Chapter 166: [Going Home]

The leader monster’s gaze flicked toward them, but Chen Yan noticed the creature’s head tilted slightly upward, its nostrils flaring gently, as if sniffing the air…

Chen Yan suddenly understood!

Smell!!

This thing has an acute sense of smell!

He suddenly realized why Du Li, despite using the invisibility talisman, had still been detected and hunted down.

Eyes

Jiang Heng sneered coldly. “With her results, I don’t believe she has good intentions toward Mengmeng.”

With a soft sigh, Leng Yue rolled her eyelids, heavy and aching; after a weary exhalation, her long, thick lashes trembled slightly, and her watery eyes once again shimmered with allure.

Zhuo Qingkong kept pondering the meaning behind He Lan Jue’s words, lost in thought—and naturally missed the cold glint that flashed in He Lan Jue’s eyes.

Zhao Xingchen had seen Sha Sa’s chest pendant before—it was just an ordinary stone, worthless—but now this waist chain was studded with many gemstones, including top-grade emeralds more valuable than diamonds; Zhao Xingchen could tell this was a genuine luxury item.

Liu Zijie smiled faintly, recalling the contents of the notebook—he assumed she was about to speak about lightning.

Qing Wen didn’t want to say more to her; he delivered a palm strike to Shen Binglian’s nape, perfectly placed—Shen Binglian fainted instantly.

Gu Meng spoke without pausing for breath, relaying the words to Yan Youran, whose face grew even paler.

Now she dared look him straight in the eye and spoke with such unshakable confidence—could it really be, as You Ye had just suggested, that this ugly girl, after falling into the water, had been jolted into changing her nature?

Leng Yue pouted. “It still depends on your decision! When I’m old and faded, past my prime… uh!” The words were still in the air when Leng Yue’s crimson lips were suddenly seized by Feng Qiye across from her, with no mercy, no room to breathe—he plundered her mouth ruthlessly.

“It’s not me—it’s Grandma and…” Jiang Cai glanced at Jiang Yu kneeling over there but said nothing; Zhao Xingchen understood anyway.

“Madam, Bing’er has something to say!” Bing’er spoke hesitantly, glancing at Shi Chunfang beside her.

“Sir, your sunset glow.” The bartender slid a cocktail of orange-brown hue, floating a single mint leaf, toward him.

“But don’t worry—I won’t seize your Supreme Pillar.” Xuan Yuan Muyu reiterated.

Ru Xue nodded through tears. “Alright, I’ll call you…” She strained to recall the current Crown Prince’s name—who in this world dared speak the Crown Prince’s given name? She didn’t know!

Xin Jiuyuan lifted Hao Ren’s head from his chest, gently wiping away her tears and the continuous flow of tears with his fingertip.

“I’m here to see your young master, Yin Yunqi—I have something to discuss with him!” Xiao Chuyun spoke calmly.

The agile apostle rats sprinted across the plain, their running raising clouds of dust as thick as those kicked up by cheetahs.

After all, it was Ning Zhiyuan’s own choice; he couldn’t, out of selfishness, place the future Best Actor in danger.

“Liu Lianren, you’ve got a knife above your dice head—look at yourself, how weak you’ve become lately. Show some restraint.” The man shook his head; after all, they were brothers—he didn’t press further.

Now, Xin’er was in the phase where yang energy waned and yin energy grew; when she finally managed to control Leng Yue’s original flame, she discovered the Heartfire Lotus had suddenly become unruly, stirring once more.

But the wooden sword, lacking inherent killing power, could only produce limited effects; Zhang Taibai had been waiting all along for the arrival of his custom-made longsword.

I thought I didn’t speak well, but for some reason, the applause never stopped—until Teacher Liu waved his hand, and only then did everyone cease clapping.