Chapter 84: His Heart Was Warmed, and Then He Kissed Her

Can Ouyang still get shy at thirty-five? "Yes," Fang Zhiyin nodded.

After that, the two of them went downstairs together. Ouyang Junyan was responsible for driving. The program crew had rented several villas in the suburbs for accommodation. Fang Zhiyin and Ouyang Junyan shared one, while the other three pairs of celebrity couples or spouses lived nearby.

“We’ll have to meet the other couples later. I’m a bit worried I won’t know what to talk about with them,” Fang Zhiyin admitted, uncertain because she had little experience socializing with other couples.

“It’s fine, isn’t it? You have me.” Ouyang Junyan spoke as if it were only natural. “I don’t think socializing with others is difficult at all.”

“Alright, then I’ll leave it to—”

Before Xu Huang could call, they turned and ran, but when they saw Zhao Fei’s stern face, the two immediately quieted down.

Secretly observing, Zhao Fei nodded inwardly; though they often quarreled, when it came to serious matters, the two were of one mind.

Even with a thousand grievances in his heart, he still didn’t let go. He carefully wiped away the blood and applied a thin piece of gauze.

As Li Yao spoke, his eyes drifted toward Leng Ruobing, as if speaking to her alone.

The sight startled Lin Yi, who quickly grabbed Qingqing’s hand, feeling his cheeks burn, unsure if it was from embarrassment or shyness.

He couldn’t say why, but the more he saw Shen Youyou tending to Chu Yi so attentively, the more restless he became.

If Leng Ruobing had seen anyone else, she might not have been so surprised, but the person she saw was Fang Feifei. To invite Fang Feifei to host a livestream was a costly endeavor.

Today was different; everything was well prepared, and the atmosphere was excellent. Recalling Li Bairu’s earlier display, after a few drinks, they felt an even greater urge to shout and sing.

Now that pain and torment had faded, his pride and dignity returned with a vengeance, unwilling to accept the fate of a servant.

Mount Kongsang truly lived up to its reputation as the former site of the Blood Refining Hall eight centuries ago—there were indeed many strange and peculiar things. Over the course of two days and nights, he encountered many beasts, but all of them were ordinary. None bore the slightest trace of anything otherworldly.

When news broke that something had happened in Wancheng Domain, the two of them grew anxious. Were it not for someone holding them back, they would have rushed back at once.

In Fengjian Jun’s Starfield Domain, at least, some supporting effect could be found—it played a preliminary role.

Zhang Ye accompanied Jiang Bing to the mining grounds opened by the Jiang family. They called it a bed, though in truth it was a wide, carpet-like expanse of mineral deposits. Yet the specifics were hard to grasp; Zhang Ye had little knowledge of geology.

When Liu Jiangtao awoke from his daze, he found himself back in Master Luo Hao’s reception room, sitting exactly where he’d been before, unmoved. Yet Liu Jiangtao knew that something inside him had changed.

“When these shamans have accomplished something, at least reached the initial completion of their craft, it won’t be too late to adjust things. For now, what they need most is to settle their hearts and focus on cultivation. It’s best not to disturb them.” Cang Jianli explained.

But it was impossible—he had already sensed it. Cang Jianli had completely sealed off the Dragon Gate Divine Lock Formation. The battle was about to begin, but that impoverished Cangxiong Tribe didn’t even have a single God King. Why were they so anxious? He wasn’t even attacking them. They should just focus on cultivation and stop causing trouble.

Peering through the black void, Zhang Ye sighed softly, then tucked away his emotions and forced a smile.

Ke Lan, seeing Shen Feng’s state, looked on in disbelief. Just moments ago, Shen Feng had been chatting and laughing with someone as unruly as Liu Chong, but two words from her and he couldn’t take it?

Ye Feng declared with unusual resolve, “Then I must succeed in completing this awakening ritual.”

In short, the Celestial Corpse made a disastrous move. Thinking he could cripple Su Yang in one stroke, he failed to realize he was stepping right into the elaborate trap Su Yang had set, sinking deeper and deeper with no way to escape.

As for whether Falcone would choose to give in or to extort, he would certainly leave Tinozzo some time—enough for Lear and the others to devise a counter-strategy.