43 Making Things Difficult

"That's great! Don't worry, Li Mo, once the task is done, I'll be right back!" Having obtained Li Mo's consent, Zhu Bajie left in high spirits.

She had always hoped to create even more outstanding works, but unfortunately, so far, not a single one satisfied her.

The tone of interrogation grew heavier, and Hua Ni's face turned cold as well. With a wave of her arm, a powerful demonic force directly "flung" Dieffenbachia away.

This old man was none other than Sulfur, the renowned weapon master of the Hidden Leaf Village, something Shiranui Genma naturally recognized.

During the wait for the ambulance, the police arrived fashionably late. By the time they reached the scene, the entire restaurant was already in utter disarray.

Li Luo coughed. After all, having a military background, seeing so many people in disarray made her somewhat uneasy.

Sitting next to Li Mo, Bai Wei witnessed the entire process of him reading the note. She turned to look at Ning Meng sitting behind, a trace of sour jealousy rising in her heart.

Muxiang was not slow; the bow and arrow he had put away not long ago were drawn once again, and an arrow was loosed.

"Indeed, and that is why you should understand... what kind of enemies we are facing." Iliad's tone sank.

Li Mo said without changing his expression and without a single blush, feeling that his talent for spouting nonsense was growing stronger by the day.

He gazed at the figure deeply embedded in the cliff face, now virtually untraceable, and a surge of intense unease welled up in his heart. Although this unease was completely unfounded, Huang Ji chose to believe it nonetheless.

Li Tianyu suddenly embraced Xiao Yu, feeling even more moved. He never expected Xiao Yu to care about him so deeply. With her period, her body must be extremely uncomfortable; she should have stayed home to rest properly, yet she had traveled all this way just to see him.

"Qingqing, are you still worried?" Amidst their chat, Chu Tian suddenly blurted out.

The underside of the carriage was tall and wide, with several large cylindrical pillars crisscrossing and interlocking tightly, securing the carriage box firmly atop them. Were it not for such a massive vehicle, it could never have concealed such a burly fellow.

"Then why doesn't Mr. Fujito grant me the instruction of a match? It would also allow me to see just where the gap lies." Jin Yan smiled faintly, neither servile nor overbearing, showing no sign of anger whatsoever. He was genuinely curious as to what Fujito Yu's Go game would look like.

"Release my son, and the Han family will agree to any condition you name!" The pool of blood on the ground was growing larger; it seemed to be entirely his son's blood.

At that moment, a faint sound of weapons clashing drifted over, continuous and rapid, as if a fierce battle was underway. Coincidentally heading that way, Chu Tian followed the direction from which the sound emanated.

Chu Tian gently pinched Lian Xin's cheek. He knew she asked not out of any ulterior motive, but simply out of pure curiosity.

Xiao Ya had just endured a severe bout of agony, so this minor pain naturally caused no major impact. However, the bizarre temperature of the purple flame—shifting alternately between scorching heat and freezing cold—coupled with its numbing electrical current, still made him involuntarily draw a sharp breath while the back of his hand twitched slightly by instinct.

"Who is he?" Looking at the back of Heavenly Mystery Elder's retreating figure, Jing Feng found it unfathomably mysterious, and he finally could not help but ask.

I rarely open up to people like this about such unspeakable matters, but today I had no other choice. If some things are not stated with absolute finality, outsiders will always feel there is an opening to exploit, harming both others and themselves.

Zhang Wei and his companions' journey to Arai Fortress officially commenced, while Wang兰 and hers' dragon-slaying journey would formally begin the moment the Sun Dragon Draken was shot down by the "Tracker" or landed on its own.

Qian Bainian's eyelid twitched and his pupils constricted. Without wasting words, his massive divine sense instantly blanketed the Qian family estate, after which he directly flicked his form and vanished, reappearing the next second inside an opulent room.

Ye Shu accepted the cigarette, slowly bringing it to his lips while keeping a close eye on his reactions, thinking to himself: You're the one who gave this to me, so I'm really going to smoke it now.

"What's wrong? Why have we stopped?" Song Ruyu lifted the curtain of the carriage to inquire, while Mocai also peered out curiously through the gap.

"The Sect Master? So that's it. With the Sect Master personally keeping watch here, naturally no one can cheat," Qianye smiled.

Rao Haonan rode his bicycle with such captivating charm right up to the foot of the faculty apartment building where Shu Xin lived.

Having spoken, Klais opened the lid of the wooden box containing the porridge, and the steaming aroma of the fruit porridge instantly permeated the living room.

Zhang Wei and Wang Lan also departed the tree house. Through discussion and negotiation, the two delegations decided to temporarily diffuse the stern and heavy atmosphere, leaving the matter to be handled tomorrow.

Mother was a physician, but physicians have their own helpless limits: curing others is easy, curing oneself is hard; healing the body is easy, healing the heart is hard. Ever since giving birth to her, Mother had suffered from chronic blood deficiency and physical weakness, enduring solely for her sake. Had it not been absolute necessity, Mother would never have sent her into the Prime Minister's residence.

George received Mengzhu with great enthusiasm. Mengzhu stayed in Pingjin for a week, selecting the optimal timing to state her intentions to George.

"Yet, I do not wish to live this way. I want to be a bird in the sky, not a snail in the grass. This shell binds me so tightly it brings me misery, even hatred." She fiercely hurled another stone, creating a loud plop and a massive splash. The ripples spread outward and then grew still once more.

Zilan let out a cold snort, the murderous intent in her eyes fully exposed as a four-foot azure sword shot forth from her sleeve once again. The blade brimmed with world-destroying energy. With a crisp clang, the azure sword collided directly with the Golden Snake Sword once more.

The front lines, however, brought wave after wave of joyful news. Following the capture of the Yangshan Peak, Ping shun, Qingyuan, Wubu... town after town fell. The Yejian army retreated in consecutive defeats and utterly collapsed. Capturing Shizhibang's territory was merely a matter of time.

Lowering her head to gaze at the blade, Ruoyu finally understood why she found the person before her so familiar.

This was what Song Duanwu said with a slightly slurred articulation. Liu Yuanzhang was puzzled, but Yi Piaoyao understood the subtext entirely.

"This palace will not spell it out for you, but merely wishes to offer a reminder: do not foolishly dream that you will be as fortunate as the Princess Consort of Yi. Reality is cruel." With that, she left the pavilion.