Chapter 58: Threatening Young General Mo, Presenting One's Wife to the Highness

Qin Tingxian calculated the time when the woman ingested the Gu insect, and replied respectfully, "Twenty days."

Chu Linyuan said indifferently, "Too long."

Qin Tingxian bared his teeth. Realizing his expression was unusual, he instantly closed his mouth and smiled, his mind somewhat sluggish and failing to grasp the Crown Prince's profound meaning.

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Yang Ze sat down opposite him without any ceremony, placing one hand on the table while letting the other hang down loosely. He unceremoniously lit a cigarette and began smoking on his own.

A sharp pain throbbing between his brows served as a constant reminder to Zhao Ming that everything just now was no illusion.

He had long been coveting her body, and without wasting much time on foreplay, he dived straight in.

However, since Liang Ange was leaving anyway, and the company wouldn't make any money, they weren't about to grant her this opportunity. Now, they would just have her do odd jobs, moving from one event straight to the next, squeezing every drop of her remaining value.

Xu Qi was here, and Zizhu had just said that Cheng Zhao was also here. Could it be that Zizhu had caught them in the act, and the adulterers were Xu Qi and Cheng Zhao?

Outwardly, the Primordial Ancestor of Eastern Sun claimed to dislike body refining, but he was certainly not vague when it came to absorbing bone essence. The excitement within his soul fire was so intense it was almost ready to manifest as a flesh-and-blood face, and he knew this was a stroke of great fortune.

Besides, this could be considered giving them a taste of sweetness first. Once they got a whiff of it, they would naturally take the bait on their own.

Hengchuan let out a cold snort. With a single wave of one hand, a streak of silver light shot forth from his sleeve. In a flash, the silver flying sword rapidly expanded, turning into something like a shield while faintly emanating an aura of boundless vastness.

Following closely behind Lu Yun, they could not help exchanging glances every few steps, using their eyes to share their joy and excitement with one another.

In the end, the fatty Xuanzhong and Feng Haoyi also decided the outcome. The fatty was indeed formidable; he actually possessed the Devouring Technique, swallowing all attacks and draining away Feng Haoyi's True Qi.

Back in May, I swore I would start a new book, and I had already typed tens of thousands of words of the manuscript, but the flavor felt all wrong, and it wasn't well-written.

With a flash of bright light, Bai Qi instantly appeared beside the bed. At the sight of the scene before her, she was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her eyes.

Hearing Ye Qingrou's concern, Chen Tian originally wanted to refuse, but then he thought that the driver's frantic state was indeed suspicious, so he decided to go over and take a look.

Because she was fully focused on her painting, her facial features appeared even softer, and a unique temperament radiated from her entire being, making her extremely captivating.

When Chen Lin returned to the school, he happened to run into Liu Zhen, who was just returning. As soon as Liu Zhen started his livestream, everyone learned that Zhaoyue had met with a mishap, and the concert was thus declared over. The fans who had still been lingering in the stadium also dispersed one after another.

And although Liu Zhen promised to answer every question fully and without reservation, Chen Lin couldn't go asking him about everything, because he always felt that doing so would severely disrupt Liu Zhen's own studies.

Although she knew this matter would be hard to bring to a close, at the thought of this retaliation, the smile she had just worn instantly transformed into worry.

Afterward, Chen Lin and Xiao Yumu switched accounts, having no choice but to start out playing as fillers, quietly acting as dead weight.

"What is the specific location?" Director Gu asked with a frown. According to the scale described by Lin Haojing, this could be said to be the prelude to a major battle.

Dong Dongyu smiled awkwardly and handed the hairdryer to An Zilan. It was all Wenren Qingyue's fault for talking nonsense.

Yet even Ronan found it difficult to absorb that Infinity Stone, and had no choice but to mount the gem onto his warhammer.

"Alas." Aside from a sigh, Yan Feng had no more words to say. He was merely the team captain, not the owner. Choosing which coach to manage the team was the investors' prerogative.

Just as the five of them successfully blocked the piercing sword light and felt a slight sense of relief in their hearts, the wisps of Yin-Nether thunder intertwined within the sword light erupted.