Lin Heng discovered that whether it was First Senior Sister's little clique or Ancestor Yao's little clique, whenever something happened, each of them ran faster than the last.
The crafty and sinister Senior Niu paid the price for it. She was very young, and she passed very peacefully.
Leng Qingyun shoved her aside and mocked, "That's it? That's it? You still wanted to outdo me? Big Sis is really getting more and more useless!"
"Little Senior Sister, I think you completely don't understand!" Lin Heng held her slender waist, leaned close to her ear, and slowly nuzzled against her.
"(′?ω?) Understand... understand what?" Little Senior Sister still had not realized the severity of the problem.
Could it be...
Th-this couldn't do. Hadn't they agreed not to casually use the Wood Element Body?
"?? ?? ????? Uh... I think there probably won't be any big problem. Big Sis is still too lousy..."
Over the following days, the Cloud Boat fleet advanced steadily.
Especially lively things were happening aboard every boat.
Martial Man and the other Martial Path cultivators had gathered to play mahjong for money, and someone who had lost too badly got desperate and started a fight.
Small wagers delighted the spirit; great wagers damaged the body.
As for little brother Sun Hao next door, he spent every day holding his delicate young wife and kissing her again and again. He was at an age as fierce as a wolf and ravenous as a tiger—young people found it hard to restrain themselves.
As for Bai Yi, Luo Qi's appearance left him far less optimistic...
Bai Yi said, "Great-aunt, why are you always clinging to me? I know I'm handsome, charming, manly, and the son of an Immortal Venerable. There's no need for you to throw yourself at me like this,