Volume 1, Chapter 41: Helping You Leave Su Qingya

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Ji Liangchuan cast a deep glance at Rong Se, but remained silent, turning back into the ward to stay with He Xinnuan. He began to undress her, unbuttoning her shirt one by one. Just then, Meng Deyu walked in. He had intended to see if He Xinnuan was truly ill or merely feigning, but he had not expected to stumble upon this scene.

The demon listened to the angel’s words but ignored them, not out of fear, but out of sheer indifference. The mutual hatred and loathing between the God Race and the Demon Race had long been an established fact.

"Uncle, what about this Eevee?" Lu Bu was unsure how to broach the subject, his words halting and stumbling.

Feng Jun kept his eyes on Li Qi, discovering that there was no trace of martial energy within him. He sensed that Li Qi’s strength was very low, merely at the level of a martial student.

However, shortly after Zhao Huan ascended, a bone-chilling roar echoed from afar—a sound clearly not human. Everyone turned toward Yujiro with bewildered expressions.

"Thank you." Upon hearing those words, tears streamed down Nuo’er’s face. It was the first time she had ever wept. In all the time she had spent with Yu Bai, she had never been so moved by his words, nor had she ever shed tears in his presence. She had never cried before.

Shi Ruichuan sent a henchman holding Chu Dong toward Shi Huan; they needed to move to the center to exchange hostages.

Li Xiu’er had not seen Yin Chengzong since leaving the Lu family, so she decided to visit his company today to see him.

Just as he thought the man was seeking death, a pair of black wings suddenly unfurled from the back of the plummeting bell-ringer. Shaking his bronze bells and flapping his wings, he gradually vanished into the pitch-black night sky.

She did not have the red, swollen eyes she had imagined, nor were there dark circles beneath them, and her complexion was not pale.

"Conway! You perverted bastard!" Wu Di aimed his gun at the perverted man, but before he could fire, Wu Di collapsed to the ground amidst a piercing scream. I realized it was the bracelet; as long as that bracelet was there, none of us could be his match.

Chen Xiao understood: Qin Zisu intended to subject Jing Yangyou to brutal interrogation to extract confidential information.

Yet, Linghu Bai did not realize there was anything wrong with his words. He pondered for a moment, feeling as though he had been sitting on Senior Brother Duan’s lap for a very long time.

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Mo Lengrong wanted to continue, but upon glancing at Yun Zimo, he felt that if he said anything more, he would surely hurt her.

"I don't owe him a single cent! I’ve worked to pay back everything I’ve eaten!" the boy replied indignantly.

Chu Yunchang ignored them, simply taking Chu Yu from Green Calyx’s arms and asking her son if he was thirsty.

Arriving at the Crown Prince’s tent, he saw Wenren Mingjing lying on the bed wrapped in bandages, the blood seeping through them proving that his injuries were not light.

These Soul-Searching clansmen were entirely shrouded in black mist, making it difficult to see their true faces. Murong Ningyue’s remark was a double entendre—stating a fact while subtly insulting them at the same time.

If he ever found out, she might be driven away from him forever. Rather than that, she would rather stay by his side, just like this.

"Hehe..." Bing Yu’s words drew chuckles from everyone, and they all nodded in deep agreement.

Zhang Tao hugged Zhao Yan excitedly