Volume 1, Chapter 57: Downstairs, Fu Juechuan Meets Zheng Shi

"Exactly!" Zhong Xiyu nodded repeatedly. "Sister-in-law, you are so smart and perceptive."

"Let's go, I'll accompany you to dinner. After dinner, go have fun and don't worry about me. I'll wander around Hong Kong City." Ye Qiaoqiao turned the tables and pulled the two along.

Hearing this, Zhong Yongze was overjoyed. "Thank you, sister-in-law! When Cousin Juechuan arrives, I'll accompany you both for dinner again."

After Zhong Xiyu accompanied her to dinner, she received a call on her cell phone from a close friend.

Holding a cup of tea, Ye Qiaoqiao looked downstairs.

Suddenly, her eyes narrowed as she caught sight of a familiar figure.

Down on the street below, weren't Fu Juechuan and Zheng Shi the ones talking?

Even though Fu Juechuan was currently wearing inconspicuous casual...

Ye Fengyun was no fool either. He knew that killing Black Wind would only offend the Black Tiger Hall, likely bringing endless trouble upon himself. Sparing his life, however, would instead earn him a favor.

She was a head shorter than Xiao Jing, so she took a step closer to him and slightly raised herself on tiptoe.

The fight scenes in the early part of the video were shot in a single continuous take, smooth and fluid. Those action choreography maneuvers, rivaling those of professional action stars, were executed effortlessly by Bai Zhiqing.

In the end, things turned out this way entirely because of Old Madam Jiang's stubbornness and ignorance, as well as Manman's constant stoking of the flames.

"I don't think there's anything for us to discuss!" As Shi Biao spoke, his hand silently reached under the table toward the drawer where a pistol was kept. Feeling the cold metallic texture, he quickly grabbed it, raised the gun, and aimed it at Qin Shou, preparing to pull the trigger.

Seeing Zhang Qilin staring intently at the jade pendant, Li You understood what he meant. He hopped up in place, trying to grab the fish-shaped jade pendant.

"Gulpy~" The three young men instinctively stepped back, gathering together in a row, standing at a loss as they looked at Qin Shou and the vehicle he was sitting in.

She stood up, shoved the lunchbox into Su Xiao's hands, and said, "Wash it and bring it back to me." She turned and walked away, completely ignoring whatever curses Su Xiao hurled at her from behind.

An electronic voice echoed in his mind, causing Jianxian Ke to pause momentarily. He thought to himself that he had intended to spare them, but since they had blindly courted death and crashed right into him, it seemed he would have to execute justice on behalf of heaven today.

"Anzi, make one more move, and you will die." I spoke calmly, my voice colder than it had ever been before.

Hearing these words, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Seng were instantly filled with profound shock.

"Does this fellow Daoist not plan to show himself?" Qi Tianzhou pressed straight toward Cao Peng, but Cao Peng remained silently without the slightest response. To a greater or lesser degree, he still harbored a certain sense of awe toward Qi Tianzhou.

This mode of competition had also resulted in the withered state of the imperial bloodline of the Sui Dynasty. Although every generation of the Sui Emperor had many children, by the time the struggle for the crown concluded, very few remained alive.

Since Old Du said that the person who delivered the note was on the boat, and the large boat was currently in the middle of the river, it was impossible for that person to have disembarked. However, Old Du and Jiang Baiyou had already searched once and found nothing, which made the whole matter rather suspicious.

On one hand, despite her own beauty, she had failed to thoroughly bewitch Tang Monk; instead, she found herself repeatedly taken advantage of and humiliated by his absurd nonsense.

Furthermore, the very moment he was sent flying, Gan Laoda executed an exquisite lightweight kung fu technique, catching up to him in an instant. With a fierce sword strike, he thrust directly at Lian Yuncheng. Seeing Lian Yuncheng in danger, Bai Wudi, who was fighting the two Gan brothers over there, felt a wave of intense anxiety.

The incantation lacked only its final line. Seeing that it was no longer in mortal danger and fearing a repetition of the same ordeal, the black snake leaped up into the air with a single bound.

However, such injuries could not be sustained too many times; otherwise, one's vital breath would inevitably wane.

