Volume One, Chapter 116: The Male Enchantress

So, she searched around the vicinity. Fortunately, she found a cave nearby. With great effort, she dragged Shen Ye back into the cave. However, misfortune seemed to follow her; just as she was pulling Shen Ye inside, she accidentally twisted her ankle, swelling up into a large bump. The pain was so sharp that every step felt like a dagger piercing her foot.

Logically, since it was just a trip, there was no need to treat the house as if she were leaving forever. Thinking of this, a faint doubt crept into my heart: had Lele really gone on a trip to Jiuzhaigou?

I found it strange—Brother Ma and his group had lived in seclusion in Ronghua for many years, rarely interacting with others except for business related to funerals. So who was visiting now? I asked Lion Head and the others if they were old friends of Brother Ma.

Yun Feiyang’s punch, enhanced by the Xuantian Overlord Body Technique and the One Thought Dragon Fist, exerted a force equivalent to at least two thousand dragon power.

“Mom, what are you doing here?” Qin Su seldom concerned herself with the company after leaving, rarely visiting the East Sea headquarters or its branches.

“Don’t worry, a man’s word is as good as gold. Once I said I’d risk my life to accompany a noble friend, I won’t go back on my word. Let me enjoy this a little longer, to rest and gather strength; otherwise, I might be gloriously sacrificed before the bill is even paid.” Xu Hui leaned back on the sofa, slipping into a light doze.

The government army commander, seeing the enemy cavalry enter firing range, ordered machine gun fire, followed by synchronized rifle shots.

“Damn it, you don’t need to drink that much just because of a breakup!” Suddenly, Haozi appeared before me, holding an umbrella.

Man Lei roared furiously, turning all his faith into rage and unleashing it onto Site’s body.

“Shall I take you home?” I reached out to help Lele up from the ground.

Upon Zhao Yang’s orders, once the group reached an isolated area, Xue Qingyuan silently rode away alone.

Hearing Bai Chen’s words, Tang San, though unsure of his intentions, had no choice but to obey and followed him.

“Courtesan, what you say is reasonable. However, in such an elegant place, where we all meet and show our true selves, shouldn’t you also reveal your face?” Jiang Bailiu smiled gently, more courteous than that Chu Yong.

When he first evolved, that sturdy water buffalo was indeed an important resource for his transformation.

“Lingling, don’t be reckless.” Yang Xue arrived, her voice heavier, signaling Xing Lingling to behave. Though she had never met Xiao Bai, Murong Jue was enough to put great pressure on her.

Yang Chen observed the slope beneath the pavilion—it was steep like a cliff. It was impossible to jump directly down from the pavilion; they had to go around to the base of the slope and then climb up slowly.

“I wouldn’t say I understand it well; I just taught myself a little. I’m no match for a professional artist like you,” Yang Chen said modestly.

Before Meng E, a gigantic white rabbit over four hundred meters long suddenly landed. The enormous creature radiated an overwhelming aura, so intense even Meng E felt suffocated despite his strength.

Earlier, the three-meter-long giant python was grabbed in one bite by a shadowy figure beneath the pond the moment it came to drink, indicating it was safer when some distance remained from the water’s surface.

Claiming to be a cat person and that your master’s death makes you more suspicious—if it weren’t for your ongoing demon hunting, we would have met sooner, although not under such friendly circumstances.

Shen Linfeng sat beside a fallen tree trunk. The occasional chirping of insects echoed nearby. The sun stood at its zenith, with rays filtering through the branches, warming everyone’s faces, soothing yet lulling them toward drowsiness.