Volume 1, Chapter 63

She was never afraid of people treating her poorly; what she feared most was when people treated her too well, leaving her completely at a loss for how to respond.

This time, because of Pei Xuan's assassination attempt on Li Qiu, the relationship between Shang Qian and Li Qiu was exposed to the light.

Hua Mufeng raised her eyes and happened to see Gong Qianxing stand up and walk over to the windowsill. The pigeon flew right onto his hand, settled there, and let out a couple of cooing sounds.

Ye Wuji's words just now had hit him right where it hurt. Even with all his depth of city, he could not help but flare up in anger, letting his emotions show clearly on his face.

This had nothing to do with emotional stability or moral cultivation; it was purely a matter of human nature.

Yet I could not afford to admit defeat at this moment, especially since Zhou Tong maintained such a carefree and indifferent air, as if she were simply watching me play the fool, completely unbothered by it all.

However... when she had arrived, Xia Ruoxi and Xiao Li had already entered the private room and had never come out. How could she possibly know her whereabouts?

"Quite ordinary. Aside from the Seven Treasured Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul being somewhat eye-catching, none of the others pose any threat to us," Yu Tianheng said honestly.

A sharp gleam flashed through Zhang Xuandao's eyes as he instantly understood Ye Qingxue's transformation. With a flick of his large sleeve, he tossed several spiritual herbs known for calming the mind and clearing the spirit straight into the alchemy furnace, helping Ye Qingxue suppress the demonic nature raging within her.

"What question? Just ask away." Bai Ling rarely saw Chen Tianxiu acting like this, and replied generously.

Seeing the opposing Sun Ce suddenly press the attack with such ferocity, it was easy to guess without thinking that Baili Xuance had no jungle monsters left to farm and had therefore chosen to gank the bottom lane.

Lu Li grabbed A Xiu, who was about to leave. It was merely a visceral, instinctive grab, as his mind was still preoccupied with the matter of loyalty. He hadn't expected to use a bit too much force, pulling A Xiu directly into his arms.

Lu Li still cast a glance at the other two roulette wheels. Damn it, drawing a prize from the second wheel required a cost of one hundred ferocity points, while the third one unexpectedly required a staggering ten thousand ferocity points.

Her face flushed a deep crimson, her breathing turned ragged, and her heartbeat accelerated. Her mind was filled entirely with the image of Han Lingxuan, and she suddenly felt something trickling out from her nose. Reaching up to wipe it, her hand was covered in bright red blood.

One must realize that the Blood Temple, having abandoned its ancestral lands and relocated to the Rising Sun Sect, surely harbored thoughts of this very nature.

If the person who wrote the scouting report for Muyun had been standing right in front of Capono, Capono swore he would have spat a mouthful of saltwater right in the guy's face and ridiculed him for being an idiot.

What on earth was going on? Senior Sister Su Lian and Master back then... and now Jiuxuan and Su Lian bore such a striking resemblance.

Before Liu Ye could even comprehend the merits entering his body, they were swallowed whole in a single bite by the Chaos Bell residing within him. Since it was his own magical treasure, what could he do about it? Raising the Zikun sword, he noticed that the originally purple-black blade now featured intricate golden threads woven across its surface, rendering the already extraordinary Zikun sword even more magnificent.

Amidst the dense fog, a ball of white light and a ball of red light flickered indistinctly. At this moment, people were just beginning to leave the bamboo forest, and quite a few had lost their way within it.

If AG did not ban Guan Yu, then I am sorry, but Liu Yang would boldly lock in Guan Yu and show the opponents that his Second Master was equally formidable.

"Right, whether it's Li Erniu or Li Junfeng, it doesn't matter. Let's move on," Cheng Xi chimed in, smoothing things over.

"Here is the plan: for the next episode on the African savanna, let's step up the difficulty and adopt a sneaky, slow-growth survival strategy." Chen Jerry had a vague idea forming in his mind, and he spoke while pondering how to flesh it out.

Still, he was a fraction of a second too late. The rogue failed to strike Shen Xiong directly, but the blade still grazed past Shen Xiong's shoulder.

One had to bear in mind that this was fundamentally a society governed by the law of the jungle. As for the decline and rise of noble clans, as long as it did not affect them directly, even if it were their own vassal families that fell into ruin, wouldn't it be better to simply reclaim their assets for personal use, much like fattening up a pig before finally slaughtering it?

The young police officer immediately slammed on the brakes, causing the car he was driving to emit a harsh screeching friction sound as it slid forward a few meters before finally coming to a halt.

He strode toward Li Yunheng with large strides, brought his hand down with a heavy *thwack* upon the table, and glared fiercely at Li Yunheng.

Su Zhan managed to slip away from surveillance over a span of three long months, and his suspicions had finally been cleared. The reorganized E-Department had resumed operations once more, leaving only the Hexagram Organization still mired in so-called "investigation."

This time, Xiaoxia did not resist. She knew that any resistance on her part would only invite an even more ferocious retaliation from Liu Xing'er. She did not care what Liu Xing'er might do to her, but she was terrified—terrified that her defiance would cause Lei Ming to suffer.

He reached out, wanting to wipe away the tears of this perpetual crybaby, but before he could do so, Lin You suddenly buried herself in his arms and wept bitterly.

The elevator doors slowly closed. Through the gap, Aizen Nan waved goodbye to their retreating figures. The moment the elevator doors sealed completely shut, the smile vanished entirely from his face.

As a deity handpicked and elevated by Zeus, she was his subordinate goddess and subject to his will. It was only natural for her to intervene when the supreme gods clashed, aiding her own patron deity in securing ultimate victory.

"Then let's switch. But I must warn you, a big fish was thrashing around here for quite a while just now. If it scared off all the other fish, you can't blame me," Mo Changfeng cautioned.

Thanks to the "Illusory Wave-Treading Footwork," these low-flying demonic beasts held no distinct advantage.

Before reaching their fifties, neither he nor Wang Juhua had ever traveled far from home. In the dozen or so years since their son's return, however, they had been taken out on several leisure trips by him. Upon returning from each journey, they would boast about it to the other villagers for a long time.

Besides, the employee was just a temporary part-timer, so they could simply be fired on the spot, and the whole matter was glossed over just like that.

Yuanzi, sitting by the left-hand glass window, nodded knowingly, then pointed toward a yellow Beetle parked ahead on the left.

The Arbok tried to show the Garchomp its newly perfected charming skills to see if there was any room for further improvement.

My Lady, though she had long held the reins of the imperial court, her ascent to power had always been shrouded in legend and took vastly different turns, almost as if she were merely playing a game amidst the mortal world.

After a few exchanges, Wang Weina was already beaten black and blue. Desperate to escape, she tried to flee, but Shi Can grabbed her tentacles and clung to the ground like a shameless rogue, pulling her back with a death grip, sticking to her like a maggot on rotting bones.

The game of cat and mouse was something Qin Fangbai excelled at. Su Wuyang's escape routes were completely blocked off, and there were likely people waiting for her inside the car as well.

"You decide." Su Yucyang continued to speak in the same manner as before; in truth, he had very little strength left.

Meng Yu did not reply, merely shaking his head. Su Yingmei glanced at the milk and pastries placed by the bedroom door. A sharp pang of heartache pierced her; Lü Haotian was using his own unique way to torture himself while simultaneously torturing her.