Volume 1, Chapter 36: Yan Luoluo Overplays Her Hand

Wang An never showed mercy to his enemies. With a surge of killing intent, he lunged toward his opponent and delivered a crushing blow with his arm.

With a dull thud, Brother Hua’s sturdy frame was sent flying into the air, crashing heavily onto the table behind him and shattering it to pieces. A couple drinking coffee nearby gasped as hot liquid splashed onto Brother Hua’s bare chest, causing the tattoos on his arms to wrinkle and contort from the scalding heat.

"That is strange," Deng Xiufen muttered to herself. She did not pursue the matter further and returned to practicing her telegraph-sending finger movements.

This meant: as an apprentice, don't get involved; if you want to play, wait until you have successfully achieved a special promotion.

The answer he gave Fester was no mere fabrication. He pondered these things in his spare time, and normally, no one could pry a single word out of him. He had no intention of trading this knowledge for anything, but since he found Fester increasingly agreeable, he simply chatted a bit.

I prepared to observe the surrounding terrain, wondering if people here, like those in Huaxia, buried their dead in sites chosen for their geomantic significance.

"Then let's get some sleep early tonight! Tomorrow, we'll head to the hospital together to wait for Ling Qi’s surgery!" Long Mengmeng said.

As she spoke, she set to work, her hands busy beneath the stone platform at the very button Hao Shen had discovered earlier. Moments later, a circular disc popped up on top of the platform. The administrator glanced back at Hao Shen once more before turning the stone disc.

"Yes, where we come from, this is an elder among elders!" Xi Luoye said with a look of complete sincerity.

The distant sound of a wooden fish drum echoed. A brilliant golden light erupted behind Mo Qing, and the phantom of a Vajra stabilized its form. At the final moment, under Mo Qing’s control, it held the Poro wooden fish and smashed it against the purple spiritual sword.

Just like that, with a flash of golden light, I was resurrected without suffering any loss! At the same time, I immediately activated the "Gods' Protection" skill of my divine artifact, the Necklace of the Gods' Protection, and a thin, transparent golden barrier instantly enveloped my entire body.

The two walked side by side for a few steps. Even though they were still holding hands, Mu Hanxia could feel that the atmosphere had changed. They were so close, yet filled with a silent estrangement. She suddenly felt a sense of distress.

Yu Tianqi ran for several miles, taking Chen Xue directly out of the Origin Realm. When they reached a desolate tea stall, Yu Tianqi walked inside, clearly showing signs of anger. Chen Xue had no objections; she simply maintained a serene smile and followed him in.

Lin Mochen’s balance was actually not bad, and he was skilled at observation and learning, so he did not fall too severely. But since one was a novice and the other was only half-proficient, they still tumbled a few times while holding hands after sliding for a short distance. Mu Hanxia was sore all over, and Lin Mochen did not fare much better.

Filled with doubt, Wang Feng turned his head to look at Yu Tianqi. He could not understand at all why this Heavenly Soul Bone-Restoring Pill could prove that Yu Tianqi’s words were true. To Wang Feng’s shock, however, by the time he turned back, Yu Tianqi had already arrived right in front of him. Only then did Wang Feng realize he had been deceived.

Extending both hands, Rachel solemnly accepted the crystal ball. After receiving praise from Li Yu, she finally broke into an excited smile; only then did she look like a child of fifteen or sixteen.

"What should we do now? Tianqi can hardly withstand this power!" Leng Yu roared at Tianyou, her heart filled with extreme anxiety.

"Yi, is it really you?" Although Adele had long known Li Yu’s real name, she was more accustomed to calling him by the nickname he once used. In her memory, there was only the Yi who had lost his memory, not the cold and heartless Li Yu.

The traffic police officer’s expression shifted, and his face changed again after he caught sight of the driver’s face.

After clearing the trash and debris from around the mother wild boar, Li Feng placed the feed and fresh, tender corn cobs he had conjured from his space into the trough. Only after waiting for the sow to finish eating did Li Feng step out of the pigpen.

They had calm voices, cold voices, intense voices, and even soft, aggrieved voices. From their conversation, some profound words could be vaguely heard.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yunyi’s gaze shot toward her. "Tacky?" Was she mocking his lack of taste?

In another ward of the hospital, after Xiang Qi finally managed to send his parents home, he waited for a long time, but Ah Shu did not return.

Chen Baichi turned her head to look at the two sides locked in a fierce struggle. It had to be said that the men under Ying Di were all experts; fighting ten at once was no problem for them. Right now, the two sides were nearly evenly matched, making it difficult to determine who would win.

Summers in the south are hot and stifling. An Zeyi was born with a naturally cool constitution and a low body temperature even in summer. His health was not particularly robust, and he was prone to catching cold whenever the air conditioning was turned on, so his home’s air conditioner was never used during the summer.

Chu Cangyan was very thoughtful. Every blade of grass and every tree here had been designed with care, making An Mi’er feel exceptionally comfortable.

Chen Baichi understood: this meant that if she fell ill or was injured, there was a chance she would transform; if she became seriously ill or suffered a severe injury, the probability of transformation was much higher.

Whenever Liang Shanbo heard such advice, he felt no shame; instead, he felt a sense of joy in his heart.

Seeing that Empress Chu showed no signs of concern regarding him bringing people home, Chu Xiang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He gave a rough overview of his thoughts and asked Xu Zhijing to check his pulse.

Besides, the Northwest is your territory. If you didn’t want others to know, how could any news possibly leak out?

In the dead of night, there were few pedestrians in the entire city of Nanjing. Aside from the pitter-patter of rain outside the door, there was basically no movement. To Ma Sanbao, there was not much worth lingering over in Nanjing.

Lin Shichuan raised his eyebrows, then gave a faint nod, wearing an expression that seemed to both believe and doubt the situation.

"Luoluo, let’s continue our cooperation." Nalan Jin blinked, looking at the Dongfang Yi standing nearby, and immediately understood.

Li Tianyi shook his head as he watched my back. He pulled out a detector and sat on the rooftop, observing it.

Shen Siyan was still immersed in the embarrassment of her misunderstanding, staring blankly as his starlit eyes shifted, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Seeing Yang Wei injured, a cold glint flashed in Mo Xie’s eyes. She raised the long sword in her hand and charged toward the Demon-Suppressing Arhat.

She relied on him and trusted him alone. Perhaps it was from that moment, or even earlier—before he himself had even noticed—that when he met her, his world, that cold, desolate, and boundless night, began to grow warm.