As a Modern Transmigrator, unless you were in the colder north, living in the south and not bathing was really uncomfortable.
Perhaps Lou Baichuan's voice was too gentle. Lü Shuang'er blinked but said nothing, watching to see what he would do next.
"I'm not trying to make you happy. I'm telling the truth. I wouldn't say it if I were afraid you'd tell anyone." Aila sounded utterly confident.
She kept clapping, then lightly stepped forward twice and glanced at the jewelry still left on the table.
After weighing everyone's opinions, Zheng Qi decided to spare Muramatsu Naiko and take her along to assume her post in the Angel Realm.
At those words, even Lü Shuang'er was surprised by how smoothly they came out. She had asked what was really on her mind, and her face immediately grew hot, so she quickly fell silent.
Although he felt a little guilty and reluctant, Wang Bugao knew that Liu Lei's approach was the most sensible under the circumstances.
The preliminary trials for East Continent's Tianqing Academy recommendation slots were always held under the leadership of the three sects. The fact that Ling Tian Sect could say this meant it had won the approval of all three major sects.
Black and White Impermanence, along with a host of Yin soldiers, followed behind the King of Hell and gradually disappeared into the darkness. On the empty wilderness, only the cold wind howled.
Huo Yu stretched out his index finger and tapped the red button beside his teacup. The curtains drew themselves open, and the room went dark.
The wind howled, ruffling the short hair beside Yu Chiqiu's ear. Light from outside slanted through the window, tracing the delicate, hazy beauty of her profile.
Liu was teaching me. I really didn't want to admit it, but