Chapter 268: Everyone Targets Him! Take Down This Bye-Week Kid! (Requesting Monthly Votes)

When that familiar figure appeared before them, everyone froze for an instant.

Moments later, they all snapped back to awareness.

"Lin Mo."

"Lin Ge!"

"Hmph, Lin Mo!"

"You finally showed up!"

"Mo Brother!"

"..."

Voices poured into Lin Mo's ears; he smiled slightly and looked around:

"I didn't arrive too late, did I?"

Now, she and Mu Yingchen were also quarreling over the child issue; she couldn't even imagine what she'd do if she truly became pregnant.

Xia Luo felt some regret—not for coming to see Mo Mo'er, but for having slept with Yang Guo last night. How could she not have held back? Now, Yang Guo clearly thought he was sneaking around with Mo Mo'er behind her back.

But whether she was looking at the empty seat or the person beside it, only she knew for sure.

Only when she saw the boys pushing the tower did she hurry to advance the minion line, trying to coordinate—but she still fell behind the boys.

"No need to trouble the Young Master," Han Yue said respectfully. She had just used Kong Yanfei's name to scare off that beauty, but she was no longer Kong Yanfei's concubine; she couldn't let Qin Zhengjing discover this.

Qin Zhengjing's face turned pale; the warmth of the beauty still lingered in his arms, yet that lovely girl now knelt on the ground, weeping like a pear blossom drenched in rain.

Han Yue froze, unable to believe that Kong Yanfei could also reveal such an alluring side—her deep starlike eyes lowered, hiding the sharpness within.

Somehow, over time, Yue Nan began seeing more and more updates from former classmates on QQ, and more people were choosing to share things on their Moments.

Not long after, Yang Guo, Tian Jiaojiao, and Song Ke arrived, watching Mo Mo'er with deep concern; only when they saw she was truly out of danger did their hearts finally settle.

"Your Highness must have other matters to attend to; Yongle won't disturb you further! I'll come again another day," Yongle rose, bowed to Han Baimo, and said.

Chu Yan had slept for seven days straight; walking through the streets of Wuyan City, she suddenly felt unreal.

She walked around, returned to the same spot, and precisely stepped onto the dirt pit her master had kicked her into before.

But upon closer inspection, no matter how she concealed it, neither her spiritual energy density nor her spiritual pressure came close to his.

Even if you didn't care about silver, you still had to consider whether these barbarians might grow suspicious—no fool travels thousands of miles just to bring warmth.

"Hey, why are you talking like that? Who are you hinting at?" Tu Ling finally reacted, glaring angrily at Bai Yuan.

A faint golden glow flickered over the shadowy figure, making it impossible to discern the person's true face.

After expending great effort to subdue the giant bird, Xiao Ran wasted no time; while the palm imprint resonance still worked, he directly tossed the bird into the system space.

Over time, though the corpse had rotted away in the river, her wrist could still be found; Su Yang placed the Ping'an bracelet on her wrist, tied it tight with a rope, then pulled out the peachwood sword and surfaced.

Xi Jiangran had just ended a video conference, massaging his temples for a brief rest, planning to call Su Wanzheng to ask why she hadn't returned, when Shi Bo called him first.

The boundless qi sea absorbed the impact, maximally protecting Xiao Ran's dantian, but his physical body was blasted away by his master's sword qi.

The shockwave exploded; Zhang Yue was thrown off the arena, his feet sinking deep into the ground; the sand and soil kicked up were instantly scattered by the gale—his figure vanished, then reappeared midair, flying as the Yin-Yang Sword's black-and-white twin dragons snapped and clawed behind him, their razor-sharp talons nearly shredding him several times.