Chapter 95: Is She Your Little Lover?

Su Qingli sneezed all the way home from work, pinching her fingers over and over, trying to divine the reason, but no matter how many times she tried, she simply couldn’t figure it out.

She thought the matter was settled, but as soon as she sat down to eat, the sneezing began again.

“Achoo! Achoo!”

She’d barely picked up her chopsticks when another round of sneezes overtook her! She was so delicate…

Wolf Hongxiang spat out a mouthful of blood, thick with bits of shredded organs, and was instantly speechless. That punch had nearly destroyed him. As for the fate of the monster, who could say?

He watched as an old man approached. The man looked a bit like his father, but he couldn’t be sure. After all, his father rarely came to the house, and after so long, who knew what he looked like now?

“Alright, alright, I got it,” Donna replied impatiently, giving Wang Feng a friendly slap on the shoulder. “Buddy, you don’t hold back at all. You really are a Snow Leopard Commando.” The two of them started chatting as if they were close friends.

The commotion had already started to attract attention, but before anyone could get close, the Sirius Guards of Howling Moon Valley appeared. They couldn’t make out what was happening inside the thunderclouds at all.

I glanced at Rong Mu—she was clearly feeling the effects of the medicine. If we left her behind, what would happen to her?

At my age, there’s always an inexplicable anxiety about growing older. It feels as if after thirty comes forty, and beyond forty, youth is forever gone.

The entire warship, black on the upper decks and red below because of the lacquer, left everyone at the simple dock dumbfounded. They had never seen such a gigantic sea creature before.

After much asking around, I finally arrived at the technology information building Qin Siling had mentioned. Seventeen stories tall, it wasn’t a skyscraper by Beijing standards, where land was as precious as gold, but within a school, a building like this was a rare sight.

Led by Hui and the other demon wolves, all the people of Wolf Valley returned to the gorge, while Wolf Hongxiang and his two companions followed Hui to the Wolf King’s cave. The other wolves dispersed to tend to their own affairs.

Boom! A thunderous roar erupted from the black furnace, and with a bang, the lid blew off and hurtled toward the formation. With a crack, the formation shattered, stones at the cave mouth exploded, and the lid, trailing debris, shot out through the opening.

“I can’t say for sure, and I can’t really describe it either. Chen, why don’t you go find Sister Rou first? When the squad leader comes out, I’ll let him know to meet you,” Da Chuan said, offering no explanation. But I understood—he didn’t want me to worry. Still, I couldn’t help but frown.

Three sashes whirled wildly, spiraling downward in endless coils. Most astonishingly, they seemed to stretch without restraint.

Ziyan didn’t try to stop them. He didn’t care much for those two, and besides, Sima Zhao had already arrived. Even if he wanted to act, he wouldn’t get the chance. Now, all his thoughts were focused on Sima Zhao’s words.

Anar stood quietly to the side, watching Ji Yuyou and Liu Ruohan’s excitement, struggling to suppress her own turmoil.

Jin Yina was truly full of tricks. Knowing she hadn’t had a chance to review her lessons all day yesterday, she was clearly looking for ways to embarrass her.

In the dim light, one could make out a monk in a white linen robe with a black and gold-edged kasaya, arms bound, hunched in a corner.

He said nothing, but like a startled animal, he flinched at the sound Shi Jian made.

A tremendous crash came from Zhao Hongda’s door as the security door slammed to the floor with a thud.

Shen Qingjun’s entire body ached, her consciousness drifting. She felt a sharp pain at her neck, and her blood was being drained in surges.

She sat up in bed, stretched, and called Fang Yacen to report her current situation.