat either. Big Niu had no intention of searching other courtyards.

"No, you've already taken three pills. Besides, taking too many Jade Dew Pills is not good for your health." Ding-dong.

The passage in this space led directly to Feng Dingyun's residence; in just a moment, the two returned to the Dinghai Sect.

"Xiangguo Temple..." Song Yiyi's gaze faltered, and she covered her eyes, feeling tears welling up again.

"As long as you are happy." Chen Xing pulled out a tissue and began to sniffle. He pulled the tissue too hard, and it tore in two. He laughed with a feigned sense of humor and wiped his face twice. The tears mixed with the low-quality paper debris made his tear-streaked, smiling face look somewhat comical.

It was unclear whether Lei Chen had spoken too loudly, but Shen Lan seemed to have heard him. She waved her hand without looking back, and her figure disappeared completely.

"Oh no, the Second Brother's illness has flared up." Master Haikong struck forcefully, his hands gathering internal energy as he slapped directly at Master Haiyuan's back. Sensing the danger, Master Haiyuan countered with a punch. The two bursts of energy collided, instantly sending Master Haikong reeling until he landed before Qi Xuanyi and the others.

One didn't need to visit such a high-end Japanese restaurant every day, but for anniversaries, coming twice was certainly acceptable.

Hardly had Beiming Ling finished speaking when he was struck by a powerful force of internal energy, causing him to spit blood immediately.

"Whew!" Glancing back out the window, the night was already deep. Zhu Zhanshan did not intend to practice through the night this time, but instead chose to get a good night's sleep.

Lin Yu thought for a moment; since An Lei was so impervious to both soft and hard tactics, she would simply go find Mu Qingqing instead.

Fang Hao thought to himself that since his sister was going out to have fun early Saturday morning and returning on Sunday, he could travel through time once more.

However, what he did not know was that in the eyes of Zhu Di and the others, he had never been an innocent, spotless lotus flower.

Fragrant Herb in the Mist was perhaps the unluckiest; her starting point in the Origin Realm was on a sheer peak of Mount Kobida. If not for the patrol team meeting her, she would have been trapped there forever, left to drink the northwest wind every time she crossed over.

"I thought you wanted a kiss and a hug. Right away..." He Junshan chuckled, then quickly got up to fetch some water.

Cut by half?! Zhu Biao looked at his father in surprise. He felt his fourth brother was ruthless, but the Emperor was no less so.

She had thought about getting closer to Ling Wei to create more opportunities for herself, but that did not mean she enjoyed showing off. If she performed poorly and left a bad impression, she would have no chances in the future.

Hearing this, the midwife was even more astonished. What family didn't hope for a boy when having a child? This Prince Rong, on the other hand, didn't care about that at all and was solely focused on his wife—he truly was a rare eccentric.

"Director Li, it is a pleasure to meet you." Two middle-aged men in their late thirties, dressed in black suits, shook hands in a friendly manner.