Volume 1, Chapter 59: Female Classmates, Regret, and Betrayal!

Seeing this, the other young masters rolled up their sleeves, each looking more arrogant than the last. "How dare you lay a hand on someone! Today, this young master is going to teach you a lesson, you cheap wretch."

For the final time, Lan Xuan handed the items over to Xing Mo and walked toward Four Elephants City with over a thousand star pellets.

She had specifically asked Xiao Jingchen to wait for her at the parking lot, but the director saw right through it all along, knowing full well that Xiao Jingchen was there for her and that Su Jiamu was merely an excuse.

Ding Haotian also felt something was amiss. How much time had passed, and already illegal immigrants were showing up? Wasn't this a blatant slap in the face?

"Shen Tang is flirting with Yu Duo again," Su Jiamu's manager said from a distance, raising an eyebrow.

Of course Bai Guoguo knew the other party didn't recognize her; she had simply wanted to tease this "elder sister," which was why she self-directed and fabricated the family-reunion scene just now.

Tianqiong also slashed down with his blade, but what he was fighting against was a world-class divine weapon. With a crisp snap, Tianqiong's blade broke clean in two.

Seeing her say this as well, the second uncle gave up insisting. After all, having taught for many years, he understood the underlying truth: students with good grades didn't need tutoring, and tutoring students with poor grades was utterly useless.

"Have you noticed that when the Heavenly Demon Toad fights you, it exclusively uses demonic attributes?" Lin Qiu asked.

When Norma and Dolma had walked some distance away, Zhao Jun and Park Yun-er finally stopped firing and hid behind the boulders.

Yan Xi answered them one by one, concluding with the announcement that she would be expanding into the jewelry industry, officially heralding a new era for Yiyantang.

My original intention was to write the epic protagonist as a ten out of ten, but due to a series of twists and turns, I was forced to repeatedly cut and revise along the way, until it could barely score a six.

Realizing this, the powerhouses of various sects cast peculiar glances toward the Spirit Beast Sect and the imperial family.

Sitting atop Du Luoze's back was a member of the Azure Dragon Consortium, who was even more ruthless, continuously stabbing silver needles into Du Luoze's waist.

"The deceased is named Zhang Shoubiao. He's a psychiatric patient and a local loafer with a shady record, nicknamed 'Big Biao'!" Officer Wu replied without concealment.

Even with the wealth and influence of the Ruan family, combined with the Hong family, making so many people vanish was somewhat strenuous.

When the gate of black mist finally dispersed and everything returned to calm, those who had been charmed by Si Rui gradually regained consciousness. They stared blankly around them, evidently having no idea what they had just done or what had transpired.

A trace of blood spilled from Bai Yan's mouth. The barrier had shattered, and the backlash from the connected qi left him slightly injured.

The imperial auras within the two of them erupted simultaneously, surging outward in all directions as a terrifying pressure swept across ten thousand miles.

You have an Immortal Venerable grandmaster backing you up, so when things get too tough, you can just drop their name and everything will be fine, but what about my Exquisite Pavilion?

Before long, guided by his Dao heart, Long Jiaolong entered a mystical state independent of the grand Dao of heaven and earth, and then reached out to grasp the Spiritual Immortal Battle Armor.

This was the first time he had heard of such a thing, and what caught his interest was that even Haoyue and Yuyue couldn't help showing expressions of yearned anticipation upon hearing about this annual disciple tournament.

The atmosphere in the arena was thoroughly ignited. After three rounds of drinks, bonfires were lit in the plaza, and some disciples began organizing entertainment for everyone. Everyone was having a wonderful time, and even the elders joined in. Not wanting to be a spoilsport, Qin Shi was roped into it as well.

During the resurrection process, the medicinal properties would automatically search for the remaining soul imprints of the deceased within their body, restoring both physical form and soul to their absolute prime state before death, granting the subject a new lease on life.

June 12th, Saturday. Even if directors were unfamiliar with the state of the music industry, they could hardly ignore a date like this.

"It's nothing, just a few harsh words. Besides, this is merely a prelude; the real confrontation will take place during tomorrow morning's court session," Ada stepped forward, taking the cloak off Zhao昱's shoulders as she spoke.

Duan Qifei finally snapped back to his senses, pressing his hands against the bed and saying solemnly, "Second Senior Uncle... Thank you!" Followed by a fierce fit of coughing, he struggled to get out of bed to bow in salute.

"I just found out. You're a pervert..." Bae Suzy murmured, clinging to his back on the way back to the hotel.

Luo Hankong let out a "hmph," and Zhu Yuyuan chided, "Pay them no mind!" Luo Hankong clenched his teeth, nodded, and forcefully swallowed the rest of his sentence.

"What is Shopkeeper Tu implying?" Hearing this, Manager Xu felt a surge of alertness, then cast a indifferent glance at Shopkeeper Tu.

"Hmph, so what if you can resurrect? The absolute gap in strength is enough for me to kill you a thousand times, ten thousand times," the Hell Emperor declared, launching an attack immediately. The Space-Time Grinding Mill and Space-Time Gear appeared simultaneously, and a terrifying force erupted instantly, crushing down toward Tamike as if the heavens and earth were collapsing together.

During the brief aerial battle, the U.S. forces had already lost eight fighter jets, making their air power look increasingly thin.

With direct, brutal efficiency, he cut off all discussion from below, single-handedly suppressing everyone present.

It wasn't until he heard the white-haired elder's casual remark earlier in the day that it felt like an epiphany, clearing his mind completely and curing him of his stubborn narrow-mindedness.

We have our own hardships as well, and Xilong's death has completely killed my heart toward the outside world. I only want to protect my Eight Circles well so that the people here can continue to live on.

Xi Yu clumsily caught this hot potato, overwhelmed with joy as he felt its warm, jade-like texture. After toying with it for a while, he found himself utterly unable to put it down.

Qiaobashan's vanguard camp finally approached the defensive line. By now, the distance between the two sides was so close that even the poorly-aimed guardsmen finally began scoring hits, sending charging cavalrymen down in droves.

Seeing the fat man's heartwarming words, Lin Tao clenched his fists and pumped himself up internally. *Wait for me; I will definitely come. But who on earth could have hurt Xiangxin? Once I get out, I'm going to demand answers.*

Furthermore, this matter could not be spoken of by Wu Huamei herself; it would be best if Feng Tian brought it up himself.

Seeing Tamike silent and seemingly shattered by the blow, the Hell Emperor grew elated. Reverting to his human form, he pointed a finger, and the crushing, grinding pressure intensified further.

"If this won't do, I have something even better—this." With a wave of his hand, Yinchen put away all the bottles and pills and produced another porcelain bottle. Gently removing the stopper, he poured out just a single pill.

To ordinary folk, the fact that black uncles opened banks had about as much to do with them as a drop in the ocean. At most, they might marvel at the fact that black uncles weren't poor at all, or rather, that they were so poor they were drowning in gold.