Volume One, Chapter 43: Pinned Her Against the Bathtub
“Do you often see each other?”
Su Jingchen shook his head. “It’s been a long time since we last met.”
As he spoke, the car arrived in front of the Huo family mansion.
There was a figure standing where the headlights shone.
The man slammed on the brakes abruptly.
Song Nanyi’s body jolted slightly.
“Sorry, sister, I didn’t see someone standing there,” the boy said, terrified, sweat beading on his forehead.
“It’s alright.”
She took two bills from her bag and handed them to him. “This is your hard-earned pay.”
“Sister, this is too much.”
“You’re so young, it’s not easy to work. Take it.”
Song Nanyi stepped out of the car.
Huo Shixu had already come over.
“Have you been drinking...”
Before he could finish, the three simultaneously formed hand seals, seemingly casting a secret technique that broke a certain restriction or seal.
Many of the security guards began to whisper among themselves. Clearly, the events of the past few days had frightened them, and they no longer dared to stay on as guards.
Since things had been exposed, Wang Rui saw no reason to keep anything hidden and simply told the truth.
Su Yifei had no idea what Jiang Cheng was doing, but when she looked at him, she immediately noticed something had changed in his body.
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Old Master Zheng watched as Letian departed, sighed deeply, and then disappeared into the depths of the gloomy mansion.
Places frequented by the powerful are often the most dangerous, and he believed she understood this truth.
Mission briefing: A second-tier elite mutated beast resides on this battlefield. You must proceed to the location, slay it, and deliver its corpse to the battlefield merchant.
Although Fang Ruyu’s shoulder was wounded, his combat ability remained unaffected. He immediately knelt down on one knee, eyes twitching with anger as he stared at Murong Xue.
“Why all the noise in broad daylight?” Tang Le’s signature lazy voice echoed from the inner room as the door opened, and Wang Tian entered alongside.
“You!” At such a grand event, how could sister leave without informing? Chen Yunbo turned angrily and ordered his guards: half to return to the general’s mansion, the rest to continue searching the forest.
Truly, the technique was formidable. Far more effective than slamming the table and glaring—dozens of times more so.
“Enough, enough. No matter what, this matter is finally settled. You and Axiao owe me a meal.” He shook his head, refusing to dwell on the chaotic pretense of nonchalance.
“I really regret sparing you again and again!” Nan Huayun gritted his teeth, then raised his fist.
Afterward, we didn’t speak much. Liang Jing was in good spirits; after dinner, we took a walk before returning to the hotel.
If Moke were outside the cave right now, he would surely see the swirling clouds at the horizon stirred by the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth, like a massive vortex.
He had only heard of such pills, never seen one, but judging by the strange medicinal aroma, the pill was likely genuine.
Lin Bichi grew up with Lin Bixiao and had played the role of a devoted sister for many years. She knew Lin Bixiao well and understood that Lin Bixiao herself wouldn’t be provoked—only those close to her could rile her up.
The words, each dripping with blood, vividly appeared in Gao Pu’s eyes, as if staining them red.
“Gu Ruoyu! That’s enough!” Jing Yunxin painfully covered her ears. What on earth had happened to make him treat her this way? Gu Ruoyu, you promised to love me forever—was that vow just empty words?
Dingdang even tried to signal Lin Bo to question Bi Qianmo, but Lin Bo, tempered by years of experience and knowing Bi Qianmo better than anyone, wouldn’t recklessly provoke him at this moment despite his worries.
Thinking of this, Long’er remembered outside Longdu City, how Elder Brother Zhan’s move “No Wind, No Wave” smashed a warhorse, and this ability was attributed to that technique.
After dodging two air blades, Zhou Han’s true thunder power surged within him, accompanied by roaring true energy converging on his fist.
Zhou Han understood that the Wu family head came here to bypass the auction process. After all, auctions require competition; he wanted to claim it alone.
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The others, seeing this, didn’t hesitate and actively stepped into the pillar of light, disappearing from sight.
Confucius and Jiang Moran naturally knew each other. They were very pleased to see him return to normal and his strength greatly increased.
“I think... he will.” People have limits to their patience. Although Bai Yan had always been tolerant of Wen Erfan, this time his emotions showed a clear abnormality. It was hard to say how he would react upon seeing Wen Erfan again.
Around the hour of Yin, Ye Zhinan suddenly sat up, eyes void as he stared ahead.
In the chaos, Fang Yue could protect only so many people, busy defending and helping them evacuate.
The last time we came here was early spring. The place was covered with peach blossoms, waves of pink flowers swaying in the wind.
Like a landslide, the lich master Heinrich Kemmler, who had earned a fearsome reputation in the gray mountains, was utterly shattered by a single blow from the beast butcher Duke Bohamond.
“How is my big brother?” Fu Nuo looked up at Zi Yexun, tears streaming down her face.
“I told you to drink, yet you said you weren’t thirsty—how bold of you.” Consort Shu suddenly raised her voice.
I woke up, eyes gradually opening, awareness clearing. The buzzing of insects filled my ears, and a dazzling light pierced my eyes. I slowly adjusted and opened them fully.
Announcement: On the seventh day of the second lunar month, the daughter of the Jinhe Chamber of Commerce will travel to the royal city, passing through Wanhun Ridge. She is recruiting guards with a pay of eight thousand black coins. Requirements: pleasant appearance, strong martial skills, upright character, hardworking, and good temperament.
Meanwhile, over twenty half-finished products piled in the corridor instantly turned to black powder the moment they were hit by the laser, forming a thick layer on the floor.
On the wedding day, Lan Yi rose early, attended by bridesmaids and others, who carefully prepared her appearance, waiting for the auspicious hour.
“Everyone, get up.” Su Yu said coldly, glanced behind Fu Nuo, then stepped in front of her, blocking her path.
The general might not be clever, but he was brave in battle. Amid the chaos of war, he still found moments to watch over Lang Qingsheng. He never believed this young man was the army’s commander-in-chief, yet Lang Qingsheng’s demonstrated strength shocked him time and again.