Perhaps having finally realized that it no longer had any chance of winning, the dark-red flesh tumor known as the "World-Ending Flower" abruptly burst open, revealing its true form within: a flower of flesh that had yet to fully develop.
The flower trembled continuously. Aoko Aozaki could even see the blood vessels on its petals gradually swelling, driving the flower to absorb the surrounding energy with greater effort and forcibly gain some of the abilities of a mature bloom ahead of time.
When Yan You looked at him again, Mo Yishen, who had been secretly watched all along, finally spoke in a low, unhurried voice. "Actually, I wouldn't mind if you looked openly." If one listened closely, there was a strong note of indulgence in his tone.
"I don't want to go to jail yet." Qin Chengyu tossed the ashtray onto the sofa, then sat directly across from Qin Zhenli. He lounged lazily against the sofa, a heart-trembling smile curling at the corner of his lips.
They dug and dug. Five minutes later, they heard a ding as the shovel struck the stone underground that was releasing energy.
Once again, Daoist Xiao stood in the snow, filled with guilt, and performed rites for several departed souls.
After making his threat, Cai Wei swaggered out of the restroom with his men. At that moment, my heart was filled with hatred, and I secretly swore that I would avenge this humiliation one day.
Yan You had not understood before, but after time quietly settled the past, she gradually came to understand that perhaps the person she had chosen was not the right one. Or perhaps a misguided longing that left one utterly exhausted truly did have an expiration date.
Yi Jin tried to drink for her, but Yan You stopped him. "Your