Chapter 52: Trust Her

Song Qingli did not want to lose, especially not to Lin Xilan, as doing so would make her feel that her life was a complete failure.
Therefore, Song Qingli sought out Zhou Yuheng. She had only one purpose in doing so: to prove that she still held a place in Zhou Yuheng's heart.
Having inquired for a long time, Song Qingli finally found out that Zhou Yuheng was going to the golf course today to meet a client, so she deliberately orchestrated a "chance encounter"...

"Rest assured, with me here, no one will dare do anything to Qingliu," Junnuo promised.
The doctor ran over, and the police officer unlocked the restraints directly to let the doctor in. The doctor glanced at the officer who was watching him, then stepped forward to examine Su Wushuang's physical condition.

The "Zhuge" gentleman could not help but heave a deep sigh, cursing him for choosing such a terrible day. Since his main army was going to be held in check by this fellow, wouldn't that tricky Prince Ning be able to drive straight in and charge right into the enemy's heartland?

They say that deciding someone's life is easy, but a scene where people are scrambling to die is not something you get to see every day! Heh.

Was Emperor Wei hearing the call of his own heart, or was blood relation truly this defies-all-logic powerful?

After placing the breakfast down, Ye Tian muttered to himself. He had already used up the remaining few crystal stones, so he would just have to wait until his next trip back to bring some more for Elder Bai and the others.

Although what he said sounded somewhat reasonable, to others, it merely seemed like an excuse to cover up his own lustful behavior.

Lower-tier martial arts warfare is, by contrast, far more thrilling and explosive. There are earth-shattering roars, deafening sounds, and a turning upside down of the heavens and earth.

During the year and more that Sun Naizheng spent with Heili, a feeling arose in his heart, making him feel as though he were...

Returning to the surface, Chen Fan breathed in the fresh air. Being inside the core base, with its heavy technological atmosphere, had made him extremely uncomfortable; technology brought him more of a sense of oppression and alienation.

In this manner, Wang Zuo utilized the approximate triangle formed by the Sumo River, the Nan River, and the Changbai Mountains in the southeast to completely trap the forces of Shetu and Chuluohou within this giant encirclement.

Qin Ming cast his gaze outward and saw spiritual energy soaring into the sky from this floating island, while the starlight in the heavens was so dense that it formed strips of light cascading down from the highest vault of heaven.

Chen Fan stroked his nonexistent beard, wearing a profound look, implying that he understood without needing to be told.

At the age of ten, he experienced the saddest event of his life; after that, no matter what happened, he no longer considered anything to be a real crisis.

Amidst a chaotic flurry of clattering sounds, those people only felt a blur before their eyes and a tremor in their arms. Not only did they fail to slash anyone, but their own machetes were all snapped cleanly in two and fell to the ground.

In essence, it all comes down to the same thing. Faced with matters of great principle, for the sake of self-preservation and survival, whether one felt jealousy or envy truly did not matter at all anymore.

During the later Liao Dynasty, legend has it that a yellow dragon appeared here, hence it was renamed Huanglongfu. The "Huanglong" in "charging straight into Huanglong" refers to this very Fuyu City. It is a city with a relatively long history, having served as the political center when the Goguryeo ruled the former territory of Fuyu.

She was not as fortunate as Luoyang; the curse of the Yin spirit within her could no longer be suppressed. The curse marks all over her body erupted suddenly like a long-suppressed force, and in the blink of an eye, she transformed into a magnificent nine-colored serpent of immense proportions, its massive body covered from head to toe in malevolent and evil curse seals.

Besides, if she were not sent back today, Zhou Zongyuan and Wu Lianlian would inevitably start chattering away about something again.

Yet she did not know that this only allowed him to experience an even greater sense of exquisite pleasure. Both the palms and backs of his hands were enveloped and squeezed by her thighs.

The man wore a ferocious expression on his face, glaring at Gu Zhengrong as if he wished to tear him apart right then and there and throw him into the trash can.

The fullness of desire that once sought to remind Ye Zeng of her strength was gradually fading away, like a solitary boat sailing through the dark night, its guiding beacon of hope slowly flickering out ahead.