Chapter 56: The Obedient and Sensible Su Wanwan

As the first light of dawn began to break, Xiao Fanchen slowly opened his eyes.

Su Wanwan was snuggled up in his arms, looking just like an obedient, gentle kitten.

Through the dim light filtering in through the window, Xiao Fanchen caught sight of her long, delicate eyelashes.

At that moment, the system's prompt tone chimed in right on schedule.

[Ding! System prompt: The profile of the beauty "Su Wanwan" has been successfully recorded into the collection catalog.]

[Unlocked "Qing Siyu" white silk nurse uniform battle outfit.]

Ye Qiu smiled. Naturally, he knew the reason behind this, as the owner of that driving school was now none other than Ye Qiu himself.

The two figures of Wuji spoke simultaneously in cold voices: "Dragon Pattern Armor, activate!" Before their voices even faded, two identical sets of Dragon Pattern Armor materialized on Wuji's bodies. The only difference between them was the color of the armor: one was the color of fresh blood, while the other was white and gold.

After who knows how long, the soft gasps and heavy breathing finally died down, and everything returned to peace.

Lin Qi knew that he could not simply rely on such short-term speculative practices. After all, film was an industry, and the development of any industry must be underpinned by technological innovation and superior quality.

"General, retreat!" With a shout, Xu Yi also spurred his horse forward into battle. His cleaver struck with fierce and ruthless momentum, its power surpassing that of Dian Man by a distinct margin. Yet, how could he possibly be a match for Zhao Yun?

The materials sorted out by Ding Ru were numerous, and Chen Jun had not finished categorizing them even by midday. After having a working lunch at the restaurant, the two rested for a while in the afternoon before resuming their work.

When they reached the high platform, most of the people had already arrived. Only a few seats remained vacant, while the rest were fully occupied.

As they spoke, a divine stone of space floated up before him. With the circulation of his cultivation technique, the entire world seemed to fall under his control. The Demon Lord watched from the side; the techniques the latter was imparting to him seemed flawless, yet his own comprehension always fell slightly short.

From outside the circular hole, half of Kaxiu's head could be seen. He was staring wide-eyed at the aperture, which had pierced through the middle section of the two layers of aircraft armor. After passing through the air conditioner, it punched through the transmission part of the control ball, and finally penetrated the inner armor, its remaining energy spent entirely against the steel plate of his seat.

In short, because the telekinetic power of the Wisdom Eye could act upon any object, as long as his energy reserves were sufficient, Lin Chengqi could either control the black bead to float like a drone, or conversely, make it carry him through the air.

Early the next morning, Tie Rou and Zhima arrived at the schoolhouse as usual. As they approached the entrance, they saw Wang Xuanyi peeking timidly from behind the door. Catching sight of Tie Rou, he hurriedly scampered out.

"Why don't the two of us get married? Sneaking around like this is never a proper arrangement." Xia Building released his tight grip around Zhao Hong's waist and said softly to her.

Nearby, Lü Duan and Chen Zai, whose fortunes had long been bound to Zhao Lingtu, hastily dropped to their knees to plead for mercy with Prince Xu, Zhao Yuanxi.

Even so, Wang Wan still gave Han Fei no pleasant looks. She was hardly afraid of him anymore; she had originally thought he was some formidable figure, only to discover he was all bark and bite. With just a glare from Tie Rou, Han Fei would act like a mouse meeting a cat, and Wang Wan simply looked down on him.

When I turned back around, where was there any trace of him? I glared resentfully at Dongfang Zhusha a few times, spread my arms, and prepared to float down the mountain.

Wen Xin paused for just a brief moment before focusing once again on his battle against the surrounding snowmen. He had no choice but to concentrate fully, as he was now feeling immensely increased pressure. The number of snowmen besieging him had multiplied from the previous three to six.

"My name is Gong Jinan. You can address me however you please; I don't care much for worldly titles and superficial honors," Gong Jinan said with an air of profound mystery.

"What can we do then? Even if I unite the Realm of the Dead, I still won't be able to enter the Dragon Trace Continent. Won't everything I've done be in vain?" Dragon Vulture's expression turned grim and unsightly.