When you were traveling, the conditions were bound to be a little rough. A bathhouse was out of the question; this place simply didn't have the facilities.
"I surrender! I surrender!" The golden-robed cultivator quickly conceded, then leaped off the arena.
Not only was her appearance identical, but more importantly, her bearing was exactly the same. There was no doubt—it was Alice.
He Yi had always had "enemies as common as dogs and foes around every corner" in the immortal sects. Fortunately, he had an excellent disposition. He never feared being crushed beneath the weight of his enemies, nor did he dread nightmares haunting him in the dead of night. Compared with his long record of misdeeds, breaking out through the gates of Luoxi City was hardly worth mentioning.
Ye Tian followed Old Evil Huang curiously into a classroom he had never visited before. There were two desks, an ordinary blackboard, and a lectern. It looked no different from a classroom at school.
Why did she suddenly feel as though she'd picked up a rock only to drop it on her own foot? Ji Yue looked like he'd be anything but easy to fool.
No matter how quick-witted or silver-tongued the official was, he couldn't withstand Zhao Ling'er's boundless curiosity. After she kicked him a few times, he was driven out of the suite. Zhao Ling'er could no longer resist trying out the bathtub that heated its own water.
For you, I cry out as I fight for your head; I catch you as you flee and take your head. For you, for you, for you—who are you?
The Vermilion Bird beast let out an angry cry and spewed a huge mass of golden flames from its mouth, like a sun hurtling toward Ye Tian.
A glimmer of hope rekindled