Doomsday: I was reverse-raped by the mature woman next door at the start of the game.

"Dongzi, should we draft this?!"

Realizing they were about to be infected, the members' eyes immediately turned red. The two remaining uninfected members, their faces filled with terror, quickly got up and ran away.

"Hahaha... If you want to kill me, then you'll all die with me!!!"

Dongzi laughed maniacally. He glanced at the two fleeing men but had no intention of giving chase.

Because there's no need for it!

"Hehe... Roar!!!"

The two had only run a few steps when they were completely...

The old woman beckoned to Cong Yi, signaling him to come over. Meanwhile, Officer Zheng, seeing Cong Yi talking to an old woman, stopped and waited.

"Where are the master and young lady?" The guard clearly knew something and recognized the two 'country bumpkins' who had just arrived that evening, especially since Iyeas and Sayo both had some injuries on their faces.

Among the people at the banquet, there were naturally people secretly arranged by Gongsun Lanlan, so when Gongsun Junjie said that, they started shouting.

He knew this was cellular-level paralysis, and the young man in front of him was at least a master-level martial artist in acupressure.

As the teacher continued, she looked at me with a sly smile, her eyes filled with a hint of revenge, and said: "Zhang Cheng will represent our class in five competitions. I hope everyone will take good care of him, and I also hope that Zhang Cheng will live up to expectations and win honor for our class."

The two locked eyes. Yunshan's gaze was clear and bright, while Cheng Yitian felt guilty, his face flushed and his heart pounding. He looked away.

The exchange meeting started on Tuesday, so it wasn't too rushed. Many students approached it with a vacation mindset and couldn't wait to go out and explore.

His darting eyes betrayed his inner unease, but now, he could only consider things one more step beyond what he had already thought of.

Li Yijie descended the Taihang Mountains listlessly, feeling he had failed to live up to expectations. Unwilling to return to the palace to report, he thought he could delay as long as possible and followed Jidu into a tavern to drown his sorrows.

"Besides these, what other activities are there during the Lansha Immortal Gathering?" Hua Tian asked again.

Bai Kai smiled, not recognizing him, but the situation was clear. That old man was obviously here to deal with us. He probably discovered us first, dealt with a few of Qin Yiheng's men, and then came to cause trouble.

Zhao Longtao watched through the wooden pillar as several soldiers escorted Lin Yue away. He felt uneasy. Wang Hongjun had gone to great lengths to capture Lin Yue, so he wouldn't let him go easily. They might just get rid of Lin Yue.

Emperor Jing of Xia was always frugal, and the Empress Dowager's Fengci Palace was no exception. The two of them had only eight cold dishes and sixteen hot dishes at a table, a total of twenty-four dishes, which had already been tasted by the eunuchs.

“Xinrou, you’ve really misunderstood. I genuinely wanted to protect your safety,” the young man in white explained.

This time, the sword was stabbed into the eye of the silver claw snake. As soon as the sword entered the eye, eye fluid splattered everywhere.

"Liu Chuan, don't speak. There are some things you should just listen to! I know you're very concerned about certain issues, like the great master sitting next to us. I think you must want to know his background!" Ying said.

Su Le returned with the groceries and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Ye Chen and Grandpa Yun were chatting quite well.

While the clamor outside subsided and the commotion caused by the arrival of the Mesopotamians cooled down slightly, the political hall of the imperial palace in the capital was still bustling with activity.

Zhao Jingyi looked at Lin Xi, who was staring at him, and silently stopped talking, even though he really wanted to ask how she planned to resolve the situation.

However, Lin Yue's offensive did not stop there. After scratching one of the red-maned forest boars, he moved again and quickly arrived next to another one.

Yu Chi's gaze fell on the scar on the back of his right hand. The scar was not deep and had long since healed, but a faint trace could still be seen. It was a scar left ten years ago when he brushed past death.