Chapter 105: This Is My First Kiss

Jiang Budong’s kiss was searing and domineering; with practiced ease, he pried open Chen Pan’er’s pearly teeth.

Chen Pan’er hurriedly broke free from his kiss and gave him a light push.

“Xiaotong, don’t...”

The soft murmur in Chen Pan’er’s voice, like poison, ignited the fire in Jiang Budong’s heart.

His movements...

“Since that is so, then many thanks to the Great Emperor of Mount Tai. Benefactor Ye, let us go.” Maitreya laughed heartily, swept his sleeve, and the two vanished from where they stood; before long, they would likely return to the mortal world.

The two entered the cabin without trouble. Inside, the furnishings were fairly clean, and the floor was surprisingly covered with a thick carpet.

Moonlight lay clear as flowing water, like a silver plate, glittering and radiant. It poured down from beyond the highest heavens onto the snow-covered land, where the reflected glare shone dazzlingly, bright and captivating.

“Do not doubt it. This is the price of forcing your way in!” the massive figure bellowed. Chains rattled as its body moved, and even the mountain itself seemed to tremble.

An Ran listened with her eyes closed and a faint smile at the corners of her mouth, growing drowsy and hazy as though she might fall asleep again. It took her quite a while to get herself up. The first thing she did after getting out of bed was pour herself a cup of warm water; sipping it, she rubbed her still-foggy eyes and hurried into the bathroom to look in the mirror.

By rights, he also felt that Li Feng was more suitable. He had heard all the rumors about Li Feng, and Ye Qiu also spoke highly of him. But the Grand Elder belonged to the Golden Crow clan, and would certainly support his own people; that meant his own decision would be the most crucial one.

“Ten Thousand Swords, Strangle and Kill!” Fang Yan shouted sharply. The light in his hand had already turned into a myriad of sword shadows. As the shadows flashed past, even the vital energy in the air was shredded apart, and space itself trembled like rippling, boiling water.

Old Liu triggered the hidden weapon, and a highly destructive projectile shot toward Li Ming, who was rubbing his ear. Li Ming felt no trace of danger; perhaps something like that would have done him no harm even if it struck his eyelid.

Even after coming here, Xia Yan still kept an eye on the local media. This report came from a local sports outlet, and in its rush to beat the clock, it had been published in haste; only later did they establish who she was.

The cube was a full ten meters on each side. Its front, back, left, and right faces were all pitch-black, gleaming with a metallic luster, and each face was connected to eight black pipes—the sewer lines the livestream had mentioned.

Beating the Raptors on the road to open the new season with a win, the result left the Cavaliers’ newly appointed coach, Scott, very satisfied. Although the game had its twists and turns and the closing moments were nerve-racking, the final outcome was good enough. Scott, who had felt as though he were sitting on a volcano, finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Just now, if I had not acted in time to seal several vital acupoints on your body, you would likely already be paralyzed and dead.

“Yes—if you don’t believe me, look...” Lin Ling pointed, and found that her finger was pointing straight at the elevator. “Th-that... that’s an elevator? How is that possible? There wasn’t one just now.” Lin Ling rubbed her eyes, thinking she was seeing things. She looked again, and the elevator really was beside the stairway, unmoved.

Those who already suspected the two were involved would suspect it even without this incident; those who did not believe it would not think twice even if they saw this.

That meant Xiang Bufu’s men had been watching the duel between him and Sword Thirty all along in Moonlit Night Forest.

That day, with nothing to do, Su Rui sat at home scrolling through news on his phone. He made no special effort to pick any particular kind of story, glancing through whatever came his way.

As he spoke, Russell had already driven inside with effortless control and dished the ball to Hollins, who banked in an easy two points.