28. Exultant Triumph!
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Besides, it is not as though you can simply decide to sell and have it done. Zhou Hao will have to handle many matters, and his brothers will have to lend a hand. After all, they are locals with connections and contacts; no matter how you look at it, things will be much more convenient for them than for Qu Yunsha.
Qu Yunsha’s heart seemed to miss a beat. In all these years, no man had ever stood so close to her.
Hai Zi shouted himself hoarse while pinning the two bandits firmly to the ground together with Ma Dache and Sixi, leaving them unable to move.
Zhang Jiajia realized that her sister had made up her mind not to take her along. Was it because she currently lacked the ability to protect herself?
Zhou Xiuxiu’s manner was imposing, and her words were lively enough, but in truth, her heart was bleeding.
Back then, if we went a whole day without seeing each other twice, it felt as though something were missing. Even without speaking, just one glance was enough to fill our hearts with sweetness. It was sweeter than honey. Perhaps that was what love was.
After Yoshida left, quite satisfied, Yu Chenglong once more sank into agonized contemplation. He did not know whether his statement could stop Auntie Xiao San from leading her brothers to rescue him. It was truly impossible to say.
He snatched up the great saber from the ground and raised it high. In the next instant, the earth began to tremble, and countless streams of blood converged upon the blade.
After who knew how many turns, Ji Ran could no longer tell one place from another. Every room seemed exactly the same.
The administrator clutched his thigh and wailed. When he saw who had kicked him, he excitedly grabbed the newcomer’s legs. He absolutely could not let the man escape again.
Hearing this, Xiao Tian lowered his head and glanced at the bloodstain on his chest. It was his own nosebleed from when Young Master Lu and his men had beaten him on the rooftop.
Han Wu also curiously craned her neck to look, but the distance was too great. She rose, placed the basket on the embroidery stool, and walked over for a better view.
Taking advantage of the subject, Chen Ranran told Zhao Ziling everything: someone had tried to assassinate Shen Tao, but had instead shot the campus beauty, Xinyan.
“You’re right. This useless thing is no longer needed, so I’ll give it to you. Don’t blow it for no reason when you have nothing to do. I haven’t used it ever since,” Old Chen replied seriously.
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“Ling Yan, Commander of the Fourth Directorate of the Heavenly Surveillance Office under the Prince of Pacifying the Realm, pays his respects to Her Majesty the Empress and bows before Her Highness the Princess.” Ling Yan brushed the hem of his robe beneath his knees before saluting, keeping his head lowered and daring not to raise it.
“That’s right! Jade must be carved before it can become a useful vessel! When dealing with a disobedient student like you, you have to beat obedience into him! Beat fear into him!” Niu Ziqiang waved the broom in his hand and spoke harshly.
Hmm. After I go back this time, I’m going to ask Vitas to take me as his disciple. I feel that I might be able to sing in dolphin register too.
Aside from that single-mindedness, when Chen Xi spoke, the person I thought of was Jiang Hao and no one else. That was because Jiang Hao’s presence in my subconscious was simply too strong.
“Good! Very good! Congratulations—you have successfully angered me. Now prepare to endure my wrath! And do not blame me for showing no mercy, brother to brother!” Dai Bin said coldly.
The two of them reached the main gate, yet the captain still had not arrived. A trace of suspicion flashed through her eyes. Could they have been stood up? But she knew the captain was a man who valued loyalty and affection. Waiting a little longer would do no harm.
“All warriors, heed my command! Follow me into the city! Kill every living person you encounter without exception! Attack!” Seeing that the time was right, Old Ninth charged toward the city gate first, brandishing his spear.
The so-called Meteor Strike was merely a name Li Yi had come up with on a whim, though it was quite fitting.
“That depends on how much you need. Tell me first, and I’ll see whether I have enough. I may even have to strip some from my own people,” Old Ninth said, spreading his hands.
With a turn of the blade, he said, “Enough nonsense. Take your questions with you to the underworld and ask the Lord of Mount Tai!” Gripping Autumn-Slaying Wind in both hands, he leaped into the air after building up power and spun once. The blade’s radiance swept behind him, shattering the sinister ice flowers. What followed was an even more violent slash and snow that shone with even greater brilliance.
Li Yi still remembered the flying sword of the Water-Moon Sword Immortal vividly. Mirror flowers and water moons—it shifted between reality and illusion like a phantom.
“But this still cannot explain why her figure appeared atop the bed instead of sinking down with it.” Zuo Qulu raised an objection.
Feng Jian went to the police station early that morning and overheard people whispering that living in a villa was nothing special, that the occupants had probably committed too many guilty deeds and were now seeing ghosts, and so on. Feng Jian frowned and summoned the two officers who had answered the call the previous day. They told him everything truthfully, including the fleeting figure that had vanished the moment they entered the house.
With a wave of his hand, true essence churned in his palm. “I respect your strength. Although the imperial court has issued its order, if you can withstand me for the time it takes one incense stick to burn, I will let you leave.” A single incense stick would give him an excuse either way. Whatever the outcome, he would have an explanation to offer.
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Bo Yanhe chose a room farther toward the back, thinking it would be quieter when she rested at night. But just as she opened the door, Lanhe entered the room beside it ahead of her.
A breathy, pleasurable moan sent tingling sensations through Sun Qian’s bones. He moved with even greater vigor, wishing he could gather all the strength in his body into a single point and lose himself in their intimate embrace. The delicate body beneath him responded in kind, her legs clamping tightly around Sun Qian’s waist.
“Master, you’ve come.” Zheng Chen had never felt such joy upon seeing the Lotus Treasure Saint before. Though his entire body was covered in wounds, uncontrollable excitement gleamed in his eyes.
Amid deafening roars, the three figures wreathed in radiant halos stood shoulder to shoulder, resisting the terrifying blow.
At the restaurant where he had once worked, he had enjoyed the treatment of a deputy manager: high wages, high status, and a share of the profits. But after the owner fired the waitress he was involved with, he led a disturbance and caused the establishment to go under.
“I apologize for failing to ask your name earlier and for any discourtesy in receiving you. I hope you will forgive me. I shall certainly climb the mountain to pay you a visit another day.” Ruoyuan smiled sweetly, utterly unaware that, to modern eyes, her polite words were riddled with flaws.
A faint flicker passed through Luo Qingyue’s eyes. When she had taken Qin Yu away from the Fallen Demon Prefecture, she had only half-believed his identity. Even when they stood before the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends, she had not fully accepted it. But after the Earthly Fiend Challenge, Luo Qingyue became convinced that Qin Yu was undoubtedly the disciple of the Weeping Elder. Now, she was more certain than ever.
“Have I been reversed?” Chen Fan’s imagination began to run wild. He could remain calm before his enemies at all times, but when faced with someone like Invitation Moon, a woman who loved him, Chen Fan was at a loss. Confronted with such an intimate situation between lovers, his mind simply shut down.
He wore leather armor rather than the heavy armor Dian Wei favored. That single halberd strike nearly hacked off the entirety of Qifu Gu’s shoulder.
On the way back, Qin Fen was afraid Wan’er would become too tired, so he took the bamboo basket onto his own back and strode home.
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