Chapter 65: Conception

"Sit closer."

Fang Zhixu gave her only two tasks: sit on his lap, first, help him turn the pages, and second, help him stamp wherever he pointed.

He worked with extreme efficiency, scanning ten lines at a glance. Zhao Baitong didn't find these tasks tiring, but constantly maintaining one posture inevitably made her lower back sore and her eyes strain. His palm massaged the hollow of her waist, tickling her intensely.

Originally, they were being serious...

"I can help you with a massage, but as for anything else, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you," Ye Fan said.

A spaceship and an ordinary yacht are two entirely unrelated things; how could they possibly be combined?

At first glance, she spotted Obito, and instantly her pretty face flushed red. Annoyed, she gave him a push and broke free from his embrace.

It had simply been far too many years since she last witnessed such a scene, and for a moment, she found it a bit difficult to accept.

In her view, this pill was nothing special, because she had already prepared one for Zhao Jing not long ago. Seeing it every single day, how rare could it possibly be?

Liu Feng didn't know how to respond to Ye Fan's remark, yet what Ye Fan said was also true. If Ye Fan really came over every day to freeload on food and drinks, he would certainly find it a headache.

Although the others also had their complaints, since the commander was the eldest in the current rotation, they had no choice but to silently obey.

Aside from his own cultivation, he also wished to help his parents attain immortality, so Qingfeng's proposal tempted him greatly.

"However..." He hesitated. Feeling a tickling sensation rise from the wound that had already stopped bleeding, he moved his lips and once again met Lin's resolute gaze.

Yet so what? No matter what she had done, she was still their college classmate, a companion with whom they had once shared hardships. That was a fact that would never change.

She also possessed a pair of long legs. They were not exquisitely peerless, but she wore flesh-colored silk stockings. Such warm-toned attire seemed as though it were deliberately seducing men, driving them wild with desire.

Seeing those water corpse fiends leap into the water, I quickly gave chase. However, upon running to the lakeside, I could only make out blurred figures. The water corpse fiends from earlier seemed to have suffered a setback, as they had actually retreated to the bottom of the water.

Back then, this place was merely a wasteland, an unfinished building where even construction funds could not be settled. It had been built brick by brick by all the brothers of the Great Qin Group. Now, to let outsiders trample on it at will—how could he not be furious?

"Watching television and reading the news, I found that everywhere is filled with information about you," Mother Zhang said happily. After all, with her son having achieved success, how could she not be overjoyed?

Finding a private room in a hot pot restaurant diagonally opposite the internet café, Ye Feiyi called Tian Yuxin over, and everyone took their respective seats.

Yet right now, with Qin Lang presenting a better option, none of them were fools; who would still choose the young master of the TIESHAN Sect? Naturally, they chose to cast him aside.

None of them had ever witnessed the art of bodily division. Seeing Supreme Master Shangqing suddenly execute this technique astonished them beyond measure.

If these people killed Liu Yi inside here, they could completely shift the blame later, claiming he was killed by the fierce beasts within this realm.

Before the two clans had even gone to war, the two of them were already glaring at each other like competing roosters. The air seemed to freeze, and a suffocating aura permeated the entire venue, making everyone feel heavy-chested and oppressed.

Business in the shop was also somewhat desolate. The storm had impacted large enterprises, leaving those wealthy matrons with no mood whatsoever to buy clothes.

People inside Yunyao City raised their heads to look eastward, only to see the Cangwu Divine Sect, which usually stood high above like a floating cloud in the heavens, clearly and vividly illuminated under the peerless, brilliant daylight.

If it were not for the temptation of those equipment items, who would want to rescue this fellow who only knew how to pull dirty tricks?

Therefore, after the winner of the current match emerged, Ling Han took a swift step forward and claimed the commander's seat first.