Volume 1, Chapter 25: The Villain Siblings in a Power Fantasy Novel 5

Transmissão Rápida: Hoje também é um bom pai, né! Xiao Yuan é um pêssego. 1239 words 2026-08-04 06:00:39

Early the next morning, Sun Dong and Zhao Cheng escorted their wives to the town to catch a bus, heading to the city's Civil Affairs Bureau to file for divorce.

I nodded. "Yes, everything I’m saying is nonsense now. There’s nothing left to discuss. Just leave me alone." I stood up and walked away.

With the final strike, Yang Jiekai grabbed the youth’s wrist and pulled him forward, causing the boy to stumble and collapse headlong to the ground.

"Tch, what a useless piece of trash. Just end it once and for all," the vicious man muttered, shaking his head in disgust.

Wu Zheng watched the cards in Wang Sheng's hand, his heart wavering; he hesitated, not daring to reach out and draw a card.

"You? Maybe you shouldn't? The woods are full of mosquitoes and insects, and there’s likely danger too. I don’t want you to get hurt." Chu Nan spoke with hesitant concern.

People are like this; when squeezed to the extreme, they tend toward one of two extremes: either perishing together in flames or becoming utterly submissive.

The three of them—Ye Lin and his companions—now viewed her as a divine being. Seeing her so amiable and pleasant, they were naturally overjoyed, racking their brains from time to time to make Leng Meiying laugh.

"Waiting for you..." Lin Sha suddenly realized that what she said wasn't quite appropriate. She couldn't very well say, "Waiting for you, the last-place finisher, to come out and embarrass yourself."

Over the past few days, Gu Guanyu had noticed that Murong Xueyi’s voice was showing signs of recovery, which made him anxious. He kept trying to dissuade her from going to the United States for treatment, as he knew full well that going abroad wouldn't necessarily cure her, whereas the progress under Xiao Fei's care was already clearly visible.

I don’t know what got into Wang Hao today, but he lectured Xiao Fei at length, acting as if he were Xiao Fei’s older brother.

The only way to feel even slightly better was to lie perfectly still, avoiding even the slightest movement of his eyes.

But his senior sister had to go and seek a master to learn her craft; it was something she had to do, no matter how unwilling he was to let her go.

Although Yu Liusu appeared to be a carefree girl, she took great care of her new junior sister. She was only half a year older, yet she had always looked after her like an older sister.

His clothes were still dripping with river water. Gazing at the shallow stream, he couldn't help but feel melancholic, a sense of aimlessness washing over him.

Humans seem to have an affinity for using monumental architecture to leave a record, perhaps finding a sense of ritual in it.

Yun Qi frowned slightly. As his own sharp sword qi—meager as it was—flowed from his palm into Yun Lin’s body, it simply lost connection, as if a clay ox had entered the sea, vanishing without a trace or even a ripple. This... was highly abnormal.

He Qi was completely bewildered. After searching his memory, he could only conclude that this person must be the Mr. Zhang, the translator mentioned earlier. Maintaining proper etiquette, he bowed respectfully.

However, he failed to notice that not far away, a young male teacher glanced at the doorway and then at Zhao Chunhua, a flash of intense heat crossing his eyes.

Chaoge frowned, remaining silent. Even when Chaofeixia glared at him a few times, he remained unmoved.

But... "Yoshida-san!" Liuxing, the immortal who instinctively sensed the danger, shouted, cutting her off.

A flicker of tenderness crossed Nangong Mengting's eyes. Whenever she thought of Ning Yue, the corners of her mouth would lift involuntarily, as if he were the only one capable of offering her a glimmer of warmth.

Wu Jing was stunned. This thing wasn't worth much? Why didn't you say so earlier? You made me get excited for nothing.

At a speed just shy of the speed of light—essentially light speed itself—a sensation was transmitted to him. He did not stop, maintaining his velocity. Thus he continued, until one day, he finally came to a halt. A spaceship appeared before him. Zhang Ye used the darkness to conceal his figure.