Chapter 48
Yi Shuitian was dumbfounded. Although he wanted to help Brother Dawang, Yang Lefan's strength was too ferocious. Hardening his heart, he refrained from offering a helping hand and simply pretended not to see anything.
"Li Hao, from now on, I, Li Yun, will follow your lead," Li Yun said respectfully as he approached Li Hao.
To Tie Ying, the Empress's words were as good as pure gold and completely trustworthy; yet, when it came to Tie Ying's words regarding Afeng, the Empress would undoubtedly prefer to believe what Xia'er had said.
"Not bad, not bad, but you are no match for me," Yang Lefan said, wagging his index finger at Bold Tiger.
"Daring to fight with me," Li Yun muttered with a string of curses as he brandished a baseball bat and abruptly brought it down hard on Li Hao's head.
"Hello, President Li," Li Hao said very politely, having no desire whatsoever to offer any explanations regarding Li Chaosheng's remarks.
"By the way, are you trying to learn about the hidden secrets of the Kindred?" I looked suspiciously at ABNAT, this pseudo-gentleman who was indistinguishable between a wizard and a werewolf. Surely, he shouldn't care about Kitty's life or death.
If an observant person were to carefully watch these two, they would likely decipher a silent dialogue passing back and forth in their gazes.
I did not know why I was undergoing such a transformation, but I had no wish for these emotions to dictate my decisions.
As she spoke, she had already pivoted in a new direction, heading no longer toward her own quarters, but marching straight for what she considered her destination—the residence of the seductive vixen Mei-Rui, which happened to be the exact direction Afeng was just about to rush toward.
As long as he could secure his own blessed realm, he would certainly not end up like the Heaven's Will Saber, making a fatal miscalculation and dying carelessly at the final sword strike.
Upon hearing the word "dog," a surge of immediate anger welled up within Yan Wuxi. However, remembering that his life was still in the hands of the youth before him, he forcefully suppressed the rage.
"Yang Jian, why are you here?!" Cheng Yu stopped in his tracks, turning to ask Yang Jian, who had shattered the heavenly thunder into nothingness with a single slash.
No matter how great the responsibility borne by the leaders of Chengguan Town, it had absolutely nothing to do with Ling Zhiyuan. Therefore, no matter how the blame was shifted, he remained completely unaffected.
For a moment, Mo Fan was extremely curious about what Mo Yun'er had actually experienced during her years in the Saint Medicine Valley. Yet, curiosity aside, he still felt a deep sense of relief in his heart.
"There are many Qingqiu guards along the road, so Eldest Sister-in-law need not worry about safety. It is better to wait until the carriage is repaired before leaving. Farewell!" Seeing her profuse apologies, Leng Sandao also cupped his fists in a reassuring gesture, then turned, boarded his carriage, and instructed the driver to press on.
"Someone come, change my dressing!" Unwrapping the bandages to inspect the wound that was once again oozing blood, White Viper called out toward the doorway.
No matter how helpless Zhang Ling felt, it was of no use. After all, within the Xuanwu Clan, he currently held no status to speak of, even with Kui Shan's influence.
"This is the Great Brightness Meritorious Lamp, connected directly to the Great Brightness World, channeling infinite Buddha power. It is impossible to break free. Benefactor, you would do well to stop wasting your energy," Fanhui explained in a deep voice.
Jiang Tao nodded, and the pigeon perched on his shoulder mirrored the gesture, looking utterly adorable and completely harmless.
"It finished filming ages ago. Do you pay no attention to my news at all?" Zhao Liying said with a speechless expression.
The two found a table in the restaurant, ordered a plate of braised pork, a serving of stewed vermicelli with Chinese cabbage and mushrooms, and half a catty of rice, then began to chat as they ate.
Carrying the clothes back to the entrance courtyard, she found the place already quite lively, with newly arrived tourists even lingering around to watch.
The two suddenly thought of the academy. "Let's hurry back and report this," one of them said, and instantly bolted from the scene.
As Liu Huixian spoke, Ye Qian sat in the corner, straightening his posture, a hint of complacency flashing across his brow.
Di Qing was at a loss for the situation. Confronted with such terrifying claws, he dared not meet them head-on with bare fists, choosing instead to evade their razor-sharp edge, though the Iron-Eating Beast's attacks grew increasingly fierce.
After a morning of inspection, they learned that the building materials suppliers who had signed supply contracts with these real estate companies were primarily two firms.
The living room lights were not fully turned on, casting a dim, warm glow. Outside, the starry night sky twinkled, while the neon lights along the Huangpu River shimmered from the earth, the heavens and the earth reflecting each other to create a breathtaking vista.
When they had arrived earlier, their hearts were set solely on Master Qinglin, holding no genuine regard for Qingfan Temple and possessing very little true piety.
As soon as Old Master Ma uttered those words, he immediately exchanged a glance with the man beside him. Catching the hint, the man swiftly pulled an object from his bosom and hurled it into the air.
As the Gate of Hell claimed two mid-realm Martial Kings of the Human and Demon realms, the world plunged into a strange and deathly silence.
Upon entering the hospital, a smiling doctor administered an anesthetic. When Gu Changsheng finally regained consciousness, he found himself trapped in a pitch-black, lightless secret chamber.
Festive ribbons streamed toward the sky, and helicopters directly showered down coins in celebration.
Time left behind too much bitterness, too much torment, too much agonizing worry and lovesickness for Yuan Yu. It made the young, romantic prince feel that days dragged on like years, yet time ultimately flew by in a blur.
Leveraging various favorable conditions and engaging in true head-to-head combat, a horde-like army of orcs fighting against a human army would indeed suffer heavy losses.
"To think that after more than ten years apart, not only have you aged, but your audacity has grown as well! Instead of plotting how to escape my pursuit, you dare to break into my Cold Frost Palace! You must have long since resolved yourself to die!" Evil Moon glared at Duan Jingting and shouted fiercely.