Chapter 159: Enemies on a Narrow Road

Seeing that Mother Jiang was willing to help yet didn't want her to feel indebted, Liang Hongyu pouted in a playfully spoiled manner and pretended to be angry, saying, "Godmother, if you help me and yet don't want me to keep it in mind, you're treating me like a stranger. I'm angry now."

Mother Jiang looked at Liang Hongyu with maternal affection and smiled, "Silly girl, since you call me godmother, we are family. For such a small matter, what talk is there of gratitude or not? You really are treating me like an outsider."

As midnight approached, everyone finally turned in for the night, and Wang Wenyu slept alongside Mother Jiang.

On her first night in her husband's family home, sleeping on a bed made of dry rice straw, Wang Wenyu slept quite soundly. The crowing of a rooster disturbed her sweet dream, and in a daze, she felt someone embrace her from behind.

Believing it to be a lingering illusion upon waking, she thought she was still...

A moment later, Shi Heng let out a heavy sigh, released his grip, and walked out in a huff.

"So it's not entirely impossible that Shishanyizhi could evade detection by us or the Zuoqiu clan..." Ding Youlan wore a contemplative look; perhaps he should develop more advanced detection equipment to avoid being fooled every time by Luo Cheng or whatever messy disciples and masters he had.

What could be done? They still couldn't tell him that it was his grandson who was poisoned, otherwise he certainly wouldn't be able to stay calm enough to develop the antidote. But Hua Nongyue, could you really hold on until then? And Shen Yuexin, are you truly willing to live and die with him?

"If I could get my hands on that lower-grade spirit armor belonging to Shifang and wear it, dealing with the upcoming attacks would surely be much easier." A gleam flickered in Ye Feng's eyes as he stared fixedly at the black clouds, seemingly trying to pierce through this dense barrier to locate Shifang.

Ouyang Rou's temperament was somewhat masculine to begin with, and this punch carried immense force as well, making Lin Tianfan see stars while blood gushed even more heavily from his nose, dripping down drop by drop.

Human beings, as a species, mostly abide by the maxim: "Those who are not of our race must harbor different hearts," even though the majority of superpower users did not consider themselves non-human.

She cursed under her breath and slowly climbed up from the ground, having made such an embarrassing blunder for the very first time in her life.

Not far from Ye Feng, on the right side of the secret cave, sat a massive white jade bed, roughly three to four zhang long, carved with countless unknown exotic flowers and herbs that radiated spiritual energy and looked as lifelike as reality.

The Four Vajras of Longjing? Lin Tianfan looked at the four of them—either as fat as pigs or as thin as skeletons—and almost burst out laughing on the spot. Such men were supposed to be the Four Vajras of Longjing?

"Alright, let's go." Mi Ke lowered his sleeves, patted his clothes, and glanced around; there seemed to be no one else left.

"Did you save me? Thank you." Chu Yun understood the situation by then and thanked the youth, then supported himself with both hands on the bed, attempting to get down.

Afterward, the two engaged in a merry frolic until the water in the wooden tub dropped to less than a fifth, before finally stopping with reluctant sighs.

Little did he expect that just as Lin Xiao jumped down, Jingxiang would rattle off a sentence that almost made him tumble flat onto the ground.

"Good morning, Brother Qiyu." Ling Baolu blinked her eyes, which were feeling dry from being awake for so long.

At this moment, he realized that Jiang Xinying showed no sign of her usual willful tyranny at all, and her pitiful appearance looked exceptionally endearing.

The QU team was, after all, a new squad, and after such repeated teasing, the players' mental states were somewhat frayed. For a time, individuals in the voice channel were all expressing their own opinions, blending together to sound somewhat chaotic, which made the entire atmosphere deeply irritating.

The current Lian Rong combined wisdom and courage, possessing a caliber of talent and daring that made Ling Xi feel somewhat inferior.

"Ling Baolu, it's you?" Wang Hona, holding a selected ice cream, watched as Ling Baolu and Qiyu walked over all intimate and close.

Hearing these words, Yulu drew a sharp breath. Although she had gradually accepted this matter just moments ago, hearing Mingnan say it out loud still brought a pang of sadness to her heart.

Compared to something as straightforward as aligning the faces of a Rubik's cube, arranging every single icon according to rules was evidently far more difficult.

At this point, consultant Alex also felt something was amiss, sensing that something didn't feel quite right. The sudden, unacceptable environment had caused everyone to experience a degree of mental disorder at the start.