Volume 1, Chapter 51: Their kids are already seven or eight years old and old enough to run errands.

The man before her was Gu Huaiyun, the eldest young master of the Gu family in the capital. He was rumored to be a university professor, and his institution was several tiers superior to Ning Yu's school.

Ye Hu had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a buzz cut, protruding ears, and quite a few freckles on his face, which made him look rather difficult to deal with. With wheat-colored skin and a sturdy build, legend had it that he could lift fifteen pounds at the age of five, possessing immense strength.

"Good morning, Xianghan, Wang Lan, and Yinan." Although it all felt a bit bizarre, seeing is believing. So far, Chu Yan hadn't noticed anything unusual, so he walked into the shop with a smile and greeted Fan Xianghan and the others.

Watching the man scramble out in a disheveled state, Qian Qingshi curved her lips. That patch of red hem vanished at the doorway, and the man's figure disappeared completely.

Then, for some reason, a wave of fear washed over me. Xiyang was back—a very obvious sign, because when I brought Xiyu here yesterday, Xiyang's car wasn't there, but today, it was.

"What's wrong?" Hearing the commotion, Lin Xinman and Xu Wan hurried upstairs. "Mom, Aunt Xu, Ruoxi's stomach hurts; she's going into labor," Leng Yan said, holding her in his arms with a helpless expression, not knowing what to do.

"That's the one!" Pointing at the path along which the jujube girl had departed in indignation, she said no more, stepping across the edge of the stones while trying her best not to leave any footprints. Zhen Qi rolled his eyes, took a giant stride forward, grabbed the collar of her robe, and vaulted up onto a boulder a zhang high.

Ye Ling's expression remained calm and completely unruffled, as if he were looking not at a group of beauties, but rather at a row of withered skeletons.

Right at this moment, the eerie creaking sounds echoed once again. Every step the skeleton soldier took was immensely firm, and the red flames flickering within its eye sockets seemed to express a formidable and surging will to battle.

"Cloud... Is she... alright?" Looking somewhat dejected, Blood Crane set aside the item he had meticulously prepared, fished a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it himself, and then asked in a low voice.

With the collapse of the Heavenly Dao, it shattered into the Nine Heavens and Ten Paths, forming ten major celestial cycles and ten realms. Could the ancient tree before his eyes be the foundational core of this particular celestial cycle?

If Hao Ren hadn't chosen that specific wavelength control range when conducting his experiment, then even if the transmitting and receiving ends hadn't been properly aligned, he still would have remained the original Lei Tao.

The young master needed a car yet failed to inform him, sending someone else to pick him up instead—this definitely meant he was already under suspicion.

Truth be told, the sweet Ye Anmei and the ethereal Bai Moqing looked precisely like a traditional painting together; they seemed truly well-matched.

The murderous sword-qi surged a hundred meters outward. With a single sword strike, several bursts of artillery fire were completely obliterated by him. Although the terrifying shockwave carried an unmatched momentum, it had not yet reached the Deity Transformation realm tier, and thus posed no threat to Qicai.

True to his surname, Ghost Tomb Fence looked as though he had been dug straight out of a grave, and the smile on his face gave off the eerie impression of a deadpan grimace.

Having made up his mind, Qicai immediately activated the Eight Heavenly Dragons, materializing eight supreme divine beasts to guard his left and right flanks.

Of course, there was another hidden operative stationed in her father's room, but she was unwilling to deploy these covert pawns unless it was an absolute emergency. She knew very well that every additional action she took also meant an extra layer of danger.

She originally intended to carry Gong Luojue back to his room, but given her physical strength, she wouldn't have managed it even if given ten days and ten nights.

With that, Lei Tao took out a key and tossed it straight out the window, watching it drop instantly into the sewer.

Xinshao slipped back under the covers in a flash, shivered twice beneath the quilt, and only then poked her head out once more.