Chapter 248: Coupon

Cuique did not immediately respond to Mo He's sudden declaration.

She simply picked up her napkin from beside her and helped Mo He wipe the water from clothes and hair; only after drying all the stains did she speak.

"Why?"

Mo He buried her face in the napkin for a moment, wiping off the jelly and cream stuck to her skin, then lifted her head.

"Because, Captain, you've saved so many people."

"So what if it's three times? I haven't even made up for the New Year ones yet!" Ye Chenming frowned.

He should have looked down on her; she wasn't quite sure why—perhaps her education? Perhaps her upbringing? Perhaps because she was too rowdy?

Yan Tian let out a triumphant laugh, his thick black eyebrows lifting, his wooden hairpin and simple robe making him resemble a legendary cultivator, truly exuding an aura of immortal grace.

Worried the enemy had Yin-Yang Masters monitoring them, Xiao Tao and Qu Qingying dared not release their spiritual senses to scout, lest they be detected and their location traced.

Although Gu Qingya had not officially begun dating Xu Yi, Xu Yi was extremely obedient—whatever Gu Qingya told him to do, he did it, behaving perfectly; but getting past Gu Qingkuang was hard, so Xu Yi could still only be considered Gu Qingya's good friend, and to deepen their relationship, he'd have to work much harder.

Shen Jiani could not describe the embarrassment she felt at that moment—he considered her insignificant.

Perhaps he wanted to say he didn't know where to begin, or perhaps he didn't want to speak at all, because he knew it would be useless.

Look to the right: Mother's arm rested around Father's waist as she slept; she was curled in Mother's arms.

His soul's level still lagged behind that of people from the Great World; he could sense ease, and both the Middle World and Great World might be within reach.

"Master is truly adorable, so good at pretending—you still have many tricks left unplayed, yet you act as if you've exhausted all your cards and barely won."

Unfortunately, the Storming Old Monster was suffering greatly, and his Immortal Dao energy had been recklessly squandered; though he had preserved his life, he had also damaged his vital essence, and attempting to undergo the Tribulation now was nothing short of suicide.

"But I'm your only sister…" Crystal tears continuously spilled from Chi Yan's eyes.

Although she was not the real Chi Yan, since she had become her, she must care for those important to the original owner.

Feng Xin broke free from Tang Shuai's grip, suddenly sat down on the spot, hugging her knees and curling into a ball, her head buried between them, her eyes shimmering with tears.

Before the miracle occurs, there is only doubt and mockery; but the moment the miracle appears, only awe remains.

"Understood, Young Master," said Fujioka; after he finished, the other side fell silent for a moment, then a voice came through.

This was Yang Qiao's first reaction; his second thought was: Can our group even hold them off?

Nan Liang touched beneath her pillow and felt the hilt of a short knife; having the blade in hand gave her a sense of security.

It was strange—just one glare from this man felt like a knife thrust at him, making even someone accustomed to storms feel uneasy.

Heart filled with doubt, Prince Chun went to see a doctor about his body and discovered he had been poisoned; the poison had no other effect except to render him unable to produce offspring.

Then there was only one explanation: the area was large enough that no one minded if you flew anywhere.

In his travels through the Ten Thousand Battle Domain, he had witnessed many sides of Mo Fengye, forcing him to admit that Mo Fengye's talent was truly terrifying.

Lu Hao saw Dongfang Hong from afar, and his scalp prickled in waves, like cold water poured over him; a faint premonition of misfortune stirred in his heart.

He couldn't describe the feeling, only that the entire world felt filled by this man.