"Damn it! Wh-what the hell is up with that woman?!"
Amid the filthy, sticky, stench-filled heap of flesh and corpses, Yong Valentine was struggling to crawl out. He was not moving very quickly, because Gray's earlier blow had severely damaged his body, and he needed more time to regenerate. Yet the steadily approaching killing intent kept him from daring to pause. That hooded woman was the most...
The occasional passerby in this remote place only saw a blurry black shadow fall from the sky and assumed it was some irresponsible person throwing things from a height, paying it no mind.
Jia Cong smiled at her, leaving her room to think it over herself. After exchanging a smile with Ping'er, he said to Lady Zhen, "Madam Zhen, there is no need to grieve too deeply. Though you and Xiangling suffered the pain of separation, your hardships have now come to an end. Do not let either sorrow or joy overwhelm you, lest you harm your health."
At this time of year, every flower in the garden had withered. The ground was littered with yellowed branches and leaves, and when the autumn wind blew, it carried a bleak air of fall.
Zhang Youshi knew that Jia Cong would most likely want him to examine Lady Cha and Lin Ruhai again tomorrow, so he did not refuse and had someone lead him to the side courtyard to rest.
Dou Wei knew absolutely nothing about what had happened online during the night, because the guy was still sleeping soundly at nine in the morning.
I could just walk around our dorm naked. Of course, if you still didn't think that was enough, I could even do a pole dance for you or something.
At first, the two of them squinted at me with obvious