Chapter 31

Casa comigo, eu sou super comportado [e-sports] Pomelo da montanha 1858 words 2026-08-04 03:59:09

I was still somewhat dazed. My strength hadn’t improved in the slightest, so how could they claim it was a success? What exactly was going on with this mysterious dark hand’s training method?

At this moment, the mysterious grandmaster was engulfed in crimson flames, overlaid with a layer of gold. The air hummed with the sound of Buddhist chants, radiating immense power. As the dragon claw descended, these flames instantly surged to meet it.

Feeling nothing unusual—experiencing only a sense of familiarity and warm harmony—Ye Xuanyuan remained still.

When faced with problems, most people instinctively shift the blame onto others or use them as an outlet for their frustrations; it is a standard human reaction to seek gain and avoid harm.

My hatred for Zhao Tianyu had reached the marrow of my bones. Even breaking his limbs wouldn't be enough to quell the rage in my heart, so how could it possibly suffice?

Moreover, I realized something: when I was with Wu Jun, I would push him away unless we were merely holding hands. Yet, in Ouyang Zhi’s embrace, I had no such thoughts. Instead, my only concern was not to provoke his anger.

Sister Shengnan hurried out after me. I truly intended to go home and sleep, but I was even more determined to seek revenge. I needed to recuperate my strength before I could strike back, and a plan for vengeance was already slowly taking shape in my mind.

Looking at Shen Yan’s handwriting, I felt that I had done far too little for her over these past two years.

After I got into the car, the owner yielded the driver’s seat to me, but before he could climb back in, I drove off without a second thought.

To think that someone could perform such a sultry dance without evoking a single lewd thought, only a sense of pure beauty.

Then, Xu Chuxia went up to present her gift. "Susu, these are gifts from me and my roommates." She handed the items to Liu Susu.

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan knew he could no longer sit idly by. Risking damage to his battle realm, he broke free from his constraints. At that moment, he was terrifying, his vitality surging like fire as he bathed in brilliant divine light, pressing forward.

Yin Yi politely accepted the water but did not drink it. She offered Xu Lingfeng an apologetic smile and walked out of the monitoring room.

"Eunuch Wang, this... His Highness Yunjing has summoned me? Is it for..." Sun Deyou asked hesitantly. It was bizarre; why would Princess Yunjing summon the head eunuch of the Palace Maintenance Bureau? There seemed to be no reason. The bureau handled nothing but cleaning; what else could there be to arrange?

There was no need to speak of Huo Huang; as the most outstanding descendant of the Huo family, that self-confidence was naturally etched upon her face.

Wu Fan was somewhat stunned. The old monk’s sudden attempt to dissuade him left him completely at a loss as to what had happened.

Inside the bedchamber, Zhou An’s aura fluctuated to its limit, the water in the tub splashing violently, reaching a point of extreme intensity.

After the call connected, Yin Peihan felt much relieved to see that Zhang Ming was unharmed, and Zhang Ming immediately directed her to a certain location.

After Chen Rang left, the underworld of Dragon City enjoyed a period of peace. The martial arts ranking tournament had indeed fundamentally reduced conflicts between gangs, but the astute could see that many had harbored grudges during the matches. They were suppressing their anger, and once the time came, a storm would surely rise.

Among them, the most intense quarrels were between two factions: one led by the youth and the other by the middle-aged.

The Magic Qilin exhaled torrents of fire from its nostrils, these flames merging into a sea of red waves.

Yet, Ye Zhen remained noncommittal, her expression indifferent. She looked at Ye Miao as if she were a complete fool. This contemptuous attitude made Ye Miao truly uncomfortable, feeling as if being stared at by Ye Zhen was like being tied up and awaiting execution.

In truth, Qi Ming was secretly calculating. Lin Fan had shielded him once during the arena matches a few days ago and twice today. Unwittingly, he had blocked for him three times. As someone who always repaid kindness, his "thank you" was spoken with deep sincerity.

Liang Yan’s behavior was baffling, and even Li Zixiao couldn't fathom it. Just as he was about to follow her, Ji Ruobing suddenly appeared before him.

Perhaps Ye Zhen’s words had taken effect. These past few days, Feng Jiao had indeed stopped clinging to Princess Luxiang, even staying indoors to focus on her pregnancy. Ye Zhen’s chicken soup that day had clearly been a warning; she could not afford to take risks now.

The sun and moon traded places once more; the end of the day marked the beginning of the night. Ye Shaoxuan sat from dusk until dark, the night in the Eastern Desert biting cold.

Why was this happening? It was because Yang Chen had underestimated the allure of an Earth-grade cultivation technique. He was the classic example of someone with a full belly who couldn't understand the hunger of others. For anyone else, finding such a technique would be as difficult as ascending to heaven, yet he possessed abundant resources.

Gu Feifei did not answer, and the room fell into a heavy silence. Li Zixiao, feeling puzzled, turned on the light. When the glow fell upon Gu Feifei’s face, a sudden ache pierced his heart.

At dusk, Xuexing puffed on a "God of War" brand cigarette, his eyes clear. It seemed that over the past month, all those pains had finally drifted away.

"Let it be. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave." With that, Ye Shaoxuan turned and walked away.

The seven sword beams, which had been wandering freely and slaughtering spider-men, let out a soft ring. The blue cold mist wrapping around them erupted, and a terrifying, freezing blue light swept across everything, echoing the ice shards dancing in the sky and sealing everything for miles around in ice.

It was a pity that Lin Yunfei had long since moved away, and everyone else had instinctively retreated hundreds of meters.