Chapter 58

Rapidly weighing all possible scenarios in his mind, Yang Chong had already passed judgment on the fellow before him.

"A bunch of bad guys! These fellows pester Senior Sister Mingxin every day until she doesn't even dare to step outside!" Seeing them speeding closer, Tang Yu immediately complained to Ye Feng.

Cheng Feng, who had just eagerly taken a bite of noodles, hadn't even had time to savor the delicious taste when he was choked in the throat by a sudden roar, turning his face bright red from holding his breath.

"Vitality!" Yang Yurou's previously dim and lifeless eyes instantly lit up with brilliance. Then, looking at the bottle containing the spiritual liquid on the auction stage, she also began to fill with anticipation.

Whether she was truly exhausted or Qi Yao's words served as a rude awakening, A-Jiu finally stopped, her tears no longer able to be held back, falling like a breached dam, completely out of control.

Staring down the empty and dark corridor, Bai Yi abruptly halted her steps, feeling only a sense of irritation rising in her heart.

"Our Immortal Manifestation Sect has finally been recognized by the current imperial court, and even Lian Sheng contributed to this. Why not borrow the Red Martial Sect's fortune to expand our sect? Would it really be worth making an enemy of the court over this ghost ring?" said Fourth Master Liu.

Zejin had more doubts than anyone else. What exactly did these continuously unfolding scenes represent? Zejin did not know, and no one was there to tell her.

"Meow, you don't even know a cat's nature. Fish is the most delicious thing in the world," Chai continued with a-drunken intoxication.

Even if blood is wiped away and washed clean, the hemoglobin within it still remains. Spraying Luminol reagent onto the hemoglobin causes an oxidation reaction with active oxygen, emitting a blue-purple fluorescence.

The background was a night highway, pitch black all around, with trees visible on both sides. It should be a secondary inter-county road, and the silver coating of the license plate was reflecting light, suggesting it had been captured by an infrared traffic camera at night.

It seemed she still did not realize the consequences of Mingyue Pavilion venturing into the shipping business on its own. She had previously worried about what to do if Ming Ruohua made contact with high-level figures, but now it seemed completely needless to worry.

Zasoz only had time to hear the whistling sound of a bullet tearing through the air, and then his knees and arms—five places in all—were struck by bullets one after another. The excruciating pain almost cost old Zasoz his life, and he hurriedly gulped down a bottle of [Iron Potion] to reduce the pain to its barest minimum.

Su Qiaonuan slumped to the ground, her hands raised defensively around her head, looking utterly terrified of Su Qinghan.

In Ning Feng's eyes, the current Demon Court was completely unworthy of fear and could even be replaced at any moment.

"Your Highness the Prince of War flatters me too much. Tie Ling is merely a wanderer, and it is Tie Ling's great fortune that Your Highness does not disdain me!" Afterwards, Tie Ling looked at Feng Yihan and spoke thus.

It was simply out of consideration that they were all members of the Ming family that she had to show some restraint, which left her feeling stifled and thoroughly unwilling to bring them up on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Just in time, Yang Yuan walked in carrying takeout, the aroma of the food scattering the anger from having her call hung up. Su Molian sniffed and couldn't help but sigh.

Staring at me in astonishment, Alice gently took the necklace, looked at the amber pendant in confusion, and just as she wanted to ask something, Aifalio's urging voice rang out.

The advertising photos on the top floor and the lettering on the signboard of the Xianni'er Fashion Mall were both fitted with neon lights.

Wang Yilong's hands were trembling, and his legs were trembling too. He shakily stepped away from the wall, using both hands as he walked to touch the bitten areas on both cheeks—almost identical rows of tooth marks.

"Father came to City A today and is organizing a dinner with your aunt. Today is the weekend; both you and your aunt should be free, right?" It was Murong. Her cautious tone was not hard to discern over the phone.

"What should we do first?" As night fell, the three generals gathered together to study the operation plan.

"Indeed." Wu Xiangshi also revealed a faint smile. He remembered being quite surprised when he saw Ye Tianyu return to the squad that day, but upon second thought, he grew relieved. General Xiao had always been such a person, never doing things according to conventional rules.

Stumbling back a few steps, though she didn't fall, her posture was certainly disheveled. Looking up angrily, she saw only a middle-aged man wearing hard leather armor, robust and sturdy, carrying a large leather bag, looking at me in utter astonishment.

"An ancient legendary story?" Hong Zhong had initially thought the old city lord was about to claim once more that he was his biological son, but instead the other party wanted to tell a story.

Later on, Tang Pianpan rarely mentioned Liang Yanyang to Su Xi, so Su Xi's ultimate impression of Liang Yanyang remained that encounter when he tracked down Tang Pianpan in City G.

Between the two figures moving at extreme speeds, arrows were constantly shot out to disrupt Che Kuang's attack, forcing him to divide his attention to parry them and leaving him unable to catch up with his opponent.

Xue Yuan answered simply. At this moment, she was truly starving, cold, hungry, and exhausted. Searching for someone in the cold, freezing rain was genuinely an exhausting endeavor.

Yet Qing Shan sat inside a temporarily erected wonton stall. Although there was no shelter from the wind here, fortunately there was charcoal fire, and a bowl of wontons instantly filled his entire body with warmth.

Upon seeing Zhou Qi, many people were deeply excited, especially Brother Quan, Liao Guoyan, Sister Lian, and Sister Xiang.

When Zhou Qi met Xie's father and his family, he said, "Father, the one million yuan as a tribute of filial piety has already been transferred to your account. Therefore, please bless Xie Lan and me." Zhou Qi obediently knelt down and kowtowed three loud times to Father Xie.

Song Qingyou casually handed over a stewed goose leg, and seeing that Xiao Qishu didn't move, she couldn't help feeling a bit puzzled.

Thinking of the "Roxallt family" behind her identity, Lu Xi felt the latter possibility was far more likely.

The other members of the Xiao family had already occupied that dilapidated side room. Too lazy to waste time and figuring it was only for a single night anyway, she simply decided that staying anywhere would do.