Kiss 19

At this moment, the silver light on the divinity seemed to grow even more brilliant. Kurumi could only offer a wry smile; the Main God had snatched its energy, and now it was scavenging for easier targets. She couldn't help but wonder which unfortunate soul would end up inheriting that bizarre ghost legacy.

Lu Ning—whose full name should be Fang Lu Ning—by the generation rankings of the clan genealogy, would be the great-great-grandson of Fang Yu'er.

When Xu Han clearly saw the four large characters on the title page, even with his composure, his body could not help but tremble, his face filled with sheer horror.

The man stood at a distance, unable to accurately sense just how immense the dragon energy Xu Han was bearing truly was.

Chang Sheng-hua chatted with Fu Qianqian for a while to understand the basic situation of the nursing home. Asking such questions did not draw any attention, and Fu Qianqian enthusiastically shared all the details with her.

"Tell me again, why did the fatty get into a fight with him?" Dong Yang asked with a smile.

Sun Laizi remained silent, but this was taken as an admission, for if it were not true, a person would subconsciously deny it; only when it is true yet one dares not admit it does one fall into silence.

Feng Qiqi stepped off the carriage alongside Jun Moli. She lifted her head and took a deep breath; even the air outside felt fresher than that of King Li’s manor.

However, Fang Ziyu had no intention of pondering these words deeply. Upon hearing them, she leapt and landed on the martial arts stage.

Others might not have noticed, but Mu Fenghua felt it clearly. She became more certain that this person was An Ning; Ouyang Yuanyuan could never be so humble and submissive toward anyone else.

As it neared two-thirty, at exactly 2:29, Jiang Shen stepped into the conference room, accompanied by Xie, the political commissar of the People's Armed Forces Department.

Just as Gu Anran was about to pull her hand back to calm herself down, a sweet, delicate voice reached her.

Some villagers were foolish enough to think that compensation money was like a windfall, failing to cherish it. They would buy cars that people with annual salaries of ten million would hesitate to purchase, and they would snap up villas that those with assets exceeding a hundred million would dare not buy, all without batting an eye.

By now, even if Li Qitang were dull, he could see that Meicai’s disappearance was suspicious. Leaving behind a silver ingot and abandoning his hairpin, he took out a compass, identified a direction, and hurried in pursuit.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, the air was filled with the scents of spring—fresh grass and flowers—truly living up to the saying, "the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers."

Perhaps this was the childhood sweetheart she had mentioned. She had been deliberating, only to be forced by Yu Youan—so she did not want to see her childhood sweetheart again, choosing to endure in City A, unable and unwilling to return.

He had secured oil exploration rights for China Petroleum in the UAE, a monumental achievement that served both the nation and the company.

Gong Tingyu sent men to return Jiang Nan to the place where he had been captured. Jiang Nan flew away with lingering fear, unable to imagine the consequences if Gong Tingyu were to seek ruthless revenge.

Wu Kai was also severely wounded; a Japanese bayonet had left a gaping gash in his left ribcage. Had he not kept his hand pressed against it, he would have bled out long ago.

He departed with effortless grace, yet left behind a catastrophic disaster for Earth Bear City. The spiritual energy of the entire city dissipated rapidly, the earth withered, and the vegetation that had struggled to grow faded away at a visible speed.

Banxia nodded, not knowing what to say. She stared blankly at his cold, jade-like face, thinking of the Heavenly Palace Banquet, and for a moment, she greedily wished to look at him just a little longer.

"Hahaha! I am the first to enter this Heavenly Sun Secret Realm!" Amidst the chaotic battle, a grayish-black figure charged straight toward the light gate. Through calculation and surprise, he managed to rush into the "forbidden zone" less than a meter from the gate.

"Identity badge." An old man with white hair, sitting in a rocking chair by the stairs with his eyes half-closed, muttered as if in a dream.

"Come with me; my dad drives this car, so we don't have to pay!" Chen Yi said with a laugh, the corners of her eyes curving into a lovely arc at having taken advantage of the situation.

Before, they had seen Meizhe bully Banxia both openly and covertly. Meizhe was known for her perverse and overbearing nature, and many disciples had suffered because of her, whereas Banxia was always kind to others, wearing a naive and innocent expression. Thus, everyone felt that with this Princess’s arrival, Banxia’s days of suffering were finally over.

"Do you still have any strength left?" Wu Feng asked, leaning on his knees and looking at Lin Yun with a face pale from exhaustion. Despite the dimness caused by extreme weakness, his eyes still burned with a fiery fighting spirit.

By the time she left the shop clutching the three bolts of linen she had purchased, she was already drenched in sweat after only a few steps, simply because the fabric was so heavy.

The top ten on the True Human Ranking were all peak-stage Void True Realm powerhouses who, due to cultivation techniques or hidden injuries, had failed to break through to the Pure Yang Realm despite being capable of doing so.

"This is the land of Huaxia. You white-skinned pig, get as far away as you can. Here, any citizen of Huaxia has the right to command you, and you can only obey; this is no place for you to throw your weight around!" followed by Ye Tian’s icy voice.

Just imagine, if every phantom could exist for more than a minute, then no matter where Liu Feng was, he could always choose the most advantageous position—whether for attacking enemies or evading. As long as one phantom existed, Liu Feng could avoid harm at any time.

Wu Jiangkai’s face wore an expression never seen before. Watching time slip away bit by bit, if he still couldn't find her... Wu Jiangkai dared not think further.

The more indifferent the two were, the more the middle-aged man fretted, secretly believing that they had an extraordinary relationship with the master known as ‘Arrow Wind’.

Returning home, having already eaten and drunk his fill at Zhang Miao’s, Huang Yan was planning to head to his room to indulge in a bit of debauchery, but unexpectedly, that ruffian Xiahou came charging up to his door on horseback once again.

Off to the side, Kunpeng watched all of this, his teeth itching with hatred. He cursed in his heart: "I’ve been currying favor with you, yet you ignore me and pay attention to other men! One day, when I get my hands on you, I will make you suffer."

At the same time, a faint yellow glow lit up the sky over the entire Wuji Kingdom; it was the golden afterimage left by the Somersault Cloud as it streaked by at extreme speed.

As the scandalous events in the room neared their end, the negotiations between the two factions outside also achieved phased results. Lin Qingzhu and Jiang Xueyan reached a consensus: first, join forces to defeat Mu Ziqing, then decide the victor based on individual skill. Jiang Xueyan also decided to move in to ensure that Ye Tian would behave and have no further opportunities for secret meetings with Mu Ziqing.

"Where to?" asked the driver, a bald man. After asking, he looked Wang Zihao up and down.