Chapter 482: Jealousy

"Why are you wearing a mask?"

Lan Duoduo circled Ruan Hongzhuang once, her face full of curiosity.

"Because I'm too beautiful; if others see me, they'll feel inferior." Ruan Hongzhuang said jokingly.

Lan Duoduo: →_→

"What kind of look is that?"

"Blowing a big cow."

The moment the words left her lips, she turned and ran; sure enough, Ruan Hongzhuang bent down to grab her but caught nothing.

"Hmph, you're scared now?" Lan Duoduo stood

Su Qianyi commented below, but it wouldn't show up at all; the same went for Ye Sheng.

While the movie was still in its preview period, Tan Qingwen and Xie Linchen received an invitation to a fairly famous celebrity variety show.

I hurriedly let go of Chen Yun, waved my dagger, and ran toward him; I covered the five-meter distance in two strides. My right hand gripped the hilt tightly, all my strength concentrated on the knife handle. With a loud roar from my mouth, I squeezed out a muffled fart, and the gleaming blade "swish" sliced down swiftly, the arc it carved cutting into the tree vines.

The War Blade Sacred Domain is a Sacred Domain of the Puang Empire known for military strategy; his relationship with Crown Prince Anthony is average, and he leans more toward supporting another Imperial Prince's rise, so for him, a genius like Jasmine naturally needs to be wooed to his side.

A fan in winter, a cotton-padded jacket in summer, and also, concern that comes only after a person's heart has grown cold.

"By the way, I don't know if you saw it, but what's on Lafie's hand—is that a ring?" The moment the words were spoken, the noisy chatter suddenly fell utterly silent. After a brief moment of stagnation, everyone, almost by tacit understanding, turned their heads to look at the three top leaders, both chief and deputy, of the Nanhai Coast Guard General Headquarters on the command platform.

Hearing Old Zhong pull the safety bolt, I immediately dropped my entrenching tool, dove forward, and rolled onto the ground. Ge Zhuang simultaneously hugged his head and jumped behind the coffin. Immediately after, gunshots rang out; rifle bullets struck the hard skull of the strange infant, exploding with a "crack" muffled sound.

"It's actually a sword!" No one could grasp the excitement in Ze Bei's eyes at that moment. He had originally planned to see if there was a chance to find other Sword Attendants here, but before encountering a Sword Attendant, he first met a skilled swordsman.

After following Zhou Ran for a stretch of road, Ke Yating found that Zhou Ran stopped outside a door and then looked in her direction. She was startled and immediately shrank back behind the wall to hide.

The next day, after breakfast, the two went to the courtyard of the head of the Qianxun family; generally, such confidential matters are kept in the hands of the family head.

Yang Cheng narrowed his eyes. Besides Mu Feng, these guys might have taken a liking to his Venomous Nova and wanted to burst him. Those few moves were also hard to dodge, all coming right at the moment he finished retracting his attacks. But difficult as they were, he wasn't without confidence; did they think they could one-shot him with this round of combined attacks? Not a chance.

After bringing the Purple Robe Flower Fairy to level 15, Yang Cheng logged off to eat and casually asked about Jiang Fei's investigation progress.

She wasn't a pushover do-gooder, but she was absolutely not someone who would shy away from trouble; if there truly was a pitiful person being bullied, she would still have to intervene. In this patch of land in Zhangshu County, she, the Princess of Yu Lin, was still quite formidable.

"No," Rong Zhen protested firmly, but Rong Lin ignored her, forcibly pulled the quilt off her body, and then gently applied medicine to her. Rong Zhen initially felt embarrassed, but as Rong Lin applied the medicine, a coolness spread over her body, and slowly she felt very comfortable, eventually falling asleep.

If it hadn't been for the fact that Concubine Mei, relying on Noble Consort Mei in the palace, made things difficult for her everywhere, and moreover held in her hand a spiritual medicine capable of alleviating Mu Liunian's suffering, would she have been willing to show restraint everywhere?

No sooner had they entered the room than Mei Qianfang impatiently kicked the door shut with one foot, embraced Song Jia Ning, and climbed onto the bed.

Looking at the row upon row of black-canopied boats, and the boatmen with weathered faces who occasionally shouted out, He Ying couldn't help but take a deep breath.