Zhou Qiaoqiao watched the little wolf dog's bewildered expression, causing a faint blush to rise on her cheeks, barely noticeable!
She was gradually becoming addicted to this feeling.
Xu Mo unconsciously glanced at Zhou Qiaoqiao's stretched clothing.
He swallowed hard.
Fine... he admitted defeat and surrender, openly acknowledging her size, too much for one hand to grasp.
"There's no comparison, my love for Shen Manni surpasses everything!" Xu Mo stepped back, distancing himself from the female devil.
He had no choice; he wasn't skilled in close combat!
Zhou Qiaoqiao paused upon hearing this, her smile growing even broader, "Mm-hmm, whatever you say."
Xu Mo feigned composure, "I have something to do, I'm leaving!"
With that, he turned and hurriedly left.
Three days apart, and the female devil's power had grown another step!
Xu Mo's magic wasn't strong enough; he couldn't play this game.
Zhou Qiaoqiao smiled gently, "Remember our lunch appointment, old Mr. Zhou Guangxian doesn't always have free time."
Xu Mo suddenly shuddered, his steps faltering.
Damn!
This round couldn't be broken!
Using the feudal lords to command the emperor!
Zhou Qiaoqiao, you truly live up to your reputation.
Sigh... might as well have lunch then.
Xu Mo thought it was just a meal after all.
It was still acceptable.
Although he knew the secret formula for Chinese medicine.
But suddenly bringing it up out of the blue wouldn't make sense emotionally or rationally.
Sigh... treat it as the last meal shared with a dog.
Watching Xu Mo leave.
Zhou Qiaoqiao walked towards her private office.
Her face suddenly turned cold.
"Shen Manni can also hear darling's thoughts, this makes things more interesting."
Zhou Qiaoqiao licked her crimson lips, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Darling wants to maintain the status quo, and I can use his thoughts to learn a lot of useful information for my future. Should I consider cooperating with that woman?"
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Lin Fan walked out.
Instead of following Shen Manni back to Shen Corporation.
He dialed a phone number.
Soon, a seductive female voice came through.
"Hmm?"
A voluptuous figure appeared in his mind.
Lin Fan suppressed that inexplicable restless fire, "Burning Angel, have you arrived in Magic City of Dragon Country?"
"Yes," replied the woman codenamed Burning Angel.
She was the mixed-race beauty ranked 10th in overall strength among Lin Fan's Dragon King Hall.
Fighting wasn't her forte.
Her specialty was infiltrating the enemy as a double agent.
"Good, I want you to apply for an important position at Xu Corporation now, the more central the better, and be careful not to leave any traces."
"Understood, Dragon King," Burning Angel replied.
That lustful fire rose in Lin Fan again.
Even in the small Magic City, beautiful women were everywhere, and he had already met two top-tier beauties!
Since returning to the country.
Lin Fan had been focused on investigating the true culprit behind his second uncle's murder, and on how to get closer to Shen Manni.
He hadn't had any intimate encounters for several months!
In the past, when abroad, this situation would never have happened.
Lin Fan spoke in a tone of concern for his subordinate.
"Burning Angel, this is your first time in Magic City, right? Although you're half Dragon Country by blood, you're still unfamiliar with the place, and it's different from abroad after all. I'll reluctantly show you around the neighborhood and give you a proper welcome."
Burning Angel frowned slightly, her voice still seductive, "Thank you for your kindness, Dragon King, but I can handle these small matters myself. There's no need to trouble you."
She wasn't deliberately speaking in a seductive voice.
It was just her natural vocal quality.
In cultivator terms, she was born with a charm bone.
Even though Lin Fan was the Dragon King of Dragon King Hall, he had no right to interfere in the affairs of the top ten members. These were the core figures that made up Dragon King Hall.
His best helpers.
Lin Fan used them on one hand, while having to guard against their potential betrayal on the other!
The real Dragon King Hall was just a group of people with interlinked interests, reluctantly working together.
It's not hard to understand, would capable people willingly be mere employees?
Beep beep...
The call ended!
Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, then his expression turned angry.
"Bitch! I give you face, and you don't want it! Wait until I finish the matters at hand, then I'll deal with all of you at once!"
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes.
The reason for Burning Angel's rejection was quite absurd.
Possessing a body full of charm, with a voice alone that could drive countless men crazy and haunt their dreams, she actually had no interest in men!
Just this point made Lin Fan even more excited.
Whether it's Magic Mirror or not.
The women Burning Angel would be interested in would generally be good-looking and well-figured.
He believed that soon.
Burning Angel would find a new lover in Magic City.
When that time came, Lin Fan thought he could use some tricks to conquer them all.
But those were matters for the future.
Right now, Lin Fan felt a bit pent up. Due to his cultivation method, his desires were several times stronger than ordinary people!
This was also a major point of indulgence set up by the dog author.
Otherwise, how could the male lead's promiscuity and womanizing be justified without a suitable reason?
The lustful fire rose again.
Lin Fan looked at his five fingers, then showed a disgusted expression, "Huh... it's just a small Magic City after all, what right does it have to make me, the Dragon King, stoop to such a level?"
"Although super top-tier beauties like Shen Manni and Zhou Qiaoqiao are rare, there are still plenty of pretty girls in Magic City. I can try my luck at a bar tonight."
When it came to looks, Lin Fan was fully confident.
Moreover, he understood that nowadays, women in Dragon Country are very materialistic, and it's an era that values appearance!
With his looks and wealth, wouldn't conquering a few first-class beauties be a piece of cake?
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
