Future True Saint Domain Has a Name

What kind of fairy was she? Whether human or immortal, everyone had emotions. Flames rose in Zhuo Yanran's eyes, her lips turned pale, and even news of morning sickness had spread?

Her chest felt so tight and miserable that she was practically about to be angered into ascending to immortality all over again!

Especially when she saw her cousin tightly pursing his lips, struggling to manage his facial expression—clearly wanting to laugh but holding it in—her anger flared even higher. With a thud, she punched her cousin first!

Zhuo Feifan was instantly dumbfounded. Why? He was nearly knocked unconscious, his vision went black, and he swayed unsteadily. He had forced himself not to laugh, so why had he still been hit?

"You're still holding back your laughter?!" Zhuo Yanran flew into a rage. With a five-thunder strike to the crown, she cleanly dealt with her cousin first, leaving him limp on the ground, knocked senseless.

At the same time, she noticed that her close friend Ye Lin... also seemed to be holding herself back.

Ye Lin wore a blank expression, but the corners of her beautiful lips curled slightly and trembled. She was about to fail to hold it in too.

Zhuo Yanran immediately let out a shriek. Nothing had gone right lately—how could she be this unlucky?

She seriously suspected that someone was smearing her. Otherwise, how could the rumor have turned into this? Which enemy was it?

Wang Xuan crouched down and looked at the bald bird of prey, whose green feathers had all been blasted away. This should have been a ferocious bird with an extremely powerful bloodline, right?

He hesitated over whether or not to cut off one leg or break off one fleshy wing. It was not because he wanted a snack, but because he