Chapter 23

She nodded, though she could not hold back her tears. Li Yuanhao left without looking back, and as she watched his retreating figure, she sobbed uncontrollably. She slowly crouched to the ground, the heart-wrenching pain overwhelming her.

"Don't worry, if the left hand isn't enough, there is still the right. If the right isn't enough, there are still the eyes, until everything is finally repaid," Ma Haiming said viciously.

"You don't need to know. You just must promise me that when your memory returns, it will only be the most precious memories, okay?" Danni held Mo Linghuan's hand tightly, her eyes filled with anticipation.

At the same time, the entire Star Cave Abode was solemn and quiet, covered in countless sacred starlight, appearing very majestic.

Author: Speechless... That infatuated girl earlier, she isn't a fan of EXO, is she? When she brings the dishes out in a moment, she had better not drool into them, otherwise, I will go crazy.

Helian Chu was surprised to hear this, and his respect deepened. It was no easy feat to travel the martial arts world with these twenty-some children; if he hadn't come here, he would never have been able to support so many of them. This place was truly suitable for their survival.

Tears of despair overflowed from Guan Ya’s eyes. There was truly no salvation; Guan Ya cried until she was a mess of tears.

Gu Fei really wanted to finish off this bastard who kept trying to kill him, but the guy was standing on top of a high tower, and he really couldn't rush up there for the moment.

As they spoke, Sister Li walked over to the wooden sofa with the freshly brewed tea, bent down, and handed the teacup to the other person.

Inside his quarters, Qian Xing thought for a moment, left a note, then sent word to Jiang Yiqi before getting up and leaving.

It was only a few rooms. The distance they had run was actually not that great, but because of the walls in between, the space looked as if it had been partitioned, making it seem much longer than it actually was.

With a "bang," without giving the projectile beast much time to react, the fierce rat messenger slammed heavily into its bloated body.

But before the move could lose its momentum, Zhao Er had already spurred his horse and ridden away. Zhao Hu leaped over on his horse and struck with another spear thrust.

"What are you here for at this time? Yukino only left a little while ago..." Ye Yu could roughly guess the purpose of the person before him; perhaps it was precisely because Yukino had left that she chose to come over.

He certainly knew that the cloud above was the Heavenly Gang Cloud Prohibition. However, the timing of its appearance was clever, and it had managed to deceive him at first. Once he discovered it later, he did not stop the clouds.

"A military order can command five Black Iron Soldiers. Not bad, very good!" an old man in red robes nodded with satisfaction.

The giant axe also seemed to stretch, spanning the distance between the two, and swung directly toward the opponent's head.

When this unimaginably luxurious motorcade drove into Saint John's Cathedral, the prime ministers and presidents of more than fifty African countries were already seated inside.

Tu Yuan had originally not intended to go, but Gu Shulin sought him out, saying this was an opportunity. In the past, whenever the Myriad Saint Mountain launched such a major operation, it had never failed. Moreover, after being quiet for so long, it was time to see a different world, which would also be beneficial for forming his golden core.

So, when he produced this bottle of mysterious substance, some were surprised and others expectant, but curiosity was common to all; after all, in legends... dragons always possessed treasures of immense value.

Sun Wukong summoned the four generals and instructed: "Carefully drill the children and grandchildren. Wait for me to go to heaven to scout the path, so I can bring you all up to live together." The four generals accepted the order. Sun Wukong and Taibai Jinxing rose upon the clouds and ascended into the high heavens.

Seeing that the wedding preparations were becoming more complete and everything was on track, and during this time Chang Songqing had even come to him to collect the final payment, Wang Chen knew he couldn't put it off any longer.

"Who am I? I am naturally just myself, merely someone who has learned a few martial arts techniques," Sui Xiaotian said with a chuckle.

Seeing the owner of the giant claw about to retreat, Tongtian waved his Qingping Sword, and green lotuses bloomed in the void, slashing toward the chaos.

Li You let out a long sigh. With the ghost cultivator not returning and having no other options, he had no choice but to listen to his father and wait patiently.

When Qian Jiao and the others arrived at the hospital, two police officers were sitting on the bench in the corridor outside the ward.

Watching the blood zombie finish eating the arm, its eyes erupted with an even stronger red glow. Sui Xiaotian clenched his left fist.

Rong Cheng had drunk a bit too much that night. Seeing Gu Xinran sleeping there, he walked over uncontrollably, crouched down to watch her for a long while, and couldn't help but reach out to touch her face.

"The qualifying matches for the second round have officially ended. There are now one hundred and eighty-six people remaining. For the sake of fairness, everyone will draw lots to enter the ring. Those who draw odd numbers will battle those who draw even numbers, with number one facing the last number, and so on."

"Reasoning? Really?" Zhou Biyu was somewhat skeptical; she had vaguely heard sounds of screaming outside just a moment ago.

But for these past few days, this Qin Feng had been nowhere to be found. She had asked others to search many places, yet he remained missing.

I immediately widened my eyes, staring in great shock at what lay behind the eccentric old man: rolling waves, swirling black clouds, and the sound of dragon roars.

Before them appeared to be a scientific research base, with quite a bit of equipment set up. In the very center sat an operating table.

He had never imagined that his father—who appeared before him at all times and in all places as incomparably arrogant, cold, and cruel, a dignified Marquess of the Brujah clan—would one day show such a pleading expression before him.

Qin Ming’s inner core slowly began to rotate. The frost on the Monkey King's half-frozen body gradually loosened and then rapidly melted away.