Volume 1, Chapter 37: Elder Sister, I Cannot Swim

Elder Ji showed great respect to Leng Xin by personally hosting her grandfather and father, with Ji Hu accompanying them, while they stayed at Elder Ji’s residence. Leng Xin took the opportunity to take her grandmother and Yuan Yuan for a walk nearby.

Holding the ball at the top of the arc in the front court, An Xi was surprised to find that the Spurs had switched defenders on him again, with Marco Belinelli now marking him.

Immediately after, the Demon-Subduing Sword shone with immense brilliance. The shredded dark clouds were instantly obliterated by the vast sword aura. Moonlight and starlight cascaded down together as the righteous energy of heaven and earth converged, colliding directly with the ghostly aura, causing the very space to twist and tremble.

Unexpectedly, an emergency arose involving a promise to the Zhou family to propose to the Zhen family, forcing the original one-day schedule to be extended to three.

The powerful shockwave previously created by Han Yunfeng perfectly blocked the hidden figure’s attempt to escape. Just as he leaped out of Han Yunfeng’s attack range, the black spirit cat’s strike arrived.

At this rate, it seemed there were only about four songs, and he still needed quite a few more for his album, as it required eight in total.

They all thought to themselves: Chen Mubing still knows the importance of discretion and understands that some things should not be said lightly.

Consequently, he simply left Sha Hongyu with the two teachers he had lured from the Qinghe Base, Hu Jinyan and Liu Wancheng, and stopped worrying about them. As a result, Sha Hongyu even had to craft the plaque for the Lingxi Sect himself.

When Madam Wang Chen learned that her son was not in his room and had been taken away by her husband early that morning, she went to check for herself. Seeing that her son’s belongings were all gone, she called the housekeeper to inquire.

As for skipping classes, that had never happened at this school. In a conservatory like this, missing a single class would mean falling behind immediately. Everyone here was proud and ambitious; no one skipped, and attendance was perfect for every lesson.

The moment the Earth Demon Dragon’s body vanished, a dark golden shadow lunged from behind Fei Xi, and a powerful martial intent instantly enveloped Luo Hao.

Mado suddenly turned his head, giving Ihei Iru a fright. Although she claimed she wouldn’t be discovered, she knew this fellow Mado possessed keen observational skills and dared not be careless in front of him. Furthermore, if Long Hao found out she had been exposed, she would be dead.

Master Si finished speaking but heard no response from Dead-Fish Eye. His heart skipped a beat, truly fearing that the guy had been demonized. Although he had many flaws, his strength was undeniable; if he were to be demonized, he would be a handful to deal with.

"However, there is one condition: I cannot guarantee their safety. I cannot promise how many men I can return to you in the end; it is possible the entire troop could be wiped out," Wang Ping’an said, preparing for the worst.

This time, Cai Ying answered every question asked. His partner’s name was Ma Ying, and he was fifty miles away.

He was overjoyed, feeling as though he had a belly full of words to share with him. He paced back and forth in the hall. Just as he was about to look toward the entrance, Lord Yuchi came into view, looking incredibly nervous.

Upon hearing this, some generals nodded in agreement, some frowned in thought, some clicked their tongues in lament, and others looked on in confusion.

"The Boss is right. It is rare to find treasures on Mount Huaxu that one doesn't recognize. Unless it is something from beyond the heavens, anything from the Five Continents is definitely on Mount Huaxu," Kuai Xiang said with a grin, following him inside.

It turned out that Long Hao, who could keep that violent maniac Suzuya in check, was quite violent himself. Fa Shi couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his brow. That was exactly why he didn't want to place this guy, who was suited for solo combat, in the ghoul-infested 24th Ward.

"It looks like that group came looking for their missing clansmen. Presumably, after searching for a while and finding nothing, they dispersed on their own."

Mother gripped her hands tightly, panting heavily, as beads of sweat like teardrops slid down her cheeks.

Watching Qiu Pingchu charge over, Zhuang Meng felt no panic and did not dodge. Instead, he looked at him as the mist in his eyes vanished; then, he smiled softly.

But that wasn't right either. The two of them had just met, and Chi Chi's phone was still in his own pocket; he had no opportunity to look at her phone.

Yet Rong Shen’s emotions remained unstable. Every time he thought of it, he became so angry his heart condition flared up, his large hands clutching the bedsheets tightly, leaving deep, indelible wrinkles.

Kaler immediately understood what he meant and wore a knowing smile. In Leon’s eyes, the chance of Elena getting help from the Ministry of Clerics tomorrow was about the same as a miracle occurring.

Moreover, he still hadn't fully grasped why he had been schemed into the marriage with the Hong family; he always felt something was off.

Although the design of the armor looked exquisite, anyone with a basic knowledge of combat would realize it was impractical in battle, serving more like a knight’s ceremonial dress worn only on important occasions.

The robed figure stopped abruptly in mid-air, a flash of unwillingness and resentment crossing his eyes as he looked at Kaler.

With a thud, the man fell directly onto the thick carpet, though he only let out a muffled grunt of pain.

If the water dragon had a soul, it would probably be overjoyed right now—perhaps it could even ask its master for a chicken leg with its dinner.

Jiang Yi, however, was not disappointed. His original plan did not include completing the Heaven-Covering Demonic Art during this period; his primary goal was to practice capturing traces of divine miracles.

Meimo said nothing, simply placing her hand over Leng Yu’s. Two equally cold hands overlapped, seemingly offering silent comfort to each other.