Thirty-thirty.

Among the kneeling mourners, Tuoba Yu wept the most bitterly, his eyes bloodshot as he kowtowed.

The police arrived and took away Zhuoya’s body, along with the clothes she had been wearing.

His expression instantly tightened with tension. As he glanced at Du Yunxi standing before him, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Lu Tuoyu lay prone on the bed, waiting quietly for a long time before Lan Weiwei returned to the bedroom after washing her hands. As she entered, she sniffed her hands, frowning slightly at the lingering scent of medicine, yet she said nothing, her expression suggesting as if nothing had happened at all.

She had to obtain his permission before entering; it was a matter of basic courtesy. She had never disturbed her father while he was working.

Looking at it, the attire didn't seem to be her style. Besides, shouldn't she dress more decently when returning to meet her family? Or had Yan Jin already discarded all her old clothes?

Just then, a series of images flashed through her mind, almost all of them involving Xing Huaigang.

Qing Di looked at her reflection in the mirror; her already exquisite features appeared even more perfect with careful makeup, yet she remained silent. She still felt that Luo Wanwan’s decision was far too impulsive.

Feng Yanhui had a sudden realization. She dressed with such elegant simplicity today, and upon looking in the mirror, she truly felt that she looked much better than her usual aggressive self.

With only a few minutes left until they reached home, An Ge stopped fussing and let Ling Heng drive in peace. Feeling a bit bored, she casually turned on the car’s music.

Having often ridden wyverns, Li Qing felt no discomfort as he mounted one. After a little practice, he was able to fly freely through the sky atop the creature.

Luo Yu knew his marksmanship was poor, so he waited for the enemy to approach. They lacked tactical formation, but those in front were clearly humans, while those trailing behind were vampires.

As time passed, various images appeared in the screening hall, and the story of the film slowly unfolded before the audience. Everyone was immersed in the holographic projections, experiencing the novel world of Xianxia and feeling deeply captivated by the scenes appearing one after another.

The blocks of ice being decomposed by its power were regenerating more slowly than before, which gave its previously immobilized body a sliver of space to move.

All Earth cities were now constructed entirely of metal. While their surface area was limited, every building was exceptionally tall. Each city comfortably housed millions of residents and was surrounded by forests.

The man whose upper body had been leaning out of the window had dropped his gun. Mu Qiong picked up the weapon belonging to the person who had been monitoring them and began fiddling with the car door.

Unfortunately, caught by a master of Wu Fatian’s caliber and suppressed by his internal energy, Tang Huang had completely lost the ability to resist, forced to watch helplessly as Wu Fatian’s blade-like hand descended.

The Prairie Cat King felt the gaze of the Three-Eyed Cat fixed upon it. It felt as if it were facing the might of heaven and earth, causing its body to tremble uncontrollably; instinctively, its limbs went weak, and it knelt before the Three-Eyed Cat.

Upon entering the dungeon, Li Qing indeed saw two paths. The one straight ahead was open, but the path to the left was blocked by an iron gate, making it impassable.

Light resembling water ripples appeared on the six communication jade slips at his feet. As the light faded and vanished, Ma Tian took a deep breath, looked at Su Mu beside him, and nodded.

Gu Mian Guyu sighed and sat down beside the cold ice bed. Looking at Luo Wusheng, he was reminded of that day when she made her resolute decision.

Cheng Yanzhong parked outside the orphanage for a long time, resting his head against the steering wheel. "Ruoyao, are you too charming, or do I lack willpower? Am I a pervert?"

Another reason was that Lin Xiu and Qin Wan had spent a long time in the kitchen on several occasions, strictly following the methods the owner had taught them to brew the soup, yet they were unable to recreate the mushroom soup noodles as deliciously as those served in the noodle shop.

The dinner at the Lin estate was very lavish that evening. The masters sat at one table, the servants at two others, and even the family dog had five bowls and dishes laid out before it, featuring four courses and a soup, complete with fish and meat.

The mellow fragrance of the wine lingered on the palate. At first, as it flowed over the tip of the tongue, it was accompanied by the faint scent of hibiscus, a refreshing sensation that brought instant clarity, leaving behind a subtle, sweet aftertaste.

The three had originally set out to execute a mission, but they unexpectedly encountered the Black-Bodied Yama Su Mu, who had recently been the talk of the sect, in the Nine Nether Abyss.

"It's finished!" Ye Ge climbed up, patted the dust and footprints off his clothes, and said happily.

After coming to the mortal world, she had learned some things related to Western medicine. Though she was no expert, she could understand these basics.

The Blood Demon’s head remained calm and unhurried, squinting its eyes as it commanded the skull to attack, waiting for Mo Yu to exhaust his strength. But just then, the ground and the surrounding walls began to shake, and countless specks of dust fell from the ceiling. The tremors lasted for several breaths before stopping.

Mo Li did not speak, but Madam Wang, Iron Lady, and Zhang Baichuan, who had been mentioned earlier, were all waiting in anticipation.

It was this traitor right before them—it was he who had destroyed their home and their Dafeng Mountain stronghold.

"It's highly likely, considering this place is saturated with the Laws of Flowers," Yao said, expressing his agreement.