Chapter 107: You Are Not Allowed to Leave

Lin Mengqiu finished two bowls of rice again tonight. Although there were three dishes, Chen Shi'an was excellent at portion control; the two of them polished off every last bit, and even the final morsel of fish cheek was claimed and eaten by Lin Mengqiu.

After having her fill, the class monitor looked soft and relaxed, with not a trace of her usual sharpness on her face. Accustomed to the solitude of their shared space, she even revealed her casual, domestic side in front of Chen Shi'an.

The Orchid Sword appeared once again in Li Anquan’s hand, its sudden manifestation deepening the wariness in the eyes of the Turks. By now, his points had climbed to five thousand, three thousand more than the runner-up, Xu An.

"Immortal... Ancestor, I fear this Five-Colored Lotus cannot hold out for the next two hours," Yue Linglong said.

A spear materialized in Li Anquan’s hand. With three consecutive thrusts, the throats of the three men facing him began to gush with blood.

Turning back, Chen Chen saw a swarm of bees resting on a peach; they weren't eating, merely smelling the scent.

"The shape of the fish bone isn't quite right. I need to use a saw to remove the excess and reshape it."

After much contemplation, he reached a hand into the box and, with unerring precision, pulled out a single golden hair.

Su Bu felt a weight settle on his shoulder. Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he was shocked to see the rabbit hop onto him.

Su Bu could imagine the scene: heating the metal plating of the hull until it softened, then using a hammer, strike by strike, to beat the deformed hull back into its original shape.

Ignoring her, Su Tie looked at Liu Chenyang. "Young Master, I have something to tell you." He glanced at Wan Qingqing, hesitating.

"You maid, you are truly bold." If it were anyone else, he would have had them torn to pieces by now. Shen Mubei slept soundly all night, yawning as she woke at dawn, rising with sleepy eyes.

The Celestial Kingdom was destroyed, and the Moon People were subjected to a massacre; less than one in ten survived, and the remnants scattered to hide in every corner of the vast sea.

Su Yuehong heaved a sigh of relief. With a wave of her slender hand, the "Spirit-Snatching Coffin" immediately appeared before her. The pitch-black coffin shimmered with a cold, ghostly luminescence. As soon as it emerged, wisps of spiritual energy surged from outside the cave, flowing rapidly into the wood.

"You’ve made your choice!" The Emperor set down his chess piece, his expression shedding its former amiability, leaving only majesty and a faint, hard-to-detect trace of displeasure.

Before Lu Ping could reply, Lan Ling’er exerted force and yanked that whisker right off.

A wild, unbridled aura roared outward. Cracks began to spread across the sturdy floor, and at that moment, even the sun hanging high in the sky seemed to pale before the man's sheer presence.

As soon as Li Yang spoke, Song Fu, who had sensed something amiss all along, changed color instantly. He shouted a warning to the others and, simultaneously, launched himself toward the exit of the cavern.

On the plaza, the various zones slowly receded. After dispersing, they drew lots to determine their opponents, forming thousands of dueling arenas.

A sudden, clattering sound erupted, and numerous treasures flashed into existence in mid-air, landing steadily on the ground. Coincidentally, they landed right in the large pool of blood, becoming stained in the process, a sight that chilled the heart.

Seeing this, Li Yang and Bai Qiu produced their identity tokens and exchanged soul imprints with He Qingchuan.

Even the Asura demons were stunned. Although they had long possessed intelligence and knew how to cooperate to repel these people, they could not fathom why their enemies had started fighting among themselves.

In his youth, he had followed his grandfather, General Xiao, to fight on the frontiers. He understood all too well the importance of unity among generals in an army, and the catastrophic danger of having a traitor in the ranks.

Her family had been taken away and had yet to return. Although Gu Jinxi was constantly worried, there was nothing she could do.

It was precisely because they were sisters and cared so deeply that, during the years she was away, she hadn't contacted them, no matter how difficult or painful her life became.

Her hair was disheveled, her clothes stained with blood, and her makeup smeared—she looked truly wretched. Yet, when Ning Shiqian looked at her, he felt not a shred of satisfaction.

"An Hao, Su Su, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to keep it from you, I didn't want to hide the truth, it's just... I truly didn't want that cruelty and danger to befall you..." Xia Wennuan’s heart was filled with apology.

Deng Yueru patted Shuangxi on the forehead, wanting to say more, when a sound came from outside. She turned and saw Old Qi walking in, carrying his medical kit.

Jiang Bai couldn't hold it back and spat out his drink. His expression was as if he’d swallowed a fly; dining at the same table as such a person was nauseating, and he lost his appetite before the meal had even begun.

Xu Feilong’s pupils contracted. If he truly believed that Scarface had been unable to strike due to brotherly affection, then his position as the overlord of the underworld was a farce.

"I’m not leaving either. I’ve lived a long time and have never seen anything truly terrifying. Today, I’m determined to see it," Old Hong sat down with a thud.

Despite the severe degradation of his senses after the modifications, the distance between the two was less than twenty meters; anyone who wasn't blind could see the icy intent erupting in the other’s eyes.

The missed call was from his mother. Seeing that Xu Bo'an hadn't answered, she had sent a message.

"Hmph, Kakarot, you’d better come back soon. This time, I will surpass you no matter what!" A look of confidence appeared on Vegeta’s face.

"I am Xiaxia, with a top-grade Earth Spiritual Root. As you all know, I was given 500 sect contribution points the moment I entered the junior academy."

According to Soro, her father was muddled with rage. Sesshomaru didn't even know about her secret crush; going to him was useless, and now, he was going to throw his life away.

With the appearance of Mu Ziling, the twenty or so boys in the class couldn't help but gulp in unison.

Upon hearing that there was one for everyone, they ceased their hesitation and scrambled to reach for them.

"Since you don't know how to ride a horse, how about this? I’ll arrange for someone from the stables to take you for some coffee or watch some TV. You can just wait for us in the VIP lounge!" Zhang Zexu spoke up at that moment.

Three more days until the fifteenth. My cousin said that the fifteenth is the day his vitality will be at its weakest.

Ming An’s affections were a luxury; even cherishing himself was difficult. Having poured all his emotions into her, he didn't know if he had the capacity left to accommodate a child.

His tall, slender frame leaned against the door of the aerodynamic sports car, and before him stood a lovely girl a full head shorter than him.