Volume 1, Chapter 176: Dealing with a Tiger

"Tricked by her?" Madame Feng's expression shifted for a moment, while Madam Yin and Madam Tong beside her also wore puzzled looks.

However, just as she turned around to continue boiling the noodles, Liu Dan, having heard the commotion, spoke up.

Today, Yan Ziqi had finally managed to find a suitable opportunity to arrange a meeting with Yan Bin, so naturally, she wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Thus, at this moment, she was wearing pajamas and a facial mask while watching television in the living room, occasionally letting out muffled laughs.

Ou Junyi carried Du Ruomeng all the way into the car. Since the wedding invited only close friends and relatives, only two cars were sent to welcome the bride.

That invitation looked exceptionally exquisite; the pink speckled-gold note paper even carried a faint scent of sachet powder. Tie Han could not help leaning in to take a sniff.

In other words, while the exact same event might have occurred and remained in the public memory, the way it was reported at different times could be entirely different.

Jiu Xi looked at them and smiled silently. The elderly people here were all very kind; although everyone hoped their children and grandchildren would stay by their sides, they would never voice it out loud, fearing they might be a nuisance.

Jiang Sheng had spent several days in deep internal struggle, unsure of how to handle Jiang Shiyu's feelings toward him, until Jiang Shiyu could no longer bear it.

At least in Shen Yu's heart, even though Hanchu originated from a brothel and was no longer a maiden, she was by no means comparable to ordinary blossoms and flirtatious butterflies.

Qin Suyan listened as Ji Zili told her a great deal about Mu Shaogong, and gradually, in her heart, she began to view "him" as a friend. With the support of the peerless young master, she believed she could make the Crown Prince fall in love with her.

What a pity; she hadn't registered together with Xiao'er. You Nuo would probably be disappointed. Besides, she had deliberately worn a veil, so others didn't know about the scar on her face. Unless You Nuo searched every single room, he would never find her.

He formed hand seals with both hands, and a cyan-blue barrier enveloped the nine-tailed celestial fox, sending it back into the Crown Prince's body.

Her brows knitted slightly, almost imperceptibly. When she reached out to shake the bell in her hand, she belatedly realized it was no longer there.

Ji Zili could only sigh that this truly was the ever-changing deviant monarch, finally understanding where his title came from: fickle and capricious.

Kato Senichi seemed entirely unfazed, continuing to gently wipe the gleaming steel blade in his hand as he said indifferently, devoid of even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Upon hearing Jin Fu tell Jin Bi to fetch the Nine-Sun Lock, Tiansheng had been ready to stop pretending, but the very next sentence from Clan Chief Jin Yu made him dismiss that thought.

As he uttered these words, Nie Peixiao also realized that this was his final strike, or perhaps his dying struggle. Judging by the Yun household's pace, they would likely come to fetch Chuxiu as early as tomorrow, and under such completely unprepared circumstances, this trump card was his only option.

Damn it, important notification! You damn system, why didn't you notify me earlier or later, but chose to do so right along with the second mission?

Hiding behind the divine statue, Yu Qiao cursed "foolish" under his breath while stealthily watching Chuxu's retreating figure, thinking to herself that she seemed to have seen this silhouette somewhere before.

"If there's a chance, I want to take this guy out." Qin Hu joined forces with Luo Han to battle. He watched as the evil spirit was beaten into fragments and dissipated under the frenzied blows of Lased's six arms, followed immediately by Lased and his teammates vanishing in a flash of white light.

There was no need to worry about the situation in the novice village; what he needed to prepare for was the impending Zhenwu army.

Of course, leaving aside the five hundred disciples, even facing a formidable army of thousands, Yu Qiao possessed the capability to rescue everyone, yet he chose not to do so, acting instead with total indifference.

Along the way, she was instructed on the hierarchy of the sect's disciples, which could be distinguished by the colors of their attire.

Since Gu Xiongfei had already incurred public wrath, he might as well speak his mind freely. Since death was certain either way, he would try his best to secure a chance of survival for Liang Sihan; if that failed, they would simply become a couple dying together in each other's arms.

The other students lacked such experience. Seeing how terrifying the thorns were, they directly brandished kitchen knives and, with a single heavy chop, severed a major portion of the Zeilan grass roots.

Ye Li suddenly felt a chill down her spine. Raising her head, she naturally locked eyes with Jiang Lele's gaze.

Nocturne was a natural jungle champion, and a level three Nocturne possessed exceptionally strong solo-kill potential. As long as he reasonably utilized his W skill, Dark Veil, and E skill, Unspeakable Horror, even Blind Monk and Master Yi would detour around Nocturne when they saw him.

Each king possessed distinct thoughts closely tied to their evolutionary paths. For instance, the Wither King Anling was created by humans with their own hands. Although initially harboring hostility toward humans, as evolution progressed, a complex emotion toward humans began to develop within him, making him relatively mild-tempered and more inclined to negotiate with humans.

First, we bought some tools in the market that we hadn't brought along—hoes and the like—as well as some bizarre things I had never even heard of. Anyway, Second Uncle and the others said these items would be useful in the desert, so I didn't question it and simply helped them carry the things back.

For a moment, the scene fell into absolute silence. Everyone's expression darkened, and they remained wordless, their faces looking extremely grim.

Perhaps thalassophobia originated precisely from this—growing darker and darker, until one was completely swallowed by the darkness.

Walking along this path, passing several villages, one found them either utterly devoid of human life or inhabited only by the elderly and the weak, leaving nine out of ten households completely empty.

While Li Mo and his two sworn brothers were still on their way back to the city, Uncle Daya hurried over riding a donkey, saying that someone in the West District was resisting taxes and the tax post had requested local militia to assist. Zhao Pozhen had already agreed, and Iron Pot Lu had gone ahead, telling Uncle Daya to notify Li Mo to head over as well.

The highly spiritual Sanhua was instantly displeased, glaring at the chubby old man with wide eyes while letting out a growl from deep within its throat.

Everything happened in the flash of a spark. It wasn't until both cultivators had been killed that the remaining few finally reacted.

The items above were immensely powerful, but supreme acquired treasures were not something anyone could wield; cultivation level was of paramount importance.

Li岳 (Li Yue) had just finished a major surgery on a patient and should have gone back to rest, yet he was now cooperating so actively with the police work, which inevitably moved Qiao Sheng somewhat.

Hearing the phrase "a seven-day deadline," Qin Ku's expression changed imperceptibly, a hint of probing calculation welling up in the gaze he cast upon Liu Xunyi.