Chapter 112: Lin Ran

“Dick? Such a crude name?”

In the center of the stage, soft light streamed down from a ceiling fifteen meters high, falling on Lin Ran’s face, while Jenny’s breath brushed against his.

“Are you kidding me?”

Dick—dick—Lin Ran’s mind processed it a moment too late; could Jenny really think I was making a dirty joke with her?

Lin Ran said seriously: “No no no, Jenny, I’m truly—”

More chilling still, the entire space spanning several li trembled faintly, as if something terrible was about to emerge.

The deep eyes lifted, and the young man in blue armor asked with clear concern—but did not speak her full name.

Upon waking, Feng Shisanlang found the beauties around him long gone—likely already up and washing up. He chuckled lightly, washed himself, then stepped out of the room where he’d slept.

Upon hearing the imperial edict from the King and the Dean, Nangong Huolín and Ximen Jian finally released their grip on Dongfang Qinghuo. Immediately, Dongfang Qinghuo shot toward the arena, then seized Dongfang Qian and flew swiftly toward the Dongfang family’s eastern quarters.

“Is this how Yuanli is used?” Li Qingyuan whispered, watching the miraculous sight before him.

“It’s you!” Everyone except the unaware Mirai went on alert, preparing for battle.

That gaze was not like a hunter staring at prey—it was like a mother looking at her child.

No further explanation was needed. Chu Hanyue excitedly realized she had found the bug in the Lost Realm—it was Li Qingyuan himself. This man was the World’s Master; even if the Lost Realm were a divine artifact, how could it resist the counterattack of Li Qingyuan’s world will?

Yet Liu Hai’s astonishing achievements on the Dual Path of Qi were enough to make even the most hardened cultivators sigh in awe.

As soon as he finished speaking, the rope on the screen suddenly tightened, followed by the sharp clicks of over a dozen safety catches being pulled. Those who had found cover during the grenade’s delay were relatively safe—but those who hadn’t found cover or reacted too slowly were in trouble.

Gu Yuan opened his mouth to ask what was wrong, but she grabbed his arm and pulled him back without looking, as if something monstrous were chasing them.

But it trusted Lin Bei’s abilities—he would never act without certainty. With a thought, it revealed its dragon form, and instantly, a saddle made of demonic hide appeared on its back, fitting perfectly against its scales.

Only Bai Gui remained in the cabin, and today was the very day Lu Zhan yuan had once married. Li Mochou planned to go to the Lu household and cause trouble—hence Hong Lingbo’s question.

Though not a large sum, Si Bai Lu still tucked the mora coins, along with the bag, into his badge.

To be honest with everyone, Aqiao Dumpling House isn’t just this one shop in Huhhot, nor do we open a few stores, make money, and then shut down. We plan to open at least eight locations.

This was so absurd that even the fleeing commanders seemed more competent than this guy.

For example, the Hong family had a second-rank Spirit Artisan stationed there. With the heavy foot traffic in Qingshan Town, the sale of spirit talismans made the Hong family the wealthiest among the Four Great Families.

After dealing with Gu Yuan, he walked toward the car. Seeing him approach, Tang Ling quickly shifted inward as he opened the door and stepped inside.

Imperial officials posted outside the capital who held the rank of third rank or higher—like the Censor-in-Chief, a full third-rank post—wore purple robes and carried golden fish pouches.

Thinking of this, Mo Yanfa straightened his clothes, striving to appear more elegant, then stepped out of the jewelry shop.

As his words ended, Chen Zu waved his hand gently; a soft force enveloped Mingmeng and transported him directly to the level where the Star Dao Master resided.

She couldn’t see Zheng Ge right now, so when Tang Chi went to rent the training room in America for the club, he brought his children’s stroller along.