Volume One, Chapter 28: Brother Ji, In My Past Life, I Was Your Wife

Ji Junxiao hurried back to his room, his face flushed to the tips of his ears. Last night, Ranran had been so passionate, especially fond of kissing his neck, leaving his neck—
Ahem, ahem—
In a terrible state!
“Starting tomorrow, I’ll teach you swordsmanship. With your current demon power combined with this sharp blade, you’ll have no trouble handling sea beasts like the one you just encountered,” Ye Rong said to Yun Qing with gentle affection.
It seems only in song can I forget the turmoil and worries that tangled emotions bring me.
After finishing his experiment, Liu Mang withdrew the Gate of the Underworld and the Spirit Light Array, his face full of smug delight as he went off to find Meng Zijing.
Kahu chose this place because South Guest Island sits in the center of Nana Sea, making it relatively safe to operate here. The terrain is flat, so it’s difficult for most demon teams to set ambushes on the island.
Ye Jian shook the bell again, recited the incantation once more, yet only one soul returned to its place; the other remained absent.
Stepping into the clinic, she saw Doghead Zhang sitting upright at a table, sweating profusely as he took someone’s pulse.
“It’s true! Look, I can walk now!” Nan Che exclaimed excitedly, so thrilled that everyone present couldn’t help but sigh in amazement.
Just then, Ye Jian’s voice sounded in the livestream—“Accumulating virtue and kindness leaves blessings; whether fortune or disaster, there is always a thread of hope.”
When the spear thrust straight on, all one could see was a pure white circle before them, like a bright moon, making it impossible to judge the distance or speed of the spear’s tip.
She stepped onto the terrace nervously, lifted her gaze in curiosity, and locked eyes with a pair of exceptionally beautiful eyes.
This time, Yang Bian was truly annoyed. Although Quintina used her most sensitive moves to press against him every time, no matter how close the contact, he couldn’t enjoy it because he still hadn’t had the opportunity to counterattack—he had been suppressed all along, forced only to defend.
Shen Muyun spoke very tactfully. If it were another matter, everything could be discussed, but this marriage—something Shen Muyun hadn’t anticipated—was truly difficult.
At that moment, the old man gave a cold smile. Su Yang’s earlier defiance had left him seething with anger. Since Changsun Kangbo was his own student, tormenting him felt as if he were punishing Su Yang by proxy, and he couldn’t help but feel excited.
In those last years at the Lu residence, he watched those people as if observing rivers branching at the mouth of the sea. Whether sending Lu Qing to kill in the South Sea ten years later, or urging Erwa to take the civil service exam, each had changed the course of their own story.
But one thing was clear. Behemoth’s lengthy speech was meant to make Roxani take responsibility for the current situation. Although Roxani hadn’t made any decisive mistakes, it was undeniable that she had been used by Satan in this matter.
The first rule, life and death are at stake—one must not be careless. In the Hall of Shadows, flight is strictly forbidden: the higher you go, the denser the ghostly aura, and fatal ghost mists lurk above. One careless move and you’ll be assimilated into a ghost.
Master suddenly poked me in the waist with his finger. It was clearly ticklish, but I only moved slightly, showing no other reaction.
Yang Bian felt his mood lighten; after a day of thrills, even his worries seemed to drift away with the clouds in the sky.
Later, the hospital arranged for specialists to come. After another round of examinations, there were essentially no issues. With some physical cooling measures, all was well.
Now, every movement Left Jun made brought pain deep in his chest, as if his organs had shifted. Fortunately, he could recover; for him, even internal injuries were just flesh wounds. As long as his meridians remained intact, there would be no lasting harm.