Love Is Mutual, the Demon Dugu Bo

"Q... Qingtian?"

When Bibi Dong saw Yuan Qingtian, the wariness in her heart immediately eased considerably.

But...

She quickly realized that something was wrong with Yuan Qingtian's condition.

"Qingtian... what's wrong with you...?"

At the sight of the exposed springtime beauty before him, the crimson in Yuan Qingtian's eyes deepened. "Dong'er..."

With a single stride, he rushed straight before Bibi Dong.

Before she could react, he scooped her up around the waist.

"W-wait, Qingtian!"

Bibi Dong was caught off guard, but Yuan Qingtian gave her no chance to speak.

He lowered his head directly, aiming for her pale pink, glossy, soft, smooth red lips, kissing them again and again...

The Moon God Puppet was a BOSS, yet it could actually understand that gesture. Furious, it threw back its head and roared, then charged fiercely at Yang Tian.

"Yes!" the guard answered. The door was pushed open, and two maidservants entered with him. One lit all the candles in the room, while the other took an outer robe and draped it over Helian Yue.

Who was whose teacher? Didn't he count as someone who had been reborn? He might not know much else, but when it came to all kinds of ideas, it seemed no one could be his teacher. Even if he merely plagiarized the successful experiences of his previous life, that would be enough for Mister Deng to be anyone's teacher.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhang Hu hurriedly rose and bowed respectfully. Chen Feng, however, merely cupped his hands slightly.

The moment Shui Qing asked that question, Zi Jue could tell from Wan Lei's expression that it was almost certain: Wan Lei had stolen the dudou.

The imposing entrance of the Yanjing City Party Committee and Municipal Government gave people a sense of oppression. The building, constructed from stone blocks steeped in the vicissitudes of history, made Jia Siyi feel somewhat stifled. In truth, because of its position, the Yanjing City Party Committee's gate faced east, and the morning sunlight shone into the entranceway with exceptional brilliance.

"It's fine, go ahead. Prince should be arriving soon anyway. It's not a serious injury, so there's no need to worry about me." Ning Yunxiao smiled.

"My lord, you don't need to concern yourself with this matter. I didn't say anything, and you don't know anything either!" Seeing that Zhao Weixian's expression had softened somewhat, the man in blue seized the chance to say so.

"What do you mean? Tao Jiuniang has already been betrothed to your brother Huang Yong?" Liu Cong asked nervously.

Shi Xiaowen had previously told her older sister about her final decision, and it had worried Shi Xiaoxin terribly. That was why, despite how late it already was, she had brought her younger sister here. She had also told Liu Yunhao during their phone call just now.

"Don't worry, Brother Mo. I'm not some utterly wicked person. I know my limits. What happened today was because I was arrogant and overconfident for a moment. I'll definitely change in the future, definitely." Hearing him say he regarded him as a brother, Qin Youzuo was overjoyed.

Hei Mei and Hong Yun were terrified after hearing Shao Ping's venomous voice transmission, and fear showed in their beautiful eyes.

The Ghost Servants had no cultivation, but they possessed immense strength and terrifying physical power. They certainly could not defeat Hu Dunhou and the other six at the ninth level of the Qi Refining stage, but their ability to endure brutal beatings was extraordinarily formidable.

"Marshal, do you think we'll become sacrifices in this war?" one soldier asked timidly.

Fang Ying did not care that Zhou Hao was exchanging performance points for money. What concerned her more was that Liu Fan had bought so many different varieties of spirit liquid.

Fang Ying also sucked in a breath of cold air. She had never expected the Liu Family to deploy three pseudo-S-ranks at once. This was all of the Liu Family's top-tier combat strength! As an NCB member who knew the various ability-user families extremely well, Fang Ying could not help worrying about Zhou Hao again.

Unable to wait any longer, Zhou Hao scooped up a small amount of water with both hands and fed it into his mouth. His severely dehydrated body was deeply dissatisfied and protested impatiently.

Zhou Hao's situation was far worse. Although the slash was not deep, the damage it caused was immense. For an instant, Zhou Hao even felt as though the supernatural power on the blade had pierced straight into his bones. However, despite being injured, Zhou Hao obtained an extremely horrifying piece of information.

Yang Jie could only give up helplessly. He lay on the bed, closed his eyes to rest, and thought over what Jue Gen had told him today.