Chapter 64

If he wished, a single punch would be enough to end Pang Yulin’s life; it was simply that the martial arts tournament had its rules, and he dared not commit murder so recklessly.

"Whose message is Madam Hua really passing along?" Hu Guiyang’s curiosity had been thoroughly piqued, and he spent every day guessing.

In his heart, this Shopkeeper Lin was akin to his second parent. Although the man might not necessarily acknowledge him as a son, that in no way hindered his desire to repay the kindness.

This gemstone was enormous and wondrous, further imbued with powerful magic that could be used to complete a large-scale magical ritual. Within the game’s storyline, the Ocasian cult used this gem as an energy source to construct a massive magical array, triggering a colossal storm that swept across the greater part of the South China Sea.

Chen Bo deliberately left them in suspense. After sending his reply, he immediately logged off OICQ. It was better to maintain a certain level of mystery; otherwise, how could he catch a big fish?

Li Yexin’s expression chilled rapidly. Feeling the cold aura emanating from the emperor, Wang Yangyu involuntarily shivered, not daring to utter a single word.

From the first glimmer of dawn, Kimiki Rinai had long lost count of how many times he had repeated the practice of the Baji Quan.

Some matters cannot be shouldered merely by saying, "I’ll take responsibility." Third Brother Hu Guijing was not well-liked; his relationship with the brothers was mediocre, and he had never had any deep friendships. Yet, after all, he bore the surname Hu, and with the middle character Gui, he was one of the forty sworn sons.

Though it might not amount to much given Liu Chang’s current profit levels, at least it provided a little extra pocket money.

Hearing this long-absent voice, Lu Yu fell into a momentary trance, because in her heart, the owner of this voice should not have appeared here at this moment.

The battle had begun! Ling Yong clenched his fists tightly, his eyes fixed straight ahead, while the few people behind him also gripped their guns firmly.

Good heavens—scoring ability comparable to Kobe, top-tier ball-handling skills, inhuman stamina, and elite leaping ability! No, he simply had to sign this guy. The Zen Master felt as though he were staring at a massive gold mine shimmering right before his eyes.

"What!" Hearing the fat man's words, both Ling Yong and Fu Long were startled, then cried out involuntarily. "You said she came downstairs last night? And never came back?" Ling Yong asked anxiously, his face full of tension.

Qian Duoduo wanted to retort, but a shadow flickered before his eyes, followed by a sharp "crack." A burning sensation flared across his right cheek as he was inexplicably struck across the face.

Shi Xuanxuan frowned and stopped the car. If they forced their way in, leaving aside the potential damage to the vehicle, the violent jolting alone would be more than enough for them to endure.

A beam of azure light descended from the heavens, out of which stepped Shi Hua and Wen Feng. Wen Feng held the set of golden spirit armor in his hands, silent, his brow appearing to have suddenly matured a great deal.

Among the returning group, aside from Zhou Tian, who was heading to the Dashushan underground base to organize documents, and Zhou Hao, who would later accompany Zhao Zhenzhong to the Northwest base, the others spent a few days in Nanyao before being led by Li Yunshan into the Yimeng base under the arrangements of Ma Renming and Liu Chengshan.

"Nanzi, you're back?" Xu Mo smiled, not needing to guess that it was Zheng Nan who had pushed the door open and entered. She shyly put on her dance dress—a purple costume fitted closely to her delicate body, making it a perfect and stunning fit that caused Zheng Nan to involuntarily swallow a mouthful of saliva.

At the table, I removed my veil to reveal my originally flawless face, picked up my chopsticks, and thoroughly enjoyed my dinner. Not to brag, but the taste was quite good—though, of course, still falling just a little short of my own culinary skills. After all, narcissism was no crime.

Furthermore, dwelling deep within the forests as they did, they rarely stepped out of them casually, let alone participated in wars. That was nothing short of an Arabian Nights fantasy.

"You!" As the demon king’s foremost general, it was the first time it had ever been called cute! In the demon realm, being called cute was equivalent to an insult.

He produced a storage bag and handed it to Qin Ming, wearing a smug expression with a rather ostentatious glint in his eyes.

And so Niu Ben played a trick. Taking advantage of the night while Han Anyi was asleep, he stole Ji Lan’s spirit tablet and placed it right inside her quilt.

No one raised any objections; everyone knew well that Lin Feng's failure was a foregone conclusion, leaving no room for argument.

"Who else is your older sister if not you? If you don't help your brother, are you going to help an outsider? Besides, you and Yan'er are best friends anyway." Blocked into silence by her brother's words, Tang Ji could only raise a finger and point it at him.

Zi Lingshan feigned astonishment, her open mouth wide enough to fit an egg, her eyes filled with shock.

This was the lifelong pain of her life. Because of her, her younger brother had been implicated and killed; those people had wanted her dead, and it was Yan Kaikai who had died in her place in that car crash.

Arriving in the room where the patient lay, an old man weathered by the storms of life rested on the hospital bed. His complexion was pale, and he looked as though he had very little time left.

The emperor stood right there without moving, and the servants below dared not stir either. Occasionally, a servant would raise his head to curiously look at who was actually failing to bow, and who dared to block the emperor's path.

If that fellow was the legendary Wizard King, it seemed he was nothing more than this. Of course, apart from that, Lin Tianyao appeared to have no other clues, having never truly laid eyes on the "Wizard King" despite staying in the royal capital for so long.

Her fingers curled with extreme effort, her body still unable to move, yet an unmistakable soreness permeated her entire limbs, making her realize that the experience earlier—more terrifying than any nightmare—had truly happened.

The young man who had just shouted was deliberately targeted by Gao Cheng, causing the majority of the sword Qi to converge around him.

So it was about money. Yan Xiaoxiao's expression stiffened; was this the legendary sugar-daddy arrangement?

Raising her head, Ruoxin’s blurred vision fixed upon Bai Rong. Her pale lips, carrying warm tears, pressed against his forehead, slowly sliding downward to kiss his resolute brows, his tightly closed eyes, and the bridge of his noble nose. Finally, she pressed her lips against Bai Rong’s thin ones, which had already lost all their warmth.