"...There were far too many things to complain about, but I could barely understand your demands and current situation," Integra said, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "However, since you could neither find your companions nor that so-called Tretin Holy Scripture, would you be willing to temporarily join our Royal Order of Protestant Knights as an auxiliary member? Vampires had been appearing everywhere across Great Britain lately, and I was also severely short-handed, already—" "Impossible! Impossible!" Chen Yin's face instantly turned deathly pale. She kept shaking her head, and her aura immediately withered. She could not believe her eyes. She had given everything to Zhong Hao and regarded him as her entire world, hoping Zhong Hao could kill Han Lang.
Tang Jianxin raised his gold-steel magnet and viciously smashed it into the back of his own elder brother's head. Blood sprayed everywhere. Tang Jianxiong crashed to the ground with a bang.
The dragon head stood a full three meters tall. If its mind had not already been completely empty, that head alone might have weighed several hundred pounds.
Mia held an exquisite white jade cup and poured the steeped Dragon Whisker Tea into it. Only then did I notice how fair Mia's hands were; they looked even more flawless and white than the jade cup.
The moment the chairman finished speaking, dozens of white coats claiming to be armor-piercing rushed up and pinned Cong Yi to the ground.
Cheng Yitian suddenly discovered a huge secret: Gu Yanyu's face was changing as the green moths crawled over it.
"Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, did Pangu tell you to follow me?" Cong Yi conversed with the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon. Naturally, to keep others from overhearing them, they communicated through their minds.
The morning sunlight filtered through the window lattice, spreading warmly over