Chungking Express
Holding her breath and steadying her mind, she sat down on the chair in the corner and looked towards the passageway.
"Tell me, what is the point of this?" Liu Qiankun, who was usually sparing with his words, actually started complaining about Yang Fan, leaving Yang Fan feeling a bit awkward.
"I won't leave either; I'll just stay here and talk with you." Having completely forgotten about these matters for the moment, Chen Feng and Xuanyuan Kang were discussing them on the other side, and the two of them once again fell into a deadlock.
"Understood!" For the first time, Zhaoran was so obedient and compliant. He turned around expressionlessly, his shoulders trembling slightly, showing that he was trying his utmost to control his anger.
[Part I] A journey of ten thousand miles across rivers and mountains leaves us lost and drifting in a vast human sea. The three-foot cold blade can sever nothing, while thousands of threads of affection only grow more untamed.
Xing'er let out a scoff of contempt and struggled to her feet, but a sharp, agonizing pain suddenly tore through her abdomen. Night Che spat a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground instantly, losing consciousness. Taken aback in terror, Xing'er clutched her stomach and slumped limply onto the floor, cold sweat breaking out in waves across her face.
Long Yinluo shook his head and walked away. Not long after, Xiluoye, a supreme deity under Fuxi's seat, and the Cavalry Commandant appeared before Jade Pool. Jade Pool's face was ashen, her body trembling incessantly as she opened her mouth, yet no words came out.
This was the finish line of the first stage of the Central Sea Hegemony. Whichever fleet's flagship crossed this finish line first would be crowned the champion of the first stage. Not only would they win the glory of securing one-third of the overall championship of the Central Sea Hegemony, but they would also claim the prize sponsored by the Yan family—the Flame Horn Sword.
Xing'er nodded. The intermediate state between death and rebirth is the most fragile of souls; only after the seventh day following death does the soul fully realize the fact that it has passed away. She slowly approached the crystal coffin, inside of which ice blocks had been placed, casting a layer of mist that obscured the view.
"There's no need!" Shen Chunguang immediately stopped him. She suspected that the person tracking her just now had been sent by Guan Lue. Regardless of the other party's motive for following her, she had to ensure her identity remained unexposed.
Seeing her terrified expression, I quickly comforted her, "Don't be afraid. Calm yourself down first, I'm here for everything!" I gave Zhang Tian a reassuring guarantee, and only then did he drag my hand and sit down hesitatingly.
However, even though she had not yet awakened these five divine abilities at present, it did not mean she would not awaken them in the future. Once she did awaken these five divine abilities, how terrifying would that be? One must know that mastering any single one of these five divine abilities would be enough to allow her to rival an untold number of Ghost King-level entities.
She picked up the loofah from the floor and walked toward the bathroom. Having stripped off her clothes, she had just turned on the showerhead when a heavy thud echoed as someone slammed against the door outside.
Furthermore, the cultivation bases of the members before her were not low at all. The lowest cultivation level was at the fourth layer of the Foundation Establishment stage. Suddenly gaining so many assistants, Honglian was still quite pleased.
Liu Changqing and the other two were completely stunned. What was going on here? Yet what shocked the three of them even more was that everyone nearby swarmed out, kneeling in a dense, dark mass to kowtow incessantly.
Guan Lue could no longer endure it. That young woman was right before his eyes, battered and tortured beyond human recognition, yet there was nothing he could do. This feeling was like slow slicing, cutting flesh from his body piece by piece.
That evening, Guan Lue specifically called him over to Fragrance Hundred. At the wine table, old Mai drank an entire bottle of western liquor all by himself.
Although making an investment at this time might not be the most optimal moment, it was still far better than trying to court and invest in these students only after they had achieved brilliant success in the future.
Seeing the blood-soaked corpses scattered across the white jade steps, no one dared to advance rashly. The rogue cultivators were all waiting for sects like the Qin Country, the Earth-Moving Sect, and the Water Cloud Abyss to make their moves first, so that they could pick up scraps in the aftermath.
I once thought she simply disliked me, but now it seemed the matter was not so simple. Did she find a way to eliminate anyone she didn't like? What about me? Would I meet the same end as Luo Tingting?
"This subordinate, Xia Yang, a thousand-household officer of the Brocade Guard, pays respects to the Prince." The man in the green robe bowed and performed a salute. Who else could it be if not Xia Yang?
I returned to my room, locked the door behind me, and sat cross-legged on the bed in meditation, attempting to sense the vital energy Long Xuan had spoken of.
Su Wuyang rarely spoke to him in such a tone; her voice was soft and sweet, carrying a hint of ingratiation. Yet Fang Bai still showed no reaction.
Su Yingmei had long felt uneasy in her heart, yet she had no idea what was actually going to happen. Now that everything had occurred, she had no other choice but to face it.
Leaving the palace, Li Danruo went straight to Jiang Yanhu's estate. The affairs concerning Jiang Yanshu and Hu Kun were matters she had to discuss with him.
Ling Miao looked at Su Yuyang with reddened eyes. Against the bright illumination, Su Yuyang could see Ling Miao's expression with absolute clarity.
After finishing her remarks, Bai Yixue continued to spin around in front of the mirror, admiring herself carefully within the reflection! Yet Lü Haotian, standing to one side, suddenly stopped stirring his coffee, his mind racing with questions as to why those two elders had suddenly decided to come to City B.
Qin Mengyao originally had no wish to make a fuss. Strictly speaking, it was Lin Lan who had bumped into her. Shedding her usual overbearing and arrogant demeanor, Qin Mengyao quietly walked away from them, still carrying the shopping bag from the maternity store, which only gave Lin Lan an even greater urge to mock her.
Xi Chen had already arrived in front of the helicopter. The glass of the helicopter was shattered, and this was far from ordinary glass.
"Daigo! We have arrived and are approaching the target from all directions. Prepare for action." Zongfang's voice came through the screen, sounding extremely solemn.
Yet among the Keepers, Ardadus ranked dead last in combat capability, making him a true combat failure of the lowest tier.
The leader of the Wind and Fire Mercenary Corps had arrived. This time, he came specifically to offer an explanation, but he had also brought a large number of people with us.
Following that, Eastern King Yang Xiuqing completely marginalized Hong Xiuquan, only for Yang Xiuqing to be later executed by a coalition of the other kings. It was said that just during the purge of Yang Xiuqing's faction alone, over twenty thousand people were slaughtered in the city of Nanjing, turning the streets into rivers of blood.
Shen He instinctively raised his eyes and caught sight of Su Yunliang's cold-set expression. His mouth opened instinctively, but suddenly he had no idea what to say.
I saw that numerous tattered fishing nets had been hung over the bamboo fence at some point, and sharp fishhooks were still attached to the nets.
Beneath long and dense eyelashes were a pair of clear, icy-blue eyes, as unfathomable as an ocean gleaming with chilling ripples under the moonlight. Ink-black hair, resembling the night sky, shimmered with silver halos under the moonlight, looking like yet another firmament ablaze with starlight.