Volume 1, Chapter 37: From Now On, I Am Young Lady Qu's Resident Son-in-Law

Someone took the lead in pinning Fu Anfei and Fu Ersheng to the ground to beat them, and the crowd followed suit, kicking and punching before scattering in a swarm once the deed was done.

Since the law does not punish the masses, Chu Hanliang naturally turned a blind eye. Once everyone had fled, he snuck a kiss from Qu Pan.

"Wait for me to return this evening, and the three of us will have dinner together."

Qu Pan did not respond.

She could still sit down and have a proper meal with Chu Hanliang for now, but once Fu Lingyu’s crimes were fully substantiated, she and the Chu family would be enemies. Therefore, neither refusing, nor initiating, nor taking responsibility was the best stance she could adopt.

Chu Hanliang did not mind Qu Pan’s silence; he walked straight out the main gate, got into his car, and left.

Qu Pan waved her hand, and Uncle Sun dragged someone out from the side and tossed him toward the cowering...

Lan Zi ignored him, so he grabbed Lan Zi by the collar and hauled him to his feet. Lan Zi continued to cradle his water cup, only glancing at the man at that moment.

Later, the Emperor of Tianwu underwent a drastic change in temperament. He released the eighth prince and restored the title of Consort Shu, which led her to a hypothesis: that person must have been intercepted by Noble Consort Yuan, who then used the gu-poison arts that the man had learned from his father since childhood to control the Emperor, leading to the current situation.

After taking over the majority of the affairs of the Poison Shadow Sect for a period of time, Chu Fang began to exude the aura of someone in a position of authority, rather than just the ruthlessness she had possessed before.

This time, she no longer wanted to stay here; she wrapped herself in a quilt and ran toward the streetlights.

The Marshal said coldly, "We will return." He spoke these words on the altar of the alliance, meant for the gods to hear.

In Haicheng, Liu Shuangshuang pushed a shopping cart out of the supermarket. Silly Dazhu followed by her side with his arms crossed, making no move to help even as Liu Shuangshuang lifted various heavy items, not even offering to open the car door.

Less than twenty minutes later, a BMW drove up from a distance. Lan Mei gripped her curved blade nervously, her breathing slightly quickened.

Over the years, the first time people had come into clear contact with these things was during the great war ten years ago, when Lan Mo forcibly suppressed the emergence of the Seventh Seal. Those who witnessed it passed the news back to their respective organizations, and only then did people generally begin to take notice of such things.

The sun set. Because his journey had been delayed by unexpected complications in the State of Chu, Zhao Wu was still far from the first night's campsite. In the twilight, he was forced to order his soldiers to light torches and travel through the night.

"It is only right, it is only right," Bo Le said with a wave of his hand, speaking casually: "The birth of any new technology should be accompanied by hundreds of years of refinement and innovation. To be able to think of changing old techniques already shows an active mind, and to be aware that the new technology is imperfect makes it even more remarkable."

Since a single Ant Demon Beast is usually protected by thousands of common ant beasts, most mercenary groups are afraid of the trouble and unwilling to provoke them.

His voice was naturally booming, and as he roared, it truly seemed to change the color of the heavens and earth, like a wild thunderclap, his shouts and curses echoing endlessly, shaking the void with a rumble.

Fang Jing held a mace in each hand, standing like a pagoda. With every swing, he unleashed two waves of air; the underworld soldiers wailed, yet they continued to charge forward one after another.

This is the true meaning of "all things have feelings." For so many years—whether in glory or on the battlefield, in life or in death—looking back now, he realized how shallow he had been. He had never truly understood that all things possess feelings.

As the blood entered the Scale of Descent, it raced along a thin thread toward the jade slip in the center. The moment it touched the jade slip, a dragon's roar that shook the world echoed through the Star Soul Tomb. The two looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

Given the nature of the items in the Ten Impossible Missions, it was unlikely the other party would choose to exchange them for game currency.

The doctor nodded hurriedly, saying, "Rest assured, Deputy Mayor, we will do our best." With that, he rushed into the operating room.

The man ignored him, let out a cold snort, and walked straight to the shrine. He muttered incantations, performed a ritual with a talisman, and pressed it onto the shrine using a hand seal.

In the Chenxiang Palace of the Eastern Palace, Crown Princess Zhang was greatly astonished when she heard that an urgent messenger had arrived from the palace, requesting that Song Zichu enter to face the Emperor.

So much time had passed, yet Li Yiming had felt no passage of time, nor did he imagine that a single moment of enlightenment would take so long.

Zhang Chaojing was in high spirits and said, "Alright, I am going to send you away." As he spoke, Zhang Chaojing waved his hand at Li Yiming, and ripples of space appeared behind Li Yiming, drawing him inside.

Upon entering the world of the Heaven-Suppressing Cauldron, the Sword Sect master looked at the world within the cauldron in astonishment. Although Li Yiming had seen it before, he was still shocked.

The ancestral home of the Primordial Flame Dragon clan is located at the southernmost tip of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain on the west side of Nine Flame Island, adjacent to the Divine Casting Domain of the Divine Casting Temple. Traveling from the Chaotic Domain to the Primordial Flame Dragon clan through the spatial channel takes quite some time, and Mu Ling and the others could only pass the time by cultivating while inside the channel.

The reason Ding Hao was able to win was his possession of Earth Fire. The thorn monster, known as the Blood-Sucking Thorn, feeds on blood; aside from pure Yang artifacts and treasures, the only way to deal with it is through lightning cultivation or fire cultivation with a source of fire. The unfortunate Blood-Sucking Thorn had happened to encounter a fire cultivator at the Xiantian realm who possessed an Earth Fire source.

"How would I know?" Because I had been running a fever, I hadn't asked about Li Laojiu's affairs.

Tang Yufei and Tian Diewu exchanged glances and immediately went outside together. The screams came from outside the courtyard; it was the voice of Yun Luozhu. Lu Yi and Yun Luozhu were playing outside.

The waterfall of fire descending from the sky surged downward, crashing onto the millions of steel needles.

As soon as those young disciples of the noble families saw Ling Luo, expressions of terror immediately appeared on their faces.

Lei Bai was already under Xu Tian's control, his mind filled with only one intention: to kill the man before him. Lei Bai knew this was his senior brother, but he could never betray Xu Tian. There was no murderous intent in his eyes, yet he was truly and relentlessly striking down his own senior brother with all his might.

"Insolent." The man blocking the door, named Zhai Yuan, was a veteran of the Imperial Martial Arts Academy who had been responsible for the young marshal's safety for the past few months. Seeing Bi Tao, who looked like a monster, he let out a loud shout.

Inside the two-story inn, the four found a room on the second floor and sat around a table. No sooner had they sat down than they began to ask questions impatiently.

Afterward, he hurried off on his horse, but in his agitation, Jiang Yin failed to notice the ferocious expression on the face of the man who had left; otherwise, he would have killed him on the spot, no matter the cost.