Chapter 177: The Full Development of Sister Gu Shengnu

"Mm!"

Ye Henshui's arch tensed, her swan-like neck extended, her snow-white skin flushing with a faint pink.

Under the impact of that indescribable sensation, her mind had gone utterly blank, completely losing all capacity for thought.

Splash—

Yu'er surfaced, gasping for air.

Looking at Ye Henshui, now lost in daze, she licked her lips and smiled sweetly:

"Sister, done!"

"Sister?"

When they get closer, I'll open fire—one dead, I break even; two dead, I profit. Right now, what I most want to kill is their leader, but that guy keeps hiding in the car and won't get out—I can't see him from my position.

Montería, east of the Sierra de San Blas on the border between Colombia and Panama, is an important city in Córdoba Province and a bustling metropolis along the Atlantic coast.

When He Junlun heard Su Ming was Lin Yingzhu's bodyguard, he immediately grinned—he'd just been worried Su Ming might be some rich heir from Hong Kong he couldn't afford to provoke.

But his companion Chang Zheng was already flushed with excitement, his face glowing with unmistakable fervor.

Suddenly, Su Yuan felt one of the chains bound to his waist had loosened—not the end tied to him, but the other end, the one bound to Qing Xingdeng.

So after greeting Su Yuan, Lian immediately summoned Yan Ti, mounted him, and vanished in a streak of flame that dissolved into the air.

No sooner had the words left her lips than Hua Luoli's three-foot green sword pierced the vortex, once again transforming into a massive, ancient, heavy green blade that roared upward.

"Mmm… I'm actually really hungry," Chi Tong murmured, eyes open, still lying flat on the ground.

Sun Cheng was now a master of the Spirit Martial Realm; his consciousness sea was immense. Though the terrain of Qingyang Town varied wildly, every detail was fully imprinted in his mind. Within his consciousness, he began stripping away the buildings above ground, slowly calculating, trying to simulate the terrain as it was before any structures existed.

Then Su Ming lifted the lid off the pot—immediately, a plume of steam carrying the distinctive aroma of Guanyin tea eggs filled the kitchen. Cooks' noses were especially sharp; instantly, everyone's expressions shifted slightly.

Qiu Lin kicked open Li Huan's father's door. The three men inside stared at him in shock, each clutching a chicken leg, grease glistening on their lips. Qiu Lin hadn't expected this—if Li Huan himself saw it, he'd probably be heartbroken for a long time.

When he saw negative news about Meng Qian on Weibo, he never believed Meng Qian was the person the "leaker" described, because he knew Meng Qian too well.

But since he'd come, he couldn't just kick him out—Sheng Family was a respectable household; they wouldn't do something like that.

He would never take the opportunity to take her as a concubine; better she remain unacknowledged beside him than be given the title of concubine—he could still plan for this in the future.

The images in the air alternated: Qianyan City, the Ye Clan, Pan Xuan, the Northern Powers, the Yun Clan, the Bai Clan, the War Clan—all these besieged places.

Lan Yishi entered the children's room, tucked the blankets over the three kids, then lay down beside Rui Lin still dressed. As she was dozing off, Ye Xiu pushed the door open and walked in.

"Speak. Brother will do everything he can to help you," Shen Shengyi said, his carefree smile vanishing as he sat upright, serious and focused, locking eyes with the other.

"Should Ke Xin change her surname? If so, I'll handle it all at once," Xin Kenong asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, there are experts inside," Lin Jie said, pushing open the door to the treatment room and slipping inside.