Chapter 37: Who Exactly Are You?

Pei Heng gripped her wrist, his dark eyes narrowing slightly. "In the past, didn't you despise Zhou Siyao?"

"Given your nature, it is absolutely impossible for you to be friends with her."

Listening to the oppressive tone of the man, Jiang Ning lowered her head. "Pei—Pei Heng, have you lost your mind?"

...

In the bitter cold of winter, amidst the ice and snow, when you are frozen stiff, a massive flame surges toward you, bringing a profound, soul-deep warmth and satisfaction.

The moment Huang Yueli saw its chubby, round, and adorable appearance, the grease still lingering on the corners of her mouth, her enthusiasm cooled by more than half.

Just as Mu Lingsha was wondering whether to go out and forage for food herself, the door creaked open.

When Long Yuqi heard the mention of the Northern Clan, he was clearly startled, though it was only a fleeting reaction that went unnoticed by everyone else. However, Ah Zheng, standing to the side, spoke up.

Yet he was like a dog waiting for its master to return home, peering left and right, sitting and waiting endlessly.

The moment Mu Lingsha saw Simo Jin in this state, she felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head.

...

If not for the constraints of protecting His Highness, the Seventh Prince, in the carriage, such a small group of men would have been no match for them.

Su Moluo looked out the window at the situation, and only then did she completely abandon the idea of escape.

Of course, there were even more miserable cases; some might sit for an entire day without being able to enter the artistic trance, forcing them to give up on their enlightenment.

Although humans are the most spiritual of all beings, they are ultimately evolved from animals, and in some respects, they retain a deep-seated possessiveness over their private territory.

"I have decided." Ling Xue nodded heavily. She had been lost as to where to go, and since such a good opportunity for healing had presented itself, she did not want to miss it.

What was even more peculiar was Master Lei. He remained motionless, yet the military flag had not harmed him in the slightest. Yu Xi certainly did not believe the flag had suddenly developed a conscience and spared Lei Nuo; the flag’s attacks were ruthless, and its heart was as black as coal.

The atmosphere instantly froze. Across the mountain mist, they gazed at each other as if traversing the divide between life and death.

She seemed to be asleep, eyes closed and perfectly still. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled, pale golden light across her brows and eyes, creating a scene of unique beauty.

Another boy, who had been eavesdropping from afar outside the bathroom and water room, bolted the moment he heard Uncle Tang order them to stop.

She had overestimated the security of the Black Prison; it was entirely her own fault. Lin Shen'er rarely felt such frustration, and now she could only blame herself in silence.

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Song Qingyue walked over, holding a glass of fragrant wine. As soon as he approached, Xi Lie wrapped an arm around his slender waist, causing Song Qingyue to tumble into his embrace. The wine in his hand spilled instantly onto Xi Lie’s open shirt, and Song Qingyue’s expression stiffened.

He tilted his head, watching Xi Can’s black hair being stirred by the night breeze. Seeming to sense that Ji Shenqian was watching him, Xi Can turned his head, his eyes asking what was wrong.

After the roar echoed, everyone from the Nascent Soul old monsters down to the Qi Refining disciples was pinned down, unable to move; only those with the Divine Aperture realm could barely hold their ground.

When the vote count for the sea came out, many in the audience were quite satisfied with the result.

However, Li An could see that Juliet did not trust him—she trusted Romeo.

Second Sister Ling then jolted awake. She had been so focused on pinching her beloved that she had completely forgotten the tasks Wang Yi had entrusted to her.

Lin Feng exhaled deeply, forcefully pulling apart the arms Yu Siqing had wrapped around him. He then turned his body to pull her into his embrace, and in the next moment, he cupped the back of her head and pressed his mouth directly onto her delicate lips.

Lin guessed that unless it was an exceptionally large deal, Shang Longtian would be unlikely to make a personal appearance. It seemed that this time, "National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance" had truly invested heavily.