Volume 1, Chapter 11: No Need for You to Kill Me, I Will Die by Your Hand Sooner or Later

Qu Pan felt her body lighten as Chu Hanliang scooped her up in his arms. The man’s arms were firmer than they had been in the past. These were meant to be a fortress to protect her and their child, yet she had never imagined they would become a death warrant for them both. The sensation of his cold, lifeless little feet against her skin sent a jolt through Qu Pan’s nerves. Her eyes reddened, and she lashed out with a slap.

A crisp sound echoed, nearly dislocating Uncle Liu’s jaw. Having taken the blow squarely on the face, Chu Hanliang’s head snapped to the side. He pushed his tongue against his numb cheek, gave a roguish smirk, and jostled her in his arms, saying coldly, "It seems that besides breaking your legs, I’ll have to break your hands to make you behave." The young commander not only wanted to break...

Slaughtering someone who possessed the Heavenly Dao Token gave Feng Jinyan and his companions an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

"Good, good! Then we can each afford two yuan in military pay!" Runzhi said happily.

Hearing Lu Qingyue call his name, Chen Mo was startled. He turned around to see Lu Qingyue’s beautiful eyes fixed intently on the hand Zhao Linglong had wrapped around his arm.

"Cover me. We’ll use the black rope tactic." As I said this, I signaled for the gluttonous rat to return.

Two supreme Xiantian-level experts joining forces to fight a mere twenty-year-old youth—it was an unprecedented marvel.

Kurong was even willing to die rather than see the Heavenly Dragon Ancient Temple fall out of the ranking of the ten greatest powers.

"Brother Guiyi, why not leave an opening and let me take the championship for this 'Weapon Contest'? I really want to be a double champion! If it’s done, I will certainly reward you handsomely!" Qin Qihan seemed to sense that this battle would reach a stalemate, and lacking the confidence to defeat Lin Guiyi, he began to negotiate terms.

With the strength of the Xuan Sect, it would likely take them only minutes to wipe out any aristocratic family.

Every year at this time, within the Great Tang, martial artists flock to the Great Wall like carp crossing a river, and the fighting becomes exceptionally brutal.

Elder Xiong unconsciously took a step back. Although he was masked, I guessed his expression must be dreadful at that moment.

As time passed, the situation showed no improvement; instead, it became increasingly dire. Three days later, the Wang family could no longer bear it and abandoned their residence entirely.

After the beggar boy left, the group, led by Xia Jingyun, relocated their position, leaving only two guards behind to act as lookouts.

The man cursed, causing the newcomer’s face to darken, but he said nothing and walked straight inside.

However, the South Korean side, whether out of a need to save face or a genuine inability to find evidence of cheating, concluded that they had found nothing.

As for the Great Ming, the South Sea island nations were considered too poor, and the idea that they could repay their debts was never even entertained.

That same night, Yao Pingzhong led his troops to set up camp outside the city. For safety, they retreated twenty miles and settled near Mount Damang. Two hundred elite soldiers remained on guard, while Yao Pingzhong led the remaining three hundred to set up defenses outside the valley.

The cultivation technique he bestowed was a supreme secret art of the Cold Moon Palace from his previous life, accessible only to the Palace Master’s lineage, with unique insights into refining and utilizing yin energy.

In the Imperial Academy, several students gathered in a pavilion, excitedly discussing the rumor that had suddenly begun circulating throughout the capital city.

His explanation was somewhat veiled, but anyone could understand that his past actions were linked to the Luo family and Luo Zhengkun; Luo Qiran was likely just a pretext and a justification.

This movement caused Leng Yuefeng to ignore what was in her mouth; she swallowed it instinctively and gave chase.

In history, only the Human Emperor’s bloodline had ever defeated the Blood God Body of the Blood Refining Tribe, and even then, the Human Emperor’s bloodline had nearly been drained dry.

"By the way, one more thing. Lan Mingxin said you can appear in New York and China at the same time—is that true?" Youyou finally asked the question she had been wanting to know.

Those hundreds of thousands of Chaos Pearls were like a brilliant galaxy, scattered like chess pieces around the origin point.

Yan Feitian’s pupils constricted. He roared, gathering his power, and his blade, Getian, let out a humming sound. It was incomparably famished, and a terrifying murderous intent surged forth.

But those were thunder leaves made of lightning, each one glowing with a brilliant violet light, exquisitely crafted.

Yang Yiyun was greatly alarmed. Although he hadn't used the power of the Dao Seed for this strike, it was still a full-force blow, yet it had been blocked by a single punch from the stone statue.

But as he paused, the blood dripping from the Thunder Lion’s mouth and its shattered teeth were strikingly visible.

Leng Meiying gave an indifferent smile. Under the moonlight, it was as if a white lotus had just bloomed, breathtakingly beautiful.

Dugu Wutian and Chu Tiankuo had been watching the battle closely. Seeing Master Zhang ambushed, they were both furious and prepared to rush forward.

They looked at each other, seeing a trace of undisguisable panic in each other’s eyes.

So, when Xiaoming’s spirit ball blasted a hole in the barrier, Sazex decided on the spot to lead a third of the experts through the gap to support other worlds, especially the Underworld.

"True, these are merely legends and cannot be taken as fact," Shu Yao nodded repeatedly. In truth, as guardians, while they knew much that ordinary people did not, they also shattered the illusions others held. It was hard to say if this was a stroke of luck or a sorrow.

Huang Jun felt helpless. He looked at Shu Yao and the others, feeling it would be better to be honest, as mutual distrust was natural at this point. Since Zheng Hua was the person they were looking for, Huang Jun, having obtained Fang Li’s consent, told him the full story of the events.

Fortunately, Yoshioka Tetsuji was away during this time; otherwise, Furuya Keisuke knew that a single move like that from Daigo would have been enough to land him in confinement. That guy had been daydreaming during missions for a long time, nowhere to be found for half the day, and now he was being reckless again.

She fell into the dilemma of not knowing which outfit to choose. He Dongfeng’s opinion was always shirts and jeans, but she preferred dresses.

A moment later, a black shadow flew out of the woods and slowly approached me. I looked closely and, sure enough, it was Chongming.