I recommend a piece of One Piece fan fiction.

Xia Liu's expression suddenly shifted. Then, he brandished the long sword in his hand, and instantly, countless sword shadows materialized before him.

Star Crow's explanation instantly stirred the spirit of many. To put it accurately, having found a way to vent outside the ordinary rules of the game, many of the men could barely contain their emotions. Perhaps only by truly residing in such an environment could one understand how painful and suffocating it is to be bound and restricted.

Lou Lou said, "I want to do it sooner too, but I'm still a bit scared. I've heard that having a baby is terribly painful, and I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it." She did not mention the matter of a formal title because she didn't care; as long as she could be with the Club President, she was already completely content, her demands neither excessive nor extravagant.

"Hahaha!" Akama Kei let out a wild laugh, followed by a sudden, booming shout. The thick clouds connecting to the four guardians instantly swelled dozens of times over, resembling a giant python swallowing an elephant. My eyes narrowed—something was amiss.

If one day the Prince could completely transform the Mistress, allowing her to let go of her hatred and devote herself entirely to this romance, then for the Mistress, this might well turn out to be a blessing.

As long as he possessed sufficient influence and power, whatever he did in the future would no longer require him to fight single-handedly. He might even gather enough people and momentum to find clues regarding his parents' feud, and ultimately achieve successful vengeance.

When I brushed against Ruoling, her entire body shuddered as if struck by an electric current. Before Uncle Xiao the Fifth had even pierced through the window paper, she had impatiently donned her cloak and rushed out. The next second, I heard a heartbreaking, piercing shriek.

Ye Xuan let out a few giggles, immediately drawing everyone's attention back to the solemn-faced Zhong Kui.

With that, he opened the carriage door, picked up the stack of dried goods piled atop the seafood boxes, and handed them to Lin Zhixiao. Turning back, he lifted the two seafood boxes and followed closely behind Lin Zhixiao toward the freezer in the kitchen.

"The price is a bit high. If it were cheaper, I'd buy a transport vehicle from you as well." It wasn't that Lin Tian lacked money, but rather that the equipment pieces themselves were not worth quite that much.

Lü Haotian leaned casually and sideways against the soft cushions on the floor, holding a goblet in his hand. That posture possessed the bewitching and alluring charm of a peerlessly handsome man. For a moment, Su Yingmei found herself staring in a daze.

Outside the door, Murong Jin withdrew his gaze from the glass window between the doors. He tilted his head back against the door panel, the glaring fluorescent light forcing him to close his eyes, while his lowered fists trembled in secret.

In the dead of night, Su Wuyang recalled how he had accompanied her back to Northern Village not long ago, stubbornly squeezing into the same room with her, where they improvised and spent the night sleeping on a few joined benches. That night, he spoke of his own affairs for the first time, even mentioning his father.

To be honest, I might not necessarily be Lu Yunchuan's match right now. If he hadn't stepped into the Deity Transformation realm, I could undoubtedly torture and kill him without a doubt. But since this fellow managed to step into the Deity Transformation realm before me, he would be rather difficult to deal with.

We hurried overnight to Manghe Town. Since I didn't have much money on me and had to save the fare for Yuncheng, the two of us—father and son—could only sleep on the streets, my heart filled entirely and gradually with nothing but hatred.

After dinner, having eaten some fruit and sat for a while, Yang Hua played with Nini for a bit longer. Unawares, time slipped quietly away. It was time for Yang Hua to bid farewell to everyone.

However, this corpse was different from the dead bodies outside; the flames within its pupils were pitch black, and its entire body was wreathed in black corpse aura, as if it were covered from head to toe in dense black hair. I was far too familiar with this sort of situation.

Revisiting this old place did not evoke the same feeling in me. The once-mysterious Quanzhen Sect in my eyes now held no secrets whatsoever. Instead of flying directly to the location of the Quanzhen Sect, I walked up the stone steps step by step until I reached the end, where Wang Yijian was waiting for me.

Qin Qin looked me up and down, then reached out to shake my hand, saying she had heard of me before and the like. I merely maintained a faint smile, not knowing what to say. At that moment, more guests arrived, so Qin Qin went off to greet the others, while Sun Jie and I found a seat to rest.

The locust tree spirit shrieked in a distorted voice, its surging demonic aura continuously dissipating, its power growing ever weaker, filled with utter helplessness and despair.

Because Zhou Yan's reaction was somewhat dramatic, the viewers in the live broadcast room began asking her what was wrong one after another.

Yao Ling had no intention of stepping forward to greet him. She simply followed quietly behind him as he leaped onto a flying sword. Along the way, any disciples they encountered kept a respectful distance, as if they had laid eyes on some kind of monster. Yao Ling found this rather peculiar.

Yao Ling was resolved never to have close physical contact with it; even though this demon beast had already taken human form, it was still such a slovenly mess.

Felipe moved his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but ultimately held his tongue. His gaze shifted to Celia, for she was the leader of the Rolling Stones machinery. A major alliance like this carried entirely different weight when spoken by Felipe compared to being uttered by Celia, the true leader.

She didn't give Bob another glance, shifting her gaze instead to the white man. She could tell at a glance that he was someone trained in martial arts.

"You..." Nathan started to retaliate, but was stopped by an uplifted arm from Victor.

"No, Qi Nan cannot slander me like this, especially not if it leaves a bad impression on Special Assistant Jiang and Brother Yin," Wu Xiao insisted, refusing to back down.

Xia Tianxi turned her head to speak with Qiao Xi. Only after finishing her conversation did she realize that the person beside her had changed to Shizi.

"Manager Zhang isn't quite clear about it either. It seems Manager Yu has been suffering from postpartum depression for nearly a year now, stubbornly forcing herself to keep working without telling a soul. I suppose this time it has completely erupted."