Volume One, Chapter 75: The Mischievous Child

This time, the little boy was no longer simply leaning his chair against his. Instead, he repeatedly rammed his chair into the back of the one he was sitting on.

Ling Zhou spoke with deep sorrow and anguish, yet still finished what he had to say with admirable composure and a sense of reason.

In their previous life, ninety percent of the people in Chengjiang City perished at the hands of water demons, but among that ninety percent, how many had truly been betrayed by their own kind?

As for Feng Junyi, they could not help but use their spiritual sense to probe his cultivation once again, but, as always, they found nothing.

Duan Zegge was in so much pain he couldn’t make a sound. He collapsed to his knees in disgrace, tears falling into the black, viscous liquid as he desperately crawled on the ground, trying to gather up Lou Yan’s flesh and blood.

Chu Qiu’s martial cultivation at the seventh level of the Primordial Realm, even in this vast, multiversal world, was but a mere drop in the ocean, scarcely enough to grant him any prominence in the higher echelons of battle.

Fu Xuezhou smiled, got out of bed, walked over to his bag, unzipped it, and pulled out two tickets, handing them to Lou Yan.

There was a particular place among them known as Sin City, a name that struck fear into people’s hearts.

Their breaths mingled as one. Chu Xingchen felt like a drowning man, held tightly in his embrace, breathless and weak all over.

Because he had delayed crossing his tribulation, he was struck by lightning every century—a torment beyond the endurance of most. Yet he forced himself to persevere.

I’ll smash it myself! At worst, I’ll just find an ordinary repair shop afterward and replace the glass. If need be, I’ll rent the car a few more days; the rental company won’t know! Regular glass only costs a couple thousand at most.

To escape the responsibilities of being the Wei family’s eldest son, he personally orchestrated his own death, leaving those who cared for him unable to forget, and shifting all the blame onto Yan Jue.

In the Sacred Battleground, Song Yun had yet to witness a primordial weapon. Zimu scorned their use; for the demon race, the best weapon was their own body. As for the human warriors, they had no chance to use their primordial weapons before Zimu wiped them out completely.

Xiao Lin sneered: “So you mock us as beneath you, and yourself as above? How high is your official rank? How many nations’ wealth do you command?”

She gazed blankly at Su Jinse standing beside the man, her heart adrift like a rootless duckweed, floating up and down, no longer anchored.

When Director Chen personally affirmed her as an “actress,” Pei Xiao was so overjoyed she nearly jumped to the sky. For a moment, she didn’t know whom to share this wonderful news with, and instinctively took out her phone to call Xi Xiangdong.

More communication and learning—this was the new atmosphere at Ginkgo Hospital. During meetings, Ye Qing had repeatedly emphasized that by exchanging ideas, everyone could learn from one another and improve their skill. Wasn’t this the perfect opportunity?

Then, to their astonishment, blood began to seep from the bodies of those gargoyles, all of it flowing into the body of that blood-night bat creature.

Even the two burly men in black guarding the door couldn’t help but twitch at the corners of their mouths. After exchanging glances, they both glanced into the living room.

His words, scorching and provocative, were on the surface quite ordinary, yet the way he spoke made them charged with desire and temptation.

She had barely set foot in City A when someone drugged her and carried her unconscious onto a speeding car.

With a gentle wave of his palm, the Dragon-Serpent avatar was sent by the Myriad Qi avatar into the Illusory True Realm. With a flick of his sword-finger, a vast, boundless, magnificent world appeared at his fingertip, blocking the hand of Heaven, which carried endless wind and thunder.

The matter of the Solitary Sword Technique was of such gravity that even someone like Tian Xuanzi would not be immune to temptation.