"Lord Fengyan, the pills I've refined for you over the years number at least fifty thousand, if not one hundred thousand! How can you just stand by and watch me die!" Li Mo gritted his teeth in fury. Even if you truly intended to ignore my plight and not come at all, you are already here yet still remain so aloof—that is simply unacceptable.

Sitting on the ox cart, Liu Yuanqiao dared neither open his mouth nor his eyes, fearing he would lose that resolute determination from the last night. The ox cart traveled further and further away, and Liu Yuanqiao drifted further and further from home.

The suddenly descending wind and snow spread outward from the epicenter of the burst, coating the nearby buildings and streets in a layer of silvery frost.

Now having plenty of idle time on his hands, Xie Ran actually began chatting casually with the square-jawed young man.

Hua Jiu remained silent, laying Shen Qing flat, pressing against the large hole in her chest, and carefully feeling her heartbeat.

It wasn't until the Kunlun Sect pressed upon their borders that this sect's true foundation was revealed: they actually possessed three Heavenly-grade powerhouses, two of whom were at the mid-Heaven stage. This forced the Kunlun Sect to return empty-handed.

Upon returning to the Dr醉月楼 (Drunken Moon Tower), Li Mo made a special point to instruct Bai Ling'er that if the Seventh Young Master of the Situ family came looking for him, she must receive him and treat him rather well.

Atop a towering building, Teacher Xiong watched the car carrying Chen浩 (Chen Hao) drive away. Long afterward, he turned around and vanished.

To be frank, the so-called acting skills of those celebrities appeared utterly clumsy and crude in the eyes of these cultivators.

"Then what is wrong with you? Don't tell me you sneaked out on your own? Otherwise, how could you have been caught by others?" Li Mo pinched Luoluo's ear and questioned. If this little fellow wasn't disciplined properly soon, it would truly become completely lawless.

Yet the White-Bearded Daoist's reaction was swift in the extreme. While blocking with a raised sword, he simultaneously struck out with a single palm, instantly unleashing brilliant blue-purple lightning that washed over the Yaksha.

Uncle Nine was completely dumbfounded upon seeing this scene, but the distance between them was simply too close, leaving no room for adjustment. And so... Uncle Fengjiao's first kiss was thus lost.

Xiong Chou and the Nine-Tailed Scorpion King were both thoroughly shocked. A full nine living people, all of them top-tier pugilistic experts—how could they just vanish without a trace?

Based on the aura of the energy barrier, Li Hai made a casual calculation and discovered that the mages on the stage numbered precisely 96, and the warriors 192. Whether this was mere coincidence or intentionally arranged by the Ice Madman remained unknown.

Believing that offering the invitation was a matter of her own courtesy, while whether Lin Feng chose to come was an entirely separate affair, she went ahead and extended the invitation anyway.

At that moment, Yefeng, whose gaze was searching about for the source of the whistle, looked in astonishment across the stands to see through the glass of the opposite VIP room that Xinyao was holding a magic whistle. He thought to himself that she must be using this to command the Blue Wolf Cavalry; being able to command without fighting in person was indeed quite a novel approach.

Taking advantage of this moment, Huang Hansen launched a continuous series of circular kicks. Caught off guard, Ye Wen was kicked back several steps.

When Yefeng woke from his meditation the next night, he felt a wave of physical lightness and abundant mental vigor, making him even more keenly aware of the profound mysteries of the Bloodline Forbidden Arts.

Although he was not short on money, he didn't mind accepting wealth that delivered itself to his doorstep. In any case, he was bound to subdue and deliver the ghosts of this Black Tiger stronghold; he could treat these worldly riches as settling their accounts in advance.

"Yefeng, you're here." Seeing Yefeng walking slowly toward him with slightly damp eye corners, the Patriarch of the Marr family said with a smile.

Chai Shao raised his head to gaze into the dim twilight, watching hundreds of figures walking falteringly toward the banner, their formations disorderly and their flags fluttering in tatters.

Following Chizuru's voice, Touka rushed to the drainage channel, where Chizuru was crying while holding her handbag. Frowning at this bizarre scene, Touka felt something was amiss—where had the guy in the white mask gone?