Chapter 42

"It is not that I am heartless and want to die! It is this exalted crown prince who insists on driving me away from here, telling me to return to Fox Immortal Island..." Having failed to die, Jiang Yuhong shed tears like a broken string of beads, pattering down endlessly.

Ouyang Xiaoli had already felt nauseous just listening moments ago, holding on with all her might to keep from making a sound. Hearing Zhaofeng speak thus now, she could no longer restrain herself and began to vomit profusely by the tree.

As Wu Xiaoyao and his three companions stepped into the living room, they saw an elderly person well past sixty, sitting on a stool facing the window with their back to the door.

Li Chensha's gaze swept across the representatives of Earth's powerful factions, including the Titans, Angels, and Primordial Demons.

This was unquestionably a silent contest. The two police officers and I watched in silence. The two officers wore expressions as if they had something to say but held back, while I exchanged meaningful glances with them to buy time for Huzi.

While Wu Xiaoyao chatted idly with Liu Yingying, both Gaoshan Lingshuai and Dongfang Xiao arrived here with bandages wrapped around them.

When she finally snapped out of her daze, only to find several pairs of eyes in the household staring straight at her, a faint blush rose to her cheeks.

"Then why did you still make a move?" Maoli's anger subsided slightly as he released the werewolf's collar and said coldly.

Just now, he had perceived Yamcha's intense murderous intent toward him, which was far more than a simple challenge.

The commander of the battleship was a senior military talent cultivated by the ministry, possessing the strength of a Martial King. A single holy-grade energy crystal was enough to sustain his cultivation for a while, whereas a holy-grade laser cannon required one thousand holy-grade energy crystals per shot, causing him immense heartache.

The foolish and muddled expression that had previously lingered on him was swept away, replaced by a sharp and overbearing aura.

Operating under the Fourteenth Hall and the same-character alliance, Big Tooth Bang had to grant this face to Ning Ren; if it were anywhere else, Shrimp would probably have only one path left—to be driven out.

Xia Panqiu lowered her head, letting her shoulder-length, pretty short hair conceal her face, and spoke in a voice no louder than a mosquito's.

Though he did not know how Liu Chenxi had accomplished it, he must absolute not allow himself to be reduced to a mindless fool drained of his vitality.

On the contrary, many of the disciples of the Church of Interception nearby were gesturing and shaking their heads, either praising or growing excited as if they had perceived some profound mystery.

Wu You looked at Xia Panqiu, who was tightly gripping Chen Lusi's hand while still keeping her head lowered, and could not help sighing once more.

At the thought that he, a minister sworn to protect the Son of Heaven, was now expected to participate in a dragon-slaying plot, Bai Qi found it utterly absurd.

Gleiter's approach was not to prevent the Wa people from making mistakes, but rather to assume that they were guilty and that he simply had not found the evidence yet.

Jiang Mengbai pointed toward a white car parked at the very back of the parking lot without saying much more.

Chen Lusi drew Tai'a and tilted his head slightly, but instead of looking at her, he directly raised Tai'a and pointed it toward the top of his head.

She walked somewhat nervously to the chessboard, picked up the dice, took a deep breath, and gently tossed them down.

"Naturally, it is because my sister and I are not born of the same mother. Is this not a matter for regret? Is it not shocking?" Chu Hong could not help retorting.

Yinxing suddenly paused. Seeing Yinzhan looking at her with a half-smile, she realized that the other person must have figured something out and was merely trying to bluff her.

"I offer this gift specially chosen to congratulate you on your housewarming." Feng Zian's excuse had already been prepared long ago.

PS: Thanks to King Billy's Roar and Xiaochen Guixin for their tips. I was too exhausted last night and fell asleep on the chair while typing. Apologies, I will make up for it today.

One hand propped against the table, the other resting on his sword, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile with a playful glint in his eyes—he exuded the absolute demeanor of a villainous overlord.

This was a limited-edition Harley-Davidson motorcycle, which had been worth a small fortune before the apocalypse, with very few of its kind in the entire world.

Although their confidence had shattered, no one genuinely wanted to die, and seeing Hua Xie, they could not help asking questions.

Su Mo's body stiffened abruptly, and then he suddenly turned his head to meet Ningning's clean and bright eyes.

Ji Jie tightly twisted her handkerchief in her hands while forcing herself to maintain a smile on her face, though the smile appeared somewhat stiff.

It would not take too long. By Zhao Zihou and the others' estimation, as long as they could hold out for a single hour, realizing their path ahead was blocked and that breaking through was hopeless, these Horned Clan warriors would inevitably turn back to fight them to the death.

Just as Pyatov raised his hand, the ball flew over his head and into the net, leaving Pyatov without even catching a glimpse of its shadow.

The jet thrusters on the back of Zhou Yi's iron suit suddenly erupted with streams of blue particles. With both hands—grabbing Niu Li with one and Fang Min with the other—the powerful propulsion of the thrusters directly carried all three of them flying into the distance.

No matter how hard they were urged, Paris Saint-Germain was reluctant to let him go. In the end, the parties reached a preliminary agreement: a three-year contract with a buyout clause of 300 million euros.

Clearly, the werewolves who had returned earlier had already brought back the news. As Tang Ning and his group approached the village, the thin, dark old man they had encountered previously was already waiting in what appeared to be the largest house in the village, accompanied by the centaur leader.

"Take it down! This is part of your training!" Qinglong's voice suddenly resounded in Zhou Yi's mind.

He intended to try a different approach, cycling through every single tactic; he simply refused to believe that every single one of them would be useless.

After running these events through his mind, Qin Hu basically figured it out: this must be a trap.

At the same time, the supreme treasure, the Kongtong Seal, emitted a blazing golden light of merit, drawing upon the boundless merit within his body to transform into a robe of merit that shielded Zhou Xuan.

Han Nan himself possessed an inner world, but having now witnessed the world pioneered by Zhou Xuan, he instantly perceived the gulf of difference between the two.

Nan Wu was also well aware that his spatial fissure technique was still in the development stage and could not yet be deployed against enemies.

After the meeting concluded, Li Shimin invited Li Jing and Li Ji to discuss matters, purposely detaining Luo Tong and telling him to wait in the Imperial Garden.