Chapter 44: What Happened to the Female Lead?

Why does Jiang Yanyan keep staring at Ji Chenling?
Lu Xi found it hard to understand.
As the female protagonist, Jiang Yanyan had her own destined partner, and she was wholeheartedly devoted to Ji Yunxuan.
Why was she suddenly casting such stolen glances at Ji Chenling now?
If other characters in the book were captivated by Ji Chenling's stunning appearance, Lu Xi might have understood, but Jiang Yanyan was the heroine.
As the main character, with a resolute will and a strong inner self, apart from—

arete raised her head to submit to Demos's inspection. As if sensing his fluctuating emotions, her graceful body suddenly shuddered, and the bath towel draped over her shoulders slipped downward.

Xie Nianyi shouted angrily, his voice echoing through the entire bamboo grove, but no one came out.

Demos silently extended both hands and, without a moment of hesitation, reached directly for Arete's neck to examine her closely. That warm body heat, that concerned gaze, were to her both a protective solace and a silent transmission of his remorse for his abusive behavior toward her.

Ding Huo's gaze swept past the enticing delicacies and the exposed pale skin, his eyes as cold as a block of ice, only melting slightly when they touched the milky-white pool.

Before his voice trailed off, El concentrated all his source-signal energy into his eyes. Calder had once taught him that this was the best way to perceive source-signal entities.

Simultaneously with Arete's appearance, Cadmus had already shoved Nana aside with one arm and ruthlessly brought a knife down toward Jose with the other.

This artillery brigade marched through the deep mountains, seemingly cut off from the world, though more like they had been forgotten by everyone. No one knew their precise location except themselves, who kept their objective in mind at all times; they could not rest until they reached their destination.

Upon arriving at the battlefield, Wang Cheng could also see from the wounded soldiers left behind on the hilltop by Li Ziyuan after his counterattack, as well as the bodies of the martyrs, that his troops had suffered heavy casualties. Given the stark disparity in troop strength and firepower between the enemy and themselves, Li Ziyuan's detachment had indeed faced the genuine peril of total annihilation at that time.

For him, the deepest emotion Arete held in her heart was gratitude and admiration. She was grateful for his unwavering loyalty in following Demos and his selfless dedication, and even more admiring of his capability and decisive execution.

Within the Pool of All Living Beings, light and shadow rippled as two fiery fists formed, launching a fierce and continuous assault directly against Qin Zheng.

"Though possessing some talent, he has yet to mature and still requires much guidance from you all." He She felt joy in his heart, yet appeared extremely modest on the surface, while Chu Zhi, standing beside him, tactfully raised his hands in a salute.

Shi Hao did not bother to explain to this stubborn old donkey that this was a premeditated frame-up, and that this enraged beast had been used as a tool by others.

I walked over, staring at the two of them with a solemn expression, and asked what on earth they needed to discuss behind closed doors. We were all in the same boat, and such behavior was truly chilling.

Qin Zheng nodded, thinking to himself that this Xiangyang must be quite extraordinary to be valued so highly by the Demon God Envoy.

"If you have any thoughts, you can present them to Us; why resort to actions that invite gossip?" said Zhao Zhen, speaking indeed with consideration for her.

Just as we turned around, those dozen or so devil electric eels seemed to sense it as well, the blue light glowing continuously on their bodies as they swiftly pursued us.

"What Taotao says is entirely correct. Once a propitious day is chosen, I shall personally go to the Cao residence to propose marriage on behalf of Caiqing," Zhao Zongshi said with a loud laugh.

Behind us, a red glow flashed; it was Master Wan's Dipper Mother Profound Spirit Formation activating, with a momentum that shook the heavens.

He frowned, wiped his face, and as he sat up, he stared blankly at his surroundings. He was sleeping on a sofa in a small living room that looked somewhat familiar.

Shen Yinchen kept his eyes fixed ahead, his thin lips parting slightly as he said softly, "Leaving Fu Chengjue must feel terribly painful in your heart."