Volume One, Chapter 51: Do Not Be Afraid

They stared at each other for a few seconds.
Huo Tingxiao lowered his gaze, his expression unreadable.
His voice was calm. "Shen Qingran, you don't need to force yourself for my sake."
Shen Qingran, who had been bracing herself for a massive argument, gradually calmed down. Raising her eyes, she looked at his raven-black eyelashes and smiled.
"Commander Huo, marrying me is already a tremendous help to you, not to mention how you helped me track down the person who reported me last time."
"From now on, we are even."
He looked at her delicate, fair face, breezy and light, adorned with bright eyes and white teeth, radiant with the joy of owing him nothing.
Under the moonlight, his lowered eyes and vocal cords seemed as though they had been frozen in a refrigerator.
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Baili Hongzhuang gave a faint smile. In fact, she could understand Xia Zhiqing and the others' thoughts, just as they mirrored her own.
Although the person before them had bumped into them causing both to fall, Qiu Jiayi still instinctively opened her mouth to apologize.
"Let's go..." Ghost muttered as he turned around, gripping his long sword. Before he had even pulled the flying ship out of his ring, another sound came from behind.
Yet her attire was exceptionally dignified, inexplicably giving rise to an oppressive, swelling passion. Her hair was coiled up, exposing her snowy, graceful neck.
Having remained untouched by a man for so long, her mysterious depths had long since grown unaccustomed to it. Yet now, this sudden and incomparably intense stimulation left her wondering how she could possibly adapt.
"Feng Yan, if you don't stop right now, see if I don't strip you down!" Unable to endure it any longer, Yun Jinghong finally planted her hands on her hips and roared at Feng Yan, her voice carrying the earth-shaking momentum of a lion's roar.
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When he first met Yue Qingge, she hadn't even begun cultivating. Putting aside her cultivation speed—which was exaggerated even within the Divine Realm—just looking at this strange fire, even some veteran pharmacists couldn't control it as skillfully as she did.
Her head was buried in Jun Moye's embrace, making it impossible for her to see her expression. Yet witnessing such a scene and hearing such a tone, the middle-aged man was overcome with a sense of impending catastrophe.
Only a single day had passed, yet this feeling had completely changed, leaving one utterly baffled.
Qiu Jiayi's personal motto was: "If people do not offend me, I will not offend them; if people offend me, I shall repay it tenfold!" She would never show kindness to enemies harboring malicious intents; she wasn't that foolish.
Unable to help herself, she dialed another call, but Liang Youmu's phone was already switched off. Lan Lan's eyelids twitched—could something have actually happened?
A storage watch is, as the name implies, a watch capable of storing items. Today's storage items come in all sorts of forms and shapes.
Han Wei was dyed in a layer of blood-red light, looking from afar just like a demon.
Jian Yong'an looked at Yun Jingchu with a trace of disbelief, wondering how he could utter such shameless words. Where on earth did this sister come from? Didn't he have any self-awareness about whether they shared blood ties? Wasn't he just trying to secure a closer vantage point to get the moon first?
As for whether he was proficient in computers and capable of training the Wolf Fang Team more effectively, Fan Tianlei still held a skeptical attitude, though he didn't show it too obviously for fear of hurting Ye Feng's feelings again.
Since he was single-mindedly pursuing Li Rao, he should have rejected her confession without the slightest hesitation.
Even an onlooker like Lin Mei couldn't help but feel a sense of injustice for Xing Zheng. Just as Lan Lan had said, whoever was treated this way would likely become distorted; Xing Zheng's madness indeed had its reasons.
To be honest, at a time like this, if a youth of the same age spoke such words, it would undoubtedly feel like he was purely stirring up trouble.
Cheng Tao, who stayed at home, kept waiting for news from Ye Feng, but none came, causing him to pace back and forth continuously in the living room.
For a split second just now, he seemed to sense that evil spirit's power again, though it was much weaker than the previous few times.
However, the covert struggle against the Han family had never ceased over the years, and this was precisely the time for recruiting soldiers and purchasing horses.
Ye Bei's gaze paused slightly at the iron block, but it was just a brief pause before he realized this was not something he could afford to exchange for right now.
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Chen Susu was coughing up blood, staining her clothes crimson. Lu Yuan's sword slashed across the Daoist Dharma web, leaving a void in the corner of Chen Susu's heart.
Six hours passed. By noon that day, Lian Yuncheng opened his eyes. He slowly let out a breath, and through this simple process, he could clearly perceive the changes within his body.
Feng Lin's body retreated a few steps gently. The person before him possessed the same strange power as Su Yao, except for the spiritual energy fluctuation in their body, which was at the high stage of Spirit Gathering.
Seeing that even Jin'ao received such severe punishment before his own king, Crown Prince Long Shisan was too terrified to even raise his head.
"Mindful of the Celestial Emperor's enlightenment, your minister Taibai will certainly handle this heavenly mission well," Taibai Jinxing said, descending to the mortal realm to offer amnesty to Sun Wukong.
"I truly never expected to encounter someone from the ancient Gu family of Yancheng thousands of miles away," Ouyang Wu thought to himself.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Amidst the deafening explosions and a blur of flesh and blood, the loyal party soldiers became sacrificial victims of the blast alongside their national leader.
Finally, after emptying five entire magazines, the hole in the bulletproof glass grew larger and larger, on the verge of being shattered through.
Li Xiaoke strode up the mountain. After walking just a few dozen zhang upward, he encountered a blonde man wearing leather armor. The young man held a golden spear and rode a white unicorn, slowly descending from the mountain.
This should have been a basic tacit understanding formed between the two parties—meaning Seventh Master was monitoring Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu knew Seventh Master was monitoring him, and Seventh Master also knew Cheng Yu knew he was being monitored.
Having made up his mind, a magnificent aura erupted from within his body, pressing directly toward the wild man.
Several ghostly entities hid within the forest during daylight, not daring to appear easily. Thus, when Nie Yong and his party entered the temple, those entities had been watching them the entire time.