Volume 1, Chapter 33: Then Go Ahead and Call the Police

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A pair of eyes glanced hurriedly at Lu Sheng and the others through the crack, then the door was promptly shut tight.

Chen Lan wanted to curse, but remembering the man before him was the biological grandfather of his real father in this world, he managed to hold back.

A chill ran down my spine instantly. Zhou Xingcai was truly no ordinary figure. It made sense—having reached such a status and position, he no longer cared about the cost of a couple more lives.

With the wedding looming, Jiang Qinglian’s sudden change of the betrothal gift caught Jiang Baochuan off guard and foiled Jiang Qingyu’s plans.

Yet, unknowingly, the close contact caused him to start coughing in the night.

Young people often fail to see reality clearly; a beating will sober them up, and with some guidance, they’ll become qualified commodities.

Ye Beike didn’t notice the subtle expression flicker across Fu Boting’s face as he handed him a slice of cured meat.

I was pondering what exactly should be done. To be honest, this matter was truly different.

Shiyi was so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open, ready to go back for a nap, when he heard a childish voice nearby.

“A basketball court?” Sure enough, that was it. But I hadn’t expected the venue to include a basketball court. Usually, such places were upscale nightclubs, weren’t they? Yet for us students, who hadn’t made a name for ourselves, what right did we have to enter nightclubs? That would surely earn us a beating.

“To die alongside Brother Lin, how wonderful!” Wang Jiujjiu stared dreamily at Lin Tanyan, continuing gently.

Jim had wanted to feed himself, but one of his arms was tightly bound with gauze and bandages by He Niannian.

If it were before, he probably wouldn’t have given up, vowing not to return home without winning He Niannian’s heart.

It turned out they didn’t compete not only because of Wen Jiaren’s blood ties with them but more importantly because they couldn’t inherit anything; even if they did, it would be useless to them.

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Mo Lichuan suddenly felt a huge weight pressing on his heart. He patted Quan Shaochen gently, unsure what to say.

At that moment, all eyes were on Mu Qian. Young, tall, handsome, and commanding, he radiated the aura of a born king. His arrival instantly overshadowed Ye Shengming and Song Donghai; it seemed as if he alone stood atop the battle stage.

Ding Chentai, witnessing the sudden turn of events, only now came to her senses. She was pregnant—carrying Xiao Heng’s child.

Since it was a rendezvous, it wouldn’t be a solo fight. Thus, Mouse no longer dared to claim the confidence he once had. After all, we all knew Du Junkai had many men. To win, one not only had to fight but also have many brothers.

Si Luhen advanced step by step, unhurried. He merely wished to reveal some hidden truths to Liu Nian.

“Form ranks!” With hands behind her back, Hua Qiuyue’s cold voice rang out. Instantly, all the Blood Wolf Army atop the mountain began moving.

“Boom!” The ground shook violently, and the restless horses were immediately subdued by Daxifengshan’s attendants.

Anwen stared at the man before her, shocked to find it a coincidence that Jack was also at Antony’s house.

Several children clapped and laughed joyfully, begging Zhao Yuan to restore the snowman’s eyes. Zhao Yuan finished the snowman and distributed the remaining beads to each child.

They all knew a fierce battle awaited upon entering the palace, so naturally, they excluded Hua Qiuyue, who lacked combat strength, from the plan. Yet her relentless insistence forced them to change their strategy and include her.

An Yue’s voice reached Irene’s ears. Irene turned around, glaring at An Yue, then stepped forward, clutching An Yue’s neck as if a slight movement would suffocate her.

Shang Ke opened his mouth in surprise but said nothing. Suddenly, a beautiful silver wolf leapt forward, biting the charred leg of the skeletal horse, knocking it down. The rider fell, and Shang Ke stabbed the helmet. Black smoke billowed out, and both horse and rider vanished.

Since that day, when Mike, trapped within the magic formation, urgently revealed that the eternal war was against demons, Gao Qian roughly guessed his origin.

Gao Qian silently finished his burger while Sherlock kept stealing glances at his expression.

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This world, like the lower realm where Chu Li resided, used spiritual energy from heaven and earth. Yet the aura here was even less concentrated than that in the Seven Star Realm. When asked, the monk explained this world was more tolerant of Buddhist cultivators but much stricter toward Taoist practitioners.

Han Yifeng raised his spatula to strike, but Pei Zongche dodged swiftly, making a funny face before heading to the restroom for a shower.

“The Supreme Deity may be unaware, but the Heavenly Emperor and Ghost Emperor are born of the same mother, sharing deep brotherly bonds. Visits between the heavens and underworld are common,” Dan Yu spoke cautiously. Fortunately, Ghost Emperor Yao’s expression softened noticeably, losing much of its icy chill.

Dong Yueqiu, appearing on Broken Army’s main street, did not visit any restaurants, taverns, jade shops, or teahouses. Instead, she squatted beside a swordsmith’s forge, holding shards of the Flash Strike.

Back at the Ghost General’s Mansion, Bei Gongling arrived at a secret realm known only to himself and Zhu Qiu. Zhu Qiu had already briefed him via communication scroll; he understood the urgency and gravity of the situation.

Princess Zhu Yangxian of the Xiao clan was drugged and taken out of the capital. Upon waking, she remained silent, gazing blankly toward the city.

After all, the mortal realm and underworld were destined to clash sooner or later. If they fell into human cultivators’ hands, how could things end well?

But what was their true aim? To recast and repair the divine artifact, or to target those who watched over the Holy Sun and Holy Moon?

Though he bore such a name, his immortal wife had abandoned him, which left a trace of melancholyI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.