Chapter 40: My Sunflower Head

With a sharp honk, it leaped straight off the balcony, hurtling at lightning speed toward Sesame, who was lying there with its rear end in the air, engrossed in watching someone type.

Three seconds later, a dog and a goose were going at it on the concrete ground in front of the building.

At first, Sesame thought Iron Pot just wanted to play, until its backside was pinched so hard it swelled up, making it realize something was wrong. It initially gave in and tried to run away, but after failing to escape a few times and picking up a few more injuries on its body, it inevitably grew furious.

Qin Xiaoyu leaned against the sunlit guard—

Du Ruo opened her eyes, finding that she had fallen asleep slumped over the hospital bed. Liao Liao was lying peacefully right beside her, breathing steadily, while her own face was slick and damp, whether from tears or sweat.

The purple-black sphere of light on the back of the Nirvana Blade began to vibrate continuously. As it oscillated at high speed, the purple halo surrounding the sphere grew denser and began to expand rapidly.

Seeing him like this, Su Miaojing calmly took over his words, "Bestowed upon the Prince of Yue as a secondary consort, is that right?" Her tone seemed inquiring, yet carried absolute certainty.

As for you, Su Nan, rather than hiding it or showing any intention of covering it up, you just came right out and said it directly, giving the audience a rather different perspective.

"Please don't disdain this, Princess; these are the only things I have that are worth presenting." Ye Miaocheng said somewhat bashfully, afraid that Ye Qingcheng might look down on them.

Yet today, Gu Lan's dream was startlingly bizarre. He suddenly shouted and sat bolt upright, his forehead covered in sweat, hands gripping the quilt tightly in silence.

Indicating that his heart had already suffered ten thousand points of damage, Xu Jinlang stepped forward, pulled Jian Lan into his embrace, bent his body, and rested his chin on her shoulder with an indescribable gloom in his voice.

Yao Chuxi thought for a moment about the ages of Rain and the others, only to realize they were still a bit too young and had not yet reached the age for amnesty and release from the palace.

"Since you are Mrs. Mo, I certainly can't have you selling your looks to pay for the grilled meat, can I? As the master of the Mo family, this is naturally up to me to handle." With that, he winked, looking every bit the playboy, the corners of his eyes naturally alive with amorous charm, exuding an indescribable romantic flair.

The two magical artifacts in his hand immediately became enveloped in wisps of black blood qi, flying toward Sun Fengzhao, Yu Zhennan, and the third Elder Yu, who were locked in fierce combat.

After all, even though he hadn't heard all of his words, by piecing together the meaning from the few fragments he managed to catch, he could still roughly understand.

It seemed that for her, wiping away that string of a man's tears for Gu Xisheng was far more difficult than destroying everything in this world.

Empress Wu'er was the most noble Holy Spirit Princess of the Nine Heavens Immortal Dynasty, and naturally, she had received the blessing of the dynasty's fortune, making her cultivation all the more smooth.

"Ah, this matter couldn't be kept from you after all!" As she spoke thus, her body suddenly moved slightly, followed immediately by a strange, rustling sound from her back. Then, a pair of things resembling a demon's wings emerged.

Seeing this, the bearded man did not dare to act recklessly either. He quickly withdrew and safely stepped aside to watch the show.

Since Sun Fengzhao and Hua Jue's vision was mostly blocked by Chu Yunfei's massive figure, they failed to clearly see the newcomer's appearance or Chu Yunfei's specific reaction for a moment, simply assuming Chu Yunfei had officially entered a state of love at first sight.

Meanwhile, at the bottom of the water, Sun Fengzhao, who had been tacitly guiding and channeling the passed spiritual power, finished absorbing his round of circulating the "Dome Divine Art." Finally freeing up his hands to form a bizarre hand seal, he began striving to mobilize the massive spiritual energy within his body to refine this transferred power.

Just as Bai Yi was speaking, Chi Xue suddenly grabbed his hand and placed it against her chest, leaving Bai Yi momentarily stunned.

Hua Zhengmao wanted precisely this effect, so he logically said, "Alright, brother, let me help you over, and both of us can sober up." As he spoke, he had already supported Chi Jiazhuan to the very top of the flat rock.

Not only Zhang Jin, but Jiang Fanyu and the others were also momentarily stunned, a flash of contempt instantly crossing their eyes. A single healing effect was utterly useless here; even if it saved Nar from the Maw's basic attacks, with so many people around, what good would it do?