Volume 1, Chapter 42: Luo Qi's Lie & New Debts

Shan Wanwan eagerly took the Seven-Treasure Glowing Umbrella and, showing no stinginess at all, flashed a wide smile at Qi Wuyu.

Amidst the sounds of wind, rain, knocking, and shouting, coupled with the calls from Sister Xiangxiang within her body, He Xiang still could not be awakened.

Yun Chuxuan could not bear to imagine it. She gently wiped away her tears with her hand, only to discover that the tip of her right index finger had somehow acquired a red scar.

Aside from workers, the Shenzhen production base also housed quite a few administrative personnel. For the sake of convenient accommodation, Min Hui simply rented an entire apartment building for everyone to live collectively.

Looking at the arrogant and domineering man who suddenly walked in, Lin Baichuan instantly lost even a shred of favorable impression.

Shang Lu waved her hand awkwardly. Fortunately, the light outside was dim, so he could not clearly see what she was doing.

The enemy? If a public enemy could make me go to my death instantly, it would also be a beautiful legend of "drinking only a single ladle from a river of three thousand." Thinking of this, He Xiang gave a bitter laugh.

"Then slaughter is merely the surface, while evil is what dominates the slaughter. Could it be that the purple mesh bag didn't capture something, but rather implanted something into us?" Big Man Xiao deduced insightfully.

Although they were born by the sea and grew up by the sea, yearning to step into the ocean, listen to the roaring sea breeze, and take in the maritime scenery, they would not make a joke of their own lives.

Then, hurrying before Shan Wanwan could transform into an enraged lioness and pounce to tear him to pieces, he quickly said.

Cangqiong turned his head to look—it was precisely that purple-eyed elf, Vangu, whom he had met once before. The person Cangqiong was searching for was standing right there.

The ball slipped past Wu Lei's right side and behind him, heading straight for the unguarded Peruvian left wing-back, Flores, who had drifted out to the flank.

The cultivation world has not been very peaceful in recent years, frequently disturbing the common folk outside the capital. However, if the imperial court and the major sects were to fall out too bitterly, it would ultimately do no good for the greater picture.

My fur bristled all over. I arched my body like an arrow notched on a bowstring, emitting a warning posture.

I just wonder if this creator is truly an immortal from beyond the nine heavens, or merely a charlatan wandering the martial world?

At this moment, he had completely prepared himself mentally. Even if the dean were to say in the next sentence that he was being expelled, he would not feel it was a big deal.

Her slender eyebrows were long and curved, knitted together with the slightest wrinkle. Her closed eyes formed a neat and elegant arc, her nose tip slightly upturned, and her crimson lips were pursed in a slight pout, as if she were somewhat displeased.

Feng Chen's reaction speed was not slow either. The moment the sudden incoming claw scratched his arm, he had already gathered his protective profound Qi.

Cangqiong naturally knew why the Waldick family was targeting him, but upon hearing the middle-aged noble speak thus, he still could not help feeling a lingering sense of fear.

In addition, experts from Jinshan Temple, the Chan sect, and several major Confucian schools were also secretly paying attention to the outcome of this large-scale war.

Yet, upon second thought, the relationship between him and Yuanyuan was entirely upright; he had nothing to fear from Ye Liu knowing about it. Furthermore, hadn't Ye Liu long since known that his relationship with Yuanyuan was unusual?

His cool fingertips traced slowly down her cheek, brushed past her chest, and continued all the way downward.

And these three days were not only the time for the Best Actress award ceremony and Ruan Liyuan's ultimate deadline, or perhaps her own deadline, but also the time for her final struggle against 'Yu Feiyuan'.

Su Yu felt a surge of certainty in his heart; he still needed to work much harder. Whether it was the development of Dawang Mountain or his own personal strength, there were still far too many areas to improve. Since he wanted Dawang Mountain to surpass the Holy Lands, how could his own martial arts be weak?

Zhang Jiushan came from a background of fierce bandits and had countless murders under his belt; in his life, he loved vicious scoundrels the most. When he first saw Ye Zhiqing's appearance, he was afraid she might just be all show, but after witnessing her amputation methods, he actually grew rather fond of her.

"Let's not rush. Everything has gone far too smoothly, and I feel the matter is not that simple. Shen Hancheng has managed to bring Xuemo back to Country Z with such difficulty; it is impossible for him to have made no preparations whatsoever. We must not fall into this man's trap."

Clearly lacking any ambiguous language, it inexplicably made one's heart beat faster and cheeks flush.

When it was time to get off work, Bai Cha finally came out of the hospital together with Li Luochen. As they walked, Li Luochen chatted with Bai Cha about a colleague's birthday.

He was a descendant of the God of War race, and his bloodline seemed to possess a certain special ability. Merely a trace of it smeared on that dagger granted it the power to split the heavens and the earth, directly allowing the dagger to ignore all defenses in its attacks. Such an ability was truly terrifying.

Su Yu's eyes flickered slightly as he vaguely guessed something, and he first clicked on the option for the King of Karaoke.

"Yuan Cai. What are your plans? Surely you won't fish here until the end of your days?" With the pursuers retreating, Duan Qin completely relaxed his mind and gathered his spirits to sound out Pu Xiong.

Just as the fat man's family had finished eating their fill, a vibration came from the pocket of the fat man's father, and a yellow light continuously flashed from within his pocket.

The matchlock-gun infantrymen beneath the city walls were not to be outdone either. Taking aim at the battlements, they opened fire one after another, sending gravel flying from the parapets. Several archers close to the battlements were hit by bullets and plunged directly downward amidst loud shrieks of agony. The musketeers who had finished firing retreated into the shield carts, and another batch of musketeers emerged, taking anxious aim at the city ramparts.

Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. What Shi Qing cared about was not Zhuge You suffering a defeat, but rather who had defeated Zhuge You. The military intelligence report did not mention which side's troops had launched the ambush. Shi Qing estimated there was a ninety percent chance it was Huan Wen's Jingzhou army. Apart from the Great Jin's Jingzhou army, no other forces could possibly exist around Wancheng.

"Very well, boss," Wu Bing said with utter confidence. When it came to demolition, Wu Bing was a top-tier expert within the Ministry of State Security. If he claimed to be second, absolutely no one would dare to claim first.

Seeing Liu Yan once again, He Huan naturally could not offer a pleasant expression, because he discovered that Tang Ruoxi's attitude toward this man was undoubtedly much better than her attitude toward him.

"Ah... to not deceive the Great General Conquering the North, this poor monk indeed recognizes the Grass Sword, but this matter is a secret of my sect. If I were to speak of it, it would somewhat blemish the reputation of my late master." Shi Dao'an sighed with difficulty, then shook his head repeatedly, ultimately refusing Shi Qing's request.