Chapter 45: Eldest Sister-in-law Fang Gets Beaten

"What if I refuse?" Hong Qingxuan asked nonchalantly, as if she hadn't heard the sternness in the tall, thin man's tone, or perhaps she simply disdained to acknowledge it.

With that, she took out her phone and dialed the ultimate boss of Galaxy Private, Lord Li Qingyun.

Realizing that avoidance was impossible, Liang Lingfeng placed the items he was holding onto the ground, glanced at Hong Qingxuan, and then shook his head. This Hong Qingxuan was an absolute trouble magnet. Knowing full well how attractive she was, she not only failed to conceal her appearance when going out, but instead dressed herself up even more charmingly and captivatingly. Wasn't she just asking for attention?

Of course she was unwilling to resign herself to this, and reality gave her no way to calmly accept such an ending. Because aside from singing and acting, she found that she was utterly incapable of doing anything else. If she left this industry, how was she supposed to make a living?

Now Yang Cheng finally understood why King Hani had moved his base here. Although the surrounding area was desolate and survival was difficult, it was still far better than being hunted down by humans. King Hani had truly been driven to this as a last resort.

The pressure, like the waters of all the lakes and seas combined, bore down upon them simultaneously, causing blood to splash across the arena and low groans to echo continuously.

Shi Yi was extremely satisfied inwardly. It seemed his plan had achieved initial success. Sinking his awareness deep within, he once again entered the state of a single thought within an inch of his heart! Everything just now had been far too rushed; now was the time to savor it carefully.

Wu Feixuan walked to the tail end of the iron needle, placed a single hand upon it, and coated the needle with a layer of sharp metal elemental energy.

This was also why the various factions of Mount Qiuming were reluctant to allow the Qingcheng Sect to settle here. Damn it, the sect held the status of a national order, and none of the factions on Mount Qiuming had completely clean backgrounds. Once Qingcheng began to expand, they would have no shortage of righteous excuses to do so.

"Everything is there—mountains of blades, seas of fire, you name it. You know the legendary eighteen layers of hell? Every kind of torment is included there." Lu Changfeng spoke as though he were recounting something completely unrelated to himself, yet his words sent a shiver of terror through Shi Yi. Wasn't the overwhelming netherworld supposed to be wonderful? Since when had it become so terrifying?

Due to the height difference between the two, for Zhao, standing and looking down at his opponent felt almost like looking up.

However, things did not go as people wished. Although the general's tomb was built extremely covertly, contained a multitude of mechanisms, and was laid out using the Formation of the Eight Gates, it was unfortunately still discovered by the old man and his group.

New members joining the Victory Team had no vacations within their first year, so Feather indeed had no holiday.

Seeing that she could not pry any answers out of him, Mu Ran stopped pestering him and instead glared resentfully at Xiao Yi a few times.

"I've already made myself very clear about the movie. I don't like people playing tricks on me, especially when they're friends," Mu Ran said with a cold face.

Golden fried rice was much the same regardless of its color, luster, or shape. Moreover, after trying it a few times, the taste proved to be exceptionally delicious.

"Just let things take their course without forcing them. There is nothing in this world of ours that I cannot resolve," Gu Bo said, his calm expression carrying a hint of arrogance.

"You guys chat, I'm going to boil some water." Chen Xingyun pulled the key out of the door lock, pushed open the door to enter the room, lit a candle, and after doing so, turned and walked into the adjacent kitchen.

A minute later, "Hey, buddy, didn't you exceed the time limit?" Ron's voice rang out from the side.

However, such imperial grace was not something everyone could bear. I sighed softly in my heart.

If you can't beat them, flee—there is no shame in that. Qing Zizai saw things with exceptional clarity.

As the two walked toward Liu Bei, Guan Yu did not forget to instruct, "Third brother, as eldest brother said, remember to think thrice before doing anything in all matters."

Seeing that Liu Qiqi was firmly refusing to go out, Liu Jiayue didn't go out either. She simply lay down on the bed to tease and play with Liu Qiqi.

After Old Man Liu and the two older brothers left, the heavy responsibility of caring for Liu Qiqi fell upon Liu Yi.

It wasn't until late at night that I saw him again. A trace of fatigue rested between his brows, and he held a cloak in his hand.

It was precisely this reason that pierced straight into Liu Jiayue's heart. Thinking of the moment when Fang Jinju was carried away on Wang Zhiheng's back, with blood dripping all the way down Fang Jinju's leg, her heart sank, leaving her completely unable to find peace.

Ming slowly bowed and stood, then transformed into a ghost-like afterimage that merged into the shadows beside him. Yet in merely a split second, Ye Huang, seated in the distance, slightly curled his fingers and snapped them lightly.

The clothing around his waist had been soaked through with blood. Looking closely, I finally let out a sigh of relief; the wound looked perilous, but it had missed any vital organs and shouldn't pose too major a problem.

People followed the voice and looked over. The speaker was none other than Yan Moqian, whose gaze at that moment had fallen squarely upon Liu Qiqi.

Inside the luxurious and understated black sedan, Lu Zhan sat relaxed and lazy, completely unperturbed and casually teasing Matcha, despite the oppressive presence of the two stern-faced men in black flanking him on either side in the rearview mirror. Quan felt an inexplicable sense of incongruity yet naturalness.

"However, four years ago, I uncovered a bit of a secret, after which I was completely unable to dig any deeper!" Wang Ao looked at Chen Mu and said.

The secret method for refining the eye monster was instantly and firmly branded into Jiang Yun's mind, impossible to forget even if he wanted to.

After all, they were still in a period of war, and Sunagakure was currently at a disadvantage, the situation being extremely grim. If Sasori were truly slain here, it would not only cause Sunagakure to lose a genius ninja and crucial combat strength forever, but it might also trigger a chain reaction of consequences.