He grew anxious.

Anxious not to be targeted by Xu Bo'an, whom he regarded as the "Grandmaster Becanila," he eagerly began to scold the old man who had offended the grandmaster, hoping to win Xu Bo'an's favor.

She had not bothered to dress up; her hair was tied up casually, she wore no makeup, and didn't even have colored contact lenses on. Yet, she looked as fresh as a lotus emerging from clear water, radiating a breathtaking beauty that made one fall in love at first sight.

Gu Jianqiu drew a bizarrely shaped homemade pistol from her crossbody bag, raised her hand, and fired at the Buddha skin, sending the cats in the alley scattering in all directions.

Inadvertently, I glanced once more at the ball of Xuanmo wrapped in black Qi. Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed from within it, though it vanished in the blink of an eye.

It is not that I am malicious for entertaining such thoughts, but as the saying goes, villains are met by their own match. Considering the heart-wrenching and repulsive things they had done, they deserved to pay the price.

Liu Liu tilted her head. "I am not so poor that I need other people's help." Her tone was slightly cold, but Lin Qiu knew she wasn't targeting him; she was just in a bad mood and unable to control her emotions.

The group had sneaked out secretly at night, and it was now morning. If they didn't return soon, the others would start to panic.

"There's no need for that, is there? Don't you still have things to take care of here?" Zhou Jiaoyang asked, pointing to the two mutant pigs in the corner of the courtyard.

Just as he landed as lightly as a feather, the sound of gongs and drums reached us from a distance.

Under the control of the Infinity Gauntlet, he did not need to be like those who used junk artifacts and technological weapons and could only passively receive the power of the stones, much like Ronan had before.

The Ascension Immortal Gate was one of the top ten immortal sects and Taoist factions. Their founder had once passed through the Gate of Ascension and ascended to another unknown world.

While Li Ye was communicating with the AI intelligence, he heard Young Master Huang roar in the channel, immediately followed by a barrage of frantic private messages from him.

Operating in this manner, every time Haotian slipped into one of the houses within the city, another Great Martial Master would quietly vanish, having been executed.

In Watson's impression, every opening of the Colossal Dragon Arena seemed fixed, resembling a cutscene in a video game.

Li Yi suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. It had been more than an hour; why hadn't Qian Lan brought people over yet? While he might be able to escape relying solely on his martial arts, fleeing now meant he would never be able to return. How could he reconcile himself to that?

That night, Fang Leng had a dream. In the dream, his younger sister committed suicide right in front of his hospital bed. Blood flowed across the floor, yet a smile still lingered at the corners of her lips.

Since the elves were previously willing to consume their spiritual energy to fight ordinary warriors, the ghost cultivators had maintained an attitude of indifference. After all, once your spiritual energy was depleted shortly, we could just finish you off. But now that the elves were shamelessly adopting a recovery-oriented style, the ghost cultivators naturally had to devise countermeasures.

Two soul entities were engaged in a desperate, ferocious combat, utilizing the most primitive, brutal, bloody, and unreserved methods.

Yet, isn't that just how life must be lived? Once you marry and have children, this story will become nothing more than a passing cloud, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.

Seeing her enthusiastic expression, he had no desire to dampen her spirits. Water dripping from the pavilion gradually soaked his lapels, but he paid it no attention, constantly pondering how to break the news to her.

Wang Lun saw a notice posted by Ren Yuan on the front gate announcing that he was declining visitors. Wang Lun knew that with that notice there, he couldn't enter and wouldn't be able to see Ren Yuan. Yet, he was unwilling to leave, pacing back and forth anxiously outside the courtyard gate, his emotions remaining turbulent and unsettled.

Out of forty fat pigs, thirty were sold. The free-range pork was exceptionally chewy and delicious, fetching a high price in Zhuyang County town. A few fat pigs and green vegetables were even specially reserved for the county yamen as New Year welfare, and Magistrate Yuan happily paid for them at market price.

"To defeat Li Quan, one must strike with a single, overwhelming momentum. We must completely disintegrate his army in a single battle, or at least destroy these five interlocking wooden stockades he has constructed. Only then will he retreat in the face of our superior forces!" Yang Chongyue said in a deep, resolute voice.

This had happened countless times already, and having grasped certain techniques, she began to experiment once more.

With his head nearly touching his chest, Wang Rong could not help but beam with joy. The anxiety in his heart was completely swept away, leaving only the pure joy of becoming a father.

Sensing the mood, Blue Phoenix immediately reined in her thoughts and waved her hand, signaling everyone to get ready and hurry through this stretch of the road.

Compared to the last time he was seen, Grandmaster Hammer's appearance had not changed much, yet he somehow seemed even more ordinary. If he were not standing entirely alone opposite the crowd at this moment, or if he were strolling down the Avenue of Glory during the Imperial Capital's New Year Festival, one would think he was no different from the ordinary citizens passing by him.

Hongxiu reported back to Old Ancestor Shen and the others; Old Ancestor Shen dismissed Hongxiu that very day, though Shen Miaoge accompanied her back.

"I just checked the prices, and they seem quite reasonable. You can go inside and take a look," Li Zhiyin said.

Their young mistress possessed a mind as clear as a mirror; she understood many things perfectly well in her heart, she simply didn't care much for speaking about them.

Gu Feihan and Ling Yicheng cleaned up the house in Lingzheng County from top to bottom, meticulously disinfecting the long-uninhabited home twice with alcohol, carrying out all the quilts to air them thoroughly in the sun, and scrubbing all the pots and pans.

"Fine, I'll take you there right now, but you must keep your promise and spare my life!" the Red Wind Fortress assassin immediately agreed, putting on a cowardly display of craven fear.

By the time it noticed, Dr. Zhao had already reached its side, grabbing it by the hair and slamming its head against the wall.

It was already the sixth day of the first lunar month, making time even more pressing. Despite the incident that had occurred, because Second Master confirmed that the Mountain Lord truly existed and had always watched over the people of the mountains, the enthusiasm within the stockade burned even brighter.