Volume 1, Chapter 56: Su Chen Becomes the Boss!
Fine beads of sweat had already appeared on Lu Tianyi's forehead. He had not used the Blood Heart Arrow for at least nine years. This single arrow had severely depleted his vital essence, and unwilling to speak further, he remained resolute and decisive in his killing intent.
Seeing that they could not manage to start a conflict, Fang Tianxing secretly unleashed the Sword of Illness, the Sword of Misfortune, and the Sword of Murderous Intent.
At the sight of this, Shi Tou did not know what to do either. Sensing that something was amiss, Shu Man pulled Shi Tou aside to question him, but Shi Tou stubbornly refused to say anything, telling her to go and ask Chu Kuanyuan herself if she was so impatient to know.
"Afraid? Of course I'm afraid. I am not the God of Misfortune who brings bad luck to everyone I meet, so how could I not be afraid!" Gu Feng made no attempt to conceal it, answering very straightforwardly without feeling any shame in his own fear.
As for gifts, he really hadn't spared any expense. Just like the last time he came on credit, he couldn't find any rare treasures; whatever he could buy, others could buy as well. So rather than stressing over it, he just bought whatever caught his eye, keeping the two children of the Dong family in mind as the priority.
The disciples behind Gu Yuechang had initially worn expressions of contempt, but as soon as Fang Tianxing finished speaking, their faces instantly fell in dejection.
The magic crystal cannons mounted on the city walls began to fire. The blast radius of more than ten meters in diameter started to inflict heavy casualties upon the cavalry phalanx. Meanwhile, the Shur Legion guarding the imperial city commenced their bombardment from atop the towering walls, while civilians and defense forces of the Shur Empire swarming in from all directions completely surrounded the Holy Knights.
"President Fang, why are you heading to Gulu Lake right now? The construction crew hasn't even arrived yet," Zhuang Zheng asked in utter confusion.
After Artoria and Irisviel approached the vicinity of the harbor, the nameless, bellicose Heroic Spirit, though not yet formally showing himself, had already transmitted his voice into the ears of both.
Holding the chilling corpse in her arms, White Snow looked out at the vast expanse of heaven and earth, weeping in bitter desolation.
Holding his cell phone, Ahn Seung-woo replied one by one to the text messages cheering him on, beaming with joy one moment and frowning in deep thought the next.
"That's why you will never find a way to solve the problem; that is the crucial point. Even if it were me, I wouldn't be able to forgive you, and a good man like me wouldn't either." Henry tried to make Hee-jin explain to Hyun-joo that she left three years ago because of her stomach cancer, but Hee-jin resolutely chose to keep it a secret.
Last time, through the auction of three pearls—the Desert Star, the Soul of the Sky, and the Spirit of the Ocean—along with some jade, a total of 150 billion was earned. Afterward, Su Muyun directly tossed a gold card to Yan Yi, leaving the latter completely unaware of the amount stored inside.
Third: There would be cigars, there would be instant noodles, and above all, there would be toilet tissue. The lingering stench mixed with the smell of cigarette smoke in the guest room refused to dissipate. Zeng Guang's wife had already complained about it many times, and it seemed he too had been meticulously tutored by his younger brother, making him well aware of what that fishy odor signified.
One of the buddies directly rolled in a large wooden barrel filled entirely with beer, watching as case after case was hauled inside. Another guy holding a treasured bottle of aged red wine took one look at this setup and hurriedly sneaked off to store it with Dwayne.
"Other people's watches keep ticking, but your watch has stopped." In the scene, Ahn Seung-woo portrayed Henry vividly and thoroughly—gentle in demeanor, full of sunshine, and possessing an aristocratic air, yet showing a trace of disappointment, a touch of regret, and above all, a tenderness that could melt water when facing Liu Hee-jin's gaze.
"By the way, I hope today's duel will not be spread outside." Ye Chunhua's words drifted quietly through the air.
Rou Shuang possessed no such thing as spiritual power; her self-awareness came into existence merely because of the continuous enhancement of Liu Kehong's strength, eventually evolving through steady progression. Therefore, what she needed to do now was to avoid this kind of situation, draw upon her own experiences, and then utilize precision instruments to conduct continuous experiments.
This aide-de-camp's train of thought was nothing short of audacious; the implication of his words was clearly to suspect whether these coincidences had anything to do with Liu Kehong.
"You've arrived, Mr. Zeng. Please come over and take a seat, let's have a cup of afternoon tea before discussing work. Would you like milk added?" Before Xingyang could even sit down, Mrs. Terence had already poured him a cup of English black tea and inquired if he needed any other condiments mixed in.
At this thought, Lin Xingchen chuckled softly and reached out a hand, between whose fingers a faint golden light flashed indistinctly.
Nankong Rui had not expected Mo Fengdi to make such a radical vow, which couldn't help but arouse his curiosity as to just how immense the benefits brought by those saintly blood essences and blood crystals were, that they were willing to pay such a heavy price.
He Xi hastily hushed and listened attentively; he too wanted to get the answer right for once, driven by a subconscious competitive spirit that compelled him to take things seriously.
"Enchantment?" Xia Zheng raised an eyebrow. It seemed that the cultivation technique practiced by this Demon Son possessed an extraordinary and unusual charm toward the opposite sex.
Wang Quan, standing nearby, also chimed in, "Lord Chen, this Hubing is indeed exceptionally delicious; you really must give it a try!" With that, casting aside any pretense of elegance, he picked up a Hubing and began eating with complete disregard for his image.
However, the Seaweed Monster King was clearly already lost in his own illusions. He had even slipped into a bizarre state of self-infatuation from which he could not extricate himself.
However, Xu Fan's next sentence directly caused Luo Yan's heart to sink to the absolute bottom.
Chen Fei never imagined that a scene which had appeared in his dreams countless times would manifest in this place, and in such a manner. Disregarding Li Shimin's strange tone, he suddenly dropped to his knees before Li Shimin.
"Master, what kind of joke are you playing? With her icy-cold demeanor, I'd rather hug a block of ice than harbor any improper thoughts toward her." Nankong Rui was speaking the truth this time; he genuinely had no romantic notions concerning Mo Bingxuan.
Chu Yang's mouth twitched uncontrollably, thinking to himself: I've seen plenty of people die of illness, but who the hell has ever seen someone die of *that* kind of illness?
Yet deep down inside, she did not agree with such an emotional attitude. At the very least, you should act like a man; at the very least, you ought to speak your mind instead of sitting alone smoking cigarettes.
"It's not a family, it's a clan... Anyway, you should focus on your cultivation for now and avoid knowing about these things. If one day you too become a powerhouse, you will naturally come to know." Xuansuang had no intention of telling Luo Yu, so she spoke indifferently.
It was just a pity that the sales performance of the few singles released this year to test the waters was far from ideal. They weren't terrible, maintaining the sales volume typical of a second-tier singer, but they remained as out of reach of a first-tier singer as ever.
"What flower is about to bloom?" Song Weili listened as Song Zicheng kept repeating this phrase without making any sense, unable to extract any answers from him.
Fan Tieren was respecting He Jiaxiang's opinion because He Jiaxiang had already made it clear: this office was still useful for now, and once the year-end inspection and acceptance were completed, it could be disposed of however they pleased.
Huang Lei had no inkling of what the police chief meant by his words, and looked somewhat perplexedly at the two detectives standing behind him. Yet he discovered that his two subordinates didn't even dare to raise their heads, making it completely impossible to get any hints from them.