Chapter 49: Unbelievable
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Just as Xu Yang’s hand was about to touch Bai Xiaocheng’s skin, smooth as silk, a sudden vibration sounded.
Bai Xiaocheng’s mind cleared instantly.
“Get off!” she exclaimed, pushing Xu Yang’s hand away. Her face flushed red as she grabbed her phone from the bedside, turning off the midday alarm.
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This was a kind of care from an elder. Outwardly, Yang Kuang was the master and Xie Lianghai the servant, but in truth, Yang Kuang regarded the other as an elder, and Xie Lianghai was qualified to be seen that way. Yang Kuang saw it as a gesture of concern, something he hadn’t felt for a long time, and he smiled, deeply touched.
“With Zilong here, what could possibly happen? Your Majesty, aren’t you well aware of Zilong’s abilities?” Guo Jia replied with a smile after hearing Liu Bian’s words.
The Beast Garden had already opened. If he wasted time here, wouldn’t Xiao Xian’er and the others be in danger?
But peace was never so easily kept. Just as he found a desolate mountain, he bumped into someone rushing straight toward him.
He recalled that the atomic bomb he’d observed earlier had also been transferred to the Black Forest by the hidden master of these zombies, using some mysterious power.
If one could remain calm and serene at a moment like this, then perhaps living in this world had lost all meaning.
In the leading Mercedes G-Wagon, Nong Zhenjiang toyed with a blood-red ancient jade in his hand, a cruel smile spreading across his face.
In the painting, a jet-black dragon, dripping with ink, claws bared and imposing, soared above mist and waves.
For the following three moves, Kunsha barely lost ground. Yet after three moves, he had to retreat, for if he kept up such strain, his tendons would snap and he would die. He held out until the tenth move—finally, he made it to the tenth.
But she feared falling in love with a playboy. Just imagining it felt like courting heartbreak, so she’d rather refuse from the start. She reached out to pry his hand off, saying, “Let me—” and thought better of it.
“Damn.” Both Handsome and Long San rolled on the ground, dodging behind trees as bullets thudded into trunks with dull, heavy sounds.
“Alright, Miaomiao, stop fooling around and eat. I have some things to ask Handsome after dinner,” Lin Ruoxi said, pulling the fierce-looking Long Miaomiao, who was sitting astride Handsome, over to the dining table.
The blood zombie, severed at the waist, was nearly split in two, twitching on the ground, uncertain if it could rise again.
Sitting on the sofa with a gloomy expression, Si Tu Haoyu tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, his whole body surrounded by a chilling aura.
“What’s going on? Could this Magnolia wolf have a crush on you?” Long Miaomiao, standing behind Handsome, eyed the mother wolf that was licking Handsome’s hand with such delight. Her gaze was strange as she looked from Handsome to the gentle wolf, suspicion in her voice.
On the outskirts of Blue Song City, the airship station was packed at dawn with merchants dealing in seasonal goods and travelers preparing for long journeys.
“So, you’re saying Xinxi is home now?” After listening to Si Tu Haoyu, Cheng Lingzhi blinked, looking especially pleased.
At that moment, Tianming turned his gaze to the three Luonet assassins, whose faces showed they hadn’t expected this scene. He walked over and said, “Do you know where your flaw lies?”
To be honest, Jiang Ming was a little afraid of his mother—not because she was fierce, but because she was overwhelmingly enthusiastic, which he found hard to bear.
Of course, he hoped that one day he could live with Ding Qinghe. Others might find it unbelievable, but he felt an intense obsession driving him to think this way.