Volume 1, Chapter 23: Female Ghost, Vengeful Spirit!

Anis seemed afraid to meet his gaze and hurriedly lowered her head, her eyes shifting toward her own feet. As if recalling something, a flush crept onto her cheeks, yet her posture gradually relaxed. When she finally looked up at him, her expression had turned peaceful.

The entire brothel was thrown into chaos. After reloading his magazine, Wang Ting stepped out of the establishment with composed movements to seek his next target.

By then, there was no longer a need to use disc-shaped aircraft to frighten them. In the harsh polar climate, various seemingly mysterious optical phenomena were enough to lead American pilots to make erroneous judgments.

Regarding mysterious sea regions like the Bermuda Triangle and the Devil's Sea, there were no well-founded explanations before Qin Ge transmigrated. Thus, Qin Ge could only map out these areas and instruct his fleet to avoid entering them in the future.

The Cheetah hesitated for a moment before asking. He was currently tasked with protecting someone and could not step away; he would have to wait until he had time to seek treatment.

Her heart felt heavy at this moment. Even though she had once known despair herself, the passage of time and a life of comfort had caused her to forget that past helplessness. Seeing the despair of others now, she felt as if it were her own.

Drug addicts are not all foolish, low-IQ, or easily deceived individuals. On the contrary, most are highly imaginative, curious, proactive, sensitive, and afraid of loneliness.

"I said Point E is the key! Wasting manpower on these Soviet artillery positions is meaningless!" the Big-Headed Captain shouted forcefully.

"But if it weren't for your deep thrust behind enemy lines, Vermilion Bird, Barclay's Sixth Army would not have been caught by the tail. Who knows how long this battle would have dragged on," the Sixth Knight, Anya, consoled with a calm expression.

Just as I prepared to walk inside, the two soldiers guarding the gate stopped me. Fortunately, one of them seemed to recognize me and merely asked me simply what I was there for.

In fact, Buck’s height of over two meters was not much of a burden to me; I could lift him with a single finger. Therefore, I always maintained a distance of about twenty meters from the Kui-ba tribesmen behind us.

In my dream, I was deeply drawn to that great red door, so I found myself walking toward it uncontrollably.

The New Year had passed, Spring Grass had given birth, and Xi'er was set to follow Yue Wuchang to the Qinyue Palace. After packing her luggage and bidding farewell to everyone with lingering reluctance, Xi'er boarded the carriage to leave Peach Blossom Spring.

"Aunt Zhu, I think we should move this table outside first. Otherwise, there will be no room for the quilts and other things. If the items from outside end up coming in later, it will be even harder to move them out because there won't be a path," Tian Tian suggested.

Spring Grass and the others searched around the Qing Lake with Yue Yue again, scouring every corner, but they found no one. They returned home in disappointment. Before long, Uncle Fang also returned with reddened eyes. They were all at a loss, not knowing where to search for Daya.

The others shared a similar mentality, fearing they might be bitten back, so they glared indignantly at Ning Xinmo, though they were forced to loosen their grip.

Su Nan was greatly astonished, not expecting her to be so sharp as to guess it instantly. With no choice, he had to nod stiffly and stare at her to see how she would react.

"Senior Brother, let Junior Sister Yan go. We can part ways at Wuhu, and then wait for each other along the way. Perhaps we can catch up with Young Master Wang and Junior Sister Yan before reaching Rizhao." Zhuang Zhaoxue actually wanted more time to spend alone with Liu Zhaohui.

Seeing his wife’s condition improve day by day, Mo Jianguo was in exceptionally high spirits. He was already preparing for retirement, planning to spend his remaining time accompanying Li Xiumei.

His figure surged, and with lightning speed, he arrived before Jiang Baihe in an instant, striking out with his palm.

Passing through the courtyard at the mansion’s gate, the three of them arrived at a hall used for guests to wait.

"Very well, it is getting late, and I can see you are not quite used to staying here. It might be better to leave early and return to help out at the Chu family estate," the Dragon Lord said indifferently.

She even suspected that Zhao Ling might already know what she had been doing when she went out.

"In other words, we are now forced to purely compare our physical strength?" Su Feng sneered.

Moreover, this row of rooms had tall doors and windows, but they were not covered in white paper; instead, they were made of an unknown transparent material, making the interior very bright.

Xia Ji, the top star heavily promoted by Frog Network, had over thirty million followers on Trembling Sound and had always been the company's pillar of traffic.

Brother Wu did not know what to say for a moment. Beyond the guilt he felt toward his current chairman—and future father-in-law—he had no other emotions.

Because neither Huo Jing nor Lu Weimang and the others could remain in Qionglai for too long, having someone with prestige to lead the horse caravan was the best possible outcome.

The two of them scanned their surroundings vigilantly, but the light was too dim to see any distance at all.

"It's fine, they are doing well now; I expect they have already returned!" He took Yin'er into his arms.

This promise delighted the young women with creative minds. They were at the age of loving beauty and were willing to put effort into their appearance.

Upon hearing this, Ling Shu wished she could slap herself. Why bring up such a sore subject? How could she be so dense?

Unable to create art during the height of summer, Sheng Xia did not remain idle. She often left the camp to venture into the mountains and forests to hunt game, planning to make plenty of jerky during this time to send to He Jianjun through someone.

In the sunset, her lean and bold silhouette, together with the large, sun-warmed rock, formed a peculiar shadow that was stretched long and thin.

The First Elder heard the Third Elder’s reasoning and, finding it logical, gave his silent consent.

No one likes to be stared at in such a way. Dongfang Wan’er had already turned her gaze away, her face showing displeasure.

Miyazawa had gone to fetch medicine for Chen Peixue. He had just delivered it to her room, where Gong Shichuan was keeping her company.

Come on, with less than 100 health points left, how is he supposed to fight? If the Nightmare uses Flash at this moment, he will be forced to burn his own Flash skill as well.

However, as Huang Yueying and Meng Xin Xianyin were chasing Ma Dai and Liu Bei, they were controlled by the two men's skills. Guan Yu flanked from behind, activated his ultimate, and claimed the kills on the two half-health enemies.

"What is going on?" Elder Han stared in astonishment, watching Shen Yaxi in mid-air. A sudden, chilling shock rose in his heart. Beneath the blazing sun, how could such a feeling arise? What was happening?