Volume 1 Chapter 35: A Death-Seeking Personality

"You once said this necklace would look wonderful with an evening gown," he said, his tone perfectly natural.

She had no intention of letting Zhangyi off the hook; even if she couldn't get rid of her, she wanted to teach her a lesson. Thus, she began to openly sow discord against her in front of Han Siyou.

Li Zixiao looked at Qin Ziyuan with disdain, completely unconcerned that she might continue to brandish her rubber baton.

These long swords enveloped Qi Ming, radiating a golden light that carried a sense of sanctity.

"Does Yirui know about this?" Han Siyou stared at her. She was wearing cheap jeans, sneakers, and a baseball cap—a stark contrast to her usual attire. His brows furrowed slightly; the Cen family would never let her come to a place like this.

The next moment, his body stiffened as Yang Chen suddenly turned and struck a palm toward his forehead.

Seeing their behavior, the old matriarch looked displeased. She frowned and said to Ye Zhen, "If this is how it’s going to be, then Zhen, just come and live with me, this old woman!" With that, she reached out to pull Ye Zhen along with her.

Han Lianyi sighed deeply. Was the sweet smile inadvertently touching her lips and the glow of happiness in her eyes due to these two men?

What else could she do if she couldn't stand it? Pretend she hadn't heard? That clearly wouldn't work. Besides, Li Zixiao was curious about whose voice had called out to her.

Yet, it was precisely because nothing was said that it felt as though something had indeed happened.

Deciding to act, they immediately moved. Everyone gathered their belongings; those with minor injuries moved on their own, while those severely injured were supported by the others.

An Wan was suddenly bumped into Pei Yan's arms. She was instantly enveloped by his cool, aloof scent.

Early that morning, she had gone to buy groceries, only to find upon her return that all the photographs in Xu Bosheng’s room were gone.

The young man with the electronic prosthetic eye was the Second Swordmaster of the Swordmaster Society, named Iwakura Takeji. His older brother, Iwakura Takeichi, was the only god-demon in the society to reach the "Class" level.

The metallic sound merged continuously in the air, suddenly transforming into a giant spear that pierced through the entire city.

After about five or six minutes, as he stepped off the final stone stair, a massive, boundless underground space appeared before Chaofan.

From then on, I realized that schooling didn't simply end at high school. Above high school, there was a brilliant, glorious dream of university to strive for, to fight for.

Zhu Yun nodded, brushed the dust off his clothes, and walked inside.

Yan'er excitedly wanted to go in to see Peng Jiang, but was held back by Hun Ling, who said, "Wait a moment. Let my eldest sister and fourth sister go in first, then I will take you in to see my younger brother." After looking at Hun Ling, Yan'er nodded in agreement and was pulled to a seat in the hospital hallway.

The pressure from Dark Sally was so immense that Qin Che was momentarily at a loss for words.

The large house was not far away. Wang Chen took three steps in two and sprang onto the doorstep. In a daze, he seemed to see heaps of yellowed bones piled at the entrance, which made him feel uneasy. But it was too late; his hands had already pushed open the doors, and his expression changed instantly.

After Li Mi and Han Luo sat down, they began to discuss the new location for the Wellness Center. Han Luo naturally viewed the Han Luo National Art Wellness Center as a career—a way to make a living and benefit others, which undoubtedly aligned with his life’s pursuits.

The black rods protruding from his face did not ruin Pain's features; instead, they made the face—originally belonging to Yahiko—appear even more eerie.

"Not for the sake of making money?" A-San took this opportunity to look at Jia Sidao as if he were an alien.

At this moment, the middle-aged man who had been stepping on the sea approached step by step, staring at Wan Xiao. Wan Xiao, in turn, looked with a solemn expression at the man he had spent half a year investigating only to uncover the tip of the iceberg.

"Is that why you wouldn't tell him our true identities?" Yoruichi let out a comfortable sigh and asked nonchalantly.

However... had this youth, who looked only a few years older than himself, really killed him?

But he realized his jamming signals were useless against them; they were still communicating as usual. Their radio jamming signals seemed to be suppressed by some powerful wave, making them unable to transmit at all.

Because he lacked a master’s guidance—the subtle corrections and direct teachings—Han Luo had to be self-reliant and work diligently. The depth of his realm, the breadth of his learning, and the accumulation of his martial arts far exceeded Liu Zongyuan’s original plans.

"Captain Unohana!" Upon seeing the newcomer, Yoruichi greeted Retsu Unohana in a carefree manner.

Often, Mother would say that taking a step back opens up a broader sky. People try to find ways to protect themselves, opting for the next best thing, then the next, and so on. But in the end, is the self that keeps settling for less still the same person who wanted to be protected in the first place?

"Oh, yes. The poisonous sun is gone today, but it is still very sultry. You should rest here for a while!" Fusheng turned around and scanned the surroundings. Luo Yu, however, continued to watch his back, never expecting her benefactor to possess such skills to vault over walls, and her admiration grew even more.

His brows furrowed. Following the source of the murderous intent, he saw three young men projecting it toward him.

"That is a bad guy, truly bad! We found many strange things in his home!" Zhang Yang helped Zi Sangjie sit down before returning his tone to normal.

Thus, with the addition of the four streams of blood energy from Wikiliva, combined with the soul power of the Fire Element Avatar, the Undying Fire that had invaded the sea of consciousness was forced into retreat.

Lou Xiu now looked very much like a wealthy and arrogant master. He sat at the head of the banquet table. Fusheng hurriedly greeted him, and Han Dan let out two simple laughs before speaking up.

Xiao Yan scratched his head. His journey thus far could not have been possible without the guidance of Elder Yao and the senior Tuoshe Gudi. He realized that beyond his own efforts, his current achievements were also due to the instruction of these two mentors.