Volume One, Chapter 52: Leaving Her Behind Midway

I had already stopped bringing up the topic of children, but Shen Yixiao was becoming increasingly invested in it, seemingly genuinely looking forward to us having a child together.

Although I had no desire to bear his children, it would still be a welcome outcome if my lingering medical condition could be cured.

Unfortunately, Liu Xu no longer dared to make an issue of the imperial estate. Even the most docile sheep, if shorn of its wool so many times over, would eventually be driven to anger.

When that day came, a falling-out between the two parties would be inevitable. The clearer the division between us now, the easier it would be to make a decisive choice in the future.

While fighting with Han Xu, the man in black kept a close eye on Hu Xin, desperate to confirm whether the hidden dart had hit its mark.

Within just this brief moment, Jia Cong had witnessed Wang Xifeng's talent for pleasing Lady Jia, and could not help but marvel at her skills in flattery and sycophancy.

Yet, upon coming over to the computer and looking at what was on the screen—though not entirely versed in hacking—he could at least understand the basics.

As the demonic berserk loli lunged toward the pair of demonic crystal monarchs, even her form of address for Hu Xin had changed.

A trace of confusion flashed in Fang Zheng's eyes. Why had his spiritual insects, which had never failed him before, lost their effect on the opponent?

Seeing his good brother suffer such a devastating blow and sink into such despondency, Shen Tai could not help but quietly whisper a reminder from below.

She never imagined that a moneymaking method which had never failed her before would ultimately cost her the most precious thing of all.

First, the boatfolk who sold fish had nowhere else to go for the time being, which was why they continued to endure the additional regulatory fees levied by our Hengtang Fish Market.

Yet she was met with disappointment. Apart from moss-covered tree trunks, intertwined roots, and patches of pale yellow silt, nothing else could be seen.

Xue Yuetian within the Profound Realm also sighed with emotion. At a time like this, there were still people other than Han Bing willing to trust him, even if they might now be wavering between whether they should leave the Dragon Clan or stay to track down the true culprit.

Aofeng suddenly frowned as well, surveying the surroundings. In such an open environment, there wasn't even a single bird to be seen; although it wasn't as remote as a deep mountain forest, it carried an aura of dead silence.

Shen Mi and Lou Fa had both originally served as military magistrates and enjoyed much prominence. However, everything changed the moment Zhao Wei arrived. Now, even the quartermaster could make things difficult for them. Their military equipment was issued incomplete, their rations were insufficient, and they were subjected to all manner of harassment. It was then they realized that all of this was simply because the two of them were not entirely submissive to Zhao Wei.

Jingchuan glared fiercely at him, though inwardly he felt a secret wave of relief that this fellow hadn't clearly heard what Mu Xi had just said.

Seeing Dong Lianzhu's neatly combed hair disheveled by the strong wind, and looking at the anxious expression on her face, Li Xunhuan wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back down as they reached his throat. With a low sigh, Li Xunhuan said nothing more and took the lead to guide the way.

That night, they had observed this island from the lake; within a radius of several kilometers over the water, even a flying bird could be shot down by volley fire.

Hu Lu's kick was delivered with lethal force. Xu Biao's stalwart body was sent flying across the private room's carpet for a distance of at least three meters by the impact, sliding until he crashed into the sofa and finally came to a halt.

Perhaps you were born behind at the starting line; perhaps others are speeding ahead in sports cars, trains, bullet trains, or even flying rockets and spaceships, while you can only rely on your own two legs, straining with all your might just to draw closer to them. Perhaps you feel anger because of this, perhaps melancholy, or perhaps you even harbor resentment against heaven and blame others for your lot.

The artificial intelligence had miscalculated Chen Junyi's physical capabilities, and by the time it realized the truth, it was already too late.

A fierce glint flashed in Yan Changlan's eyes, his expression stripped of its usual open and bright demeanor, replaced instead by a profound chill.