Volume 1, Chapter 43: No Amount of Fine Clothing Can Hide the Face

Therefore, up to this point, apart from those closely related to him, Dong Haoqiang had been extremely cautious in his choice of evil puppets.

"I am going to ruin your face and make you live in agony. Let's see if that man still wants you then. You thought he truly liked you? It was only because you happened to possess a pretty skin," Fang Xiuying said anxiously as she rushed off to find a pair of scissors, determined to slash that lovely face to pieces.

Merely two possessions were enough to make Mo Xi feel a crushing weight of pressure. Willis Reed was truly formidable. Yet, Mo Xi could not help but recall what Auerbach had told him earlier today.

"I happen to have some free time today. I can head over first to buy some sugar, cigarettes, and other things," Luo Zhan said as he walked over and looked at the list.

Because the actions of the Dharma cultivators demonstrated that during wars, they grew by converting practitioners into their own source of power.

The old man hesitated for a moment, but ultimately accepted it. Having lost all hope for himself, he only wished to make a greater contribution to his children and grandchildren before his dying day.

Naturally, the actions of Fan Lin at the Quidditch World Cup made every wizard at Hogwarts feel a sense of pride.

Almost simultaneously, they shattered. The ice crystal whip broke section by section, while the blue stone warrior's longsword cracked, a chunk chipping away.

"Okay." In an instant, flowers bloomed in full splendor, and her exquisite face blossomed with a dazzling radiance. Han Xuan was dumbstruck, and for a fleeting moment, an impulse arose to blurt out his consent.

"What is it?" The unexplainable phenomenon ultimately hinged on whether the Qin Dynasty artisans could successfully open the starship, yet this did not prevent Yu Han and the others, who were engaged in a fierce discussion, from feeling curious about this recurring anomaly.

Before Zhou Liang could even open his mouth, Kong Zhengqing slapped him across the face, nearly knocking him out cold, while Wang Bin, standing nearby, was frightened to the point of complete panic.

Everyone was terrified of being caught in the storm and eliminated in such a frustrating manner, so they all headed towards the safe zones well in advance.

Wei Lai turned his head and looked down, his gaze locking precisely onto Scarlett, who was staring intently at him from the temporary branch of the Royal Knights.

Carter turned her head to the side, glanced briefly at Wei Lai's retreating figure, then looked straight ahead again. Her body went limp, and she drifted off into a daze once more.

Just as within SNH48, no matter how close their bonds were, the day they truly graduated from this place would inevitably see their relationships with one another gradually severed.

After all, although Wang Hui enjoyed decent popularity, it was only by comparison with other directors; his personal fame was not particularly high, at least not to the point where ordinary people could connect the man before them with the Wang Hui seen through the camera lens.

Liu Qingzhou made a noncommittal sound. Indeed, rather than calling these past years wandering, it would be more accurate to say he had been constantly searching for a method to revive Chang'an or allow her to be reincarnated.

Strangely enough, even though Zhang Heng's hand was now touching the chair, the system's prompt still failed to ring in his mind.

"That saber of his is problematic. Ordinary weapons simply cannot harm a master of the Tianyuan Realm," Guan Shixiong said anxiously, already preparing himself to retreat at that very moment.

Duan Miaomiao kept her guard up, pretending to walk away while actually holding her breath and hiding in a nearby dark nook.

However, Bai Xiaojun had no intention of letting the couple resign just like that. He covertly poisoned them, using the antidote to blackmail the pair into working for her.

She knew that even if the Lininia Empire launched a massive invasion, the army of the Northern Cold Kingdom would be utterly incapable of resisting it.

Zhao Yirou bit her lip, gave Xuan Yan a deep look, but ultimately did not turn and leave the office.

Her primary reason for returning home this time was for Huang Junjie's son, who was now in the third year of junior high. With that matter settled, she still had to return to Guangdong for work.

However, Gu Yue naturally would not make such an unreasonable request. He only hoped that his mother would return soon, allowing their family to finally be reunited.

Following the appearance of Bai Xiaotian, the remaining individuals in the plaza emerged from their pocket dimensions as if by prior agreement, transforming into streams of light that descended outside the plaza.

Seeing Dian Wei's martial prowess, Zhao Yun decided to spar with him. One was the Spear God of the Three Kingdoms, while the other was the Ancient Fierce Demon. Well-matched in strength, the two fought fiercely for over two hundred rounds without a winner being decided, drawing wave after wave of cheers from the surrounding soldiers and deepening Dian Wei's admiration for Zhao Yun.

They were not even ghost immortals and had not seen through the mystery of being trapped in the womb; once their mortal bodies perished, they truly died.

Augustus radiated the aura of a dragon whose reverse scales had been touched, a heavy oppression ravaging the small conference room. The nine squad leaders felt a weight press down upon them, and with a loud creak, the conference table finally collapsed under the unbearable burden.

"Why do you refuse to return to the estate, Lord Jiuqing? There should never be overnight grudges between you and Father. Why take things to such extremes? Father is actually very worried and sincerely hopes you can move back home to live," Mo Wanwan said, looking at Mo Jiu卿 with a hint of sorrow in her tone.

"Ahead lies the Gate of Phantasms, and the shadow of the phantasm is waiting for us there..." Phantom, the shadow servant, interrupted their laughter.

The main streets were bustling with activity; it made no sense for everyone to have crammed into the shops without exception. Furthermore, leaving others aside, given the stubborn dynamic between Yuxu and Yuanyi—where if one went east, the other was bound to go west—they would surely have left a few people behind to shatter such unanimity.

Even if Su Jue was the master of the Ultimate Sun Fire, he could not alter this supreme rule.

Akai Kialong had always believed that as long as they found the Jieshishi Palace, everyone else would merely be prey for his slaughtering. Little did he know that from the very beginning, Akai Kialong was nothing more than a pawn calculated into the scheme by Xie Tianhui—only now, this pawn had outlived its usefulness.