Chapter 117: The Feeling of Being Adored

This sentence successfully caught Lin Hui’s attention. He rose from Fang Wenxuan’s body, stood up, and walked toward Lin Bing.

As Lin Hui clenched his fist, preparing to swing it at Lin Bing, Fang Wenxuan walked over, grabbed Lin Hui’s hand, and smiled at him. "Senior brother, you are a police officer, and he is your elder brother. Please, don't hit him."

Lin Hui looked at Fang Wenxuan in astonishment. Was Fang Wenxuan not angry?

"Mr. Lin, I don't know where you get this idea of shamelessness. First, my senior brother and I have already established a relationship. Second, we were just being intimate in a private hospital room. You were the one who walked in without knocking. How does my being intimate with my boyfriend make me shameless?" Fang Wenxuan chuckled.

"Tomb King, one must always pay the price for doing wrong. A traitor is always a traitor!" the old man said sternly.

The second-generation elites of Huacheng never expected that the famous playboy of the Long family, Long Wanli, would take the initiative to greet them. They flocked over to introduce themselves, and Long Wanli responded to each one, leaving them feeling flattered and overwhelmed.

Consequently, they no longer dared to act wantonly, not even daring to speak a harsh word, and softened their tone.

"Clan..." Seeing that Bai Yushi was determined, A-Shan had no choice but to walk aside dejectedly, his eyes fixed on Lei Chen and the others, filled with resentment.

It was like when a person is hungry and naturally eats food. Perhaps in the eyes of the food, humans are executioners, but the natural environment is born this way. The food chain is predestined; no matter how innocent these spirit beasts may be, they cannot escape this fate of being preyed upon.

Moreover, it would be inaccurate to call this a garden, as apart from roses and yuanqing pears, they saw no other types of flowers.

"Where are you looking!" Mina kicked Lei Chen, her face blushing, and hurriedly smoothed the hem of her skirt, covering it tightly with both hands.

In an instant, a crystal-clear white sphere appeared in Lan Duoduo’s palm, radiating light incessantly. It slowly rose into the air, shooting out silver rays of light directly toward the blond man.

"Wait!" The person in the colorful battle armor stopped. He had finally discovered the anomaly, because in his divine sense, the shadows of those scarecrows were beginning to look more ethereal than before.

Seemingly sensing the approaching danger, the disciples of the Dinghai Sect immediately huddled together, moving forward back-to-back, their speed slowing down significantly.

Time passed bit by bit. When the sun had completely sunk below the sea and the sky turned pitch black, the Navy SEALs hidden in the mountains finally moved out once again.

Her knees were aching to the point of numbness, and just as she was about to give up, the tightly closed door slowly creaked open.

Ying Zheng and Qin Mo dismounted, but they did not enter the tent, merely lifting the curtain to peer inside.

There was another important reason Ye Chen dared to dive into the lake to forage for aquatic products: he possessed god-level swimming skills.

One must know that cultivation techniques and martial arts are precious at any time; the higher the rank, the harder they are to obtain.

Once the words left his mouth, Lin Tianyao realized his mistake. A look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he hurriedly picked up his teacup to sip slowly, covering his awkwardness.

Before her eyes, it was as if Wang Fan had opened a door to a brand-new world. The thought of personally grooming a stunning beauty made her blood boil.

Li Duanyang pondered this matter, and before he knew it, he had arrived in front of a restaurant near Jiaotong University, where Qin Linlin’s car was already parked.

Following that, the severely wounded human martial artists were thrown out one by one, yet until the moment the gate closed, there was no sign of Qin Tian, the Master of the Changsheng Palace.

Shen Fengshu lowered her eyes and stood silently, saying nothing. A dried tear track still stained her cheek, and her melancholy gaze remained fixed on a certain spot, as if lost in thought.

When the decapitation team officially set out, the Ghost, who had been missing for several days, popped up. She was the one who had discovered the lord-level mutated beast this time; being a scout was truly where the Ghost excelled.

The door creaked open, and Zhang Tian, without a second thought, pressed his long sword against the person in front of him.

"If being afraid were useful, I would be afraid. But if it is useless, then I am not afraid at all," Zhang Tian said calmly, though all his energy was focused on the battlefield.