Chapter 131.

At worst, it would just be more intense training. With a devil like Ji Huaifeng as captain, what other training intensity could Zhao Yu possibly fear?

"Aren't you here to report back? Why have you stopped talking?" Seeing Guicai kneeling without a word, Second Madam Zhao felt her anger flare up even more.

The first sentence sounded casual, but when he added "It's me," the tone became instantly serious, as if he were speaking to a superior or someone of similar standing.

Her life had been ruined by Qiao Nan, yet no one sympathized with her or pitied her; instead, they all claimed she was only reaping what she had sown.

Ji Fengyan looked Qin Muyao up and down, eyeing his dislocated left arm, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

If the stage manager hadn't fought for them, their boxed lunches would likely have been downgraded, not even including a chicken leg.

After a long while, hearing no sound from Yin Shaojie, she realized the atmosphere in the classroom was strange. She looked up at his handsome face, and the cold, gloomy expression he wore startled her.

Since even Miao Liang had failed, any attempt Qiao Zijin made regarding Zhai Sheng was, of course, nothing but a delusional fantasy.

A sense of unease grew in the depths of Qin Muyao's heart. He looked at Ji Fengyan with some hesitation, but after a moment, he swallowed his unfinished words and slowly walked away.

Zhao Wu let out a massive yawn. She swept a blurry-eyed gaze around, then climbed up and reached out to touch the other person's forehead.

"Who is so bold? Didn't I say that even if the sky falls, I am not to be disturbed?" Hearing the sound of the alloy hatch opening, Professor Lu, anxious to continue his research, roared in exasperation.

Though Min Jia was tempted, she didn't know when she could carve out the time to go see a movie, given how she worked every single day.

This giant, who possessed the power of a demon god, had the personality of a child—perhaps because his massive body and head consumed so much energy that his brain had failed to develop fully.

Lin Ye understood the current situation clearly: they had become targets for the Underground City and even the World Government. At this point, they could only seek refuge in the Demon Realm.

Ji Shengnan turned to look at Kuwei, her eyes flashing with arrogance, yet Kuwei remained as unmoved as a stone.

These people were all former classmates who had once shared life and death, and now they all held high positions. At such a sensitive moment, only Liu Wei dared to organize them to bid farewell to the traitor, Qingshan.

This scene had long been in Ye Yunshang’s imagination; the corners of her mouth curled into a faint, mocking arc.

After eating his fill, Wang Xu received no word to go out for further training, so he simply returned to the dormitory and began doing push-ups with the Ghost Blade strapped to his back.

The main issue was Lin Hao's aura, which far surpassed his own, even though Dongfang Tiexin was at the ninth level of the Yin-Yang Realm.

It was unclear whether it was the flames released by the energy shells, the carnage of the battlefield, the violent fluctuations of spiritual power, or the terrifying pressure. In the distance, at the alien base, dense swarms of flying warriors and countless miniature saucers, their blue flames roaring, flew toward them at full speed.

"Sister-in-law, how did you get out of the room? Weren't you missing?" Mo Yixuan asked, his face swollen like a pig's head.

Things she discarded could be bestowed upon others, but as a servant, she must never harbor thoughts of climbing the social ladder.

Previously, Feng Hongge would not have dared to go down rashly, but now that Xia Aorui had suggested it, it meant there must be something good to be found.

Upon hearing her grandmother's words, the first figure to surface in Chu Anle's mind was Tao Yufan.

The sound was like heavenly music, like a pool of clear water, cleansing the soul and bringing a sense of comfort.

The man threw Shao Bin onto the grass beside the pond. He was so close to the water that one kick would send Shao Bin into the pond to become a feast for the horrifying leeches.

I moved into the Palace of Compassion and Tranquility, which I had once detested above all else. Nianyi cried and fussed, saying that the Princess’s quarters were too desolate for her alone, so she ended up living with me.

Jing Xuerou and the rest of the Jing family had been following behind Immortal Spirit Island, and they were the first to react when they heard Yue Yan's words.

Mu Xiaoluo could not hide it any longer, so she told Chu Qingkuang about her suspicions regarding Peng Wei's disappearance and her connection to Xiang Lan, as well as the discovery of Peng Wei’s corpse in the courtyard where Xiang Lan had stayed. Finally, she explained everything—how she saved him and how Miao Li dealt with Xiang Lan.

Su Jin stared at it gloomily for a few moments, then returned to her room to look for a charger; she had left in such a rush yesterday that she hadn't brought it with her.

With Zhang Junke taking the lead, the others stood up one after another to salute Yin Hongzhi. These bumpkins from Mizhou City had never seen a genuine Imperial Brother-in-Law before; their bows were truly sincere.

Controlled by two Tibetan guards, Tajina spat viciously, showing her disdain and anger.

Hong Jian stood guard by Ji Youfeng's side. At this moment, she truly realized that her heart was willing but her strength was lacking; she was completely unable to help.

Watching Luo Fengzi's near-frenetic posture, Di Yunxiao guessed that the quantity he had requested was likely too high, as the alchemy formulas were one of the foundations of the Alchemist Alliance.

Remaining in a curled-up position, Chu Yue pulled her hand away from her head, reminiscing about what had happened with Misaka Mikoto.

However, there were also crossbowmen among the black-clad assassins. Flying hidden arrows were cut down by blades and swords. After Yan Qian shot one of them down with an arrow, another crossbowman remained hidden in the forest, as dangerous as a bone-deep marrow infestation.

Venerable Old Man gasped; he finally recognized who this white-haired divine nun was. When he was an envoy to the Hundred Flowers Palace, he had sensed a surging aura in the Hundred Flowers Valley that was identical to this nun's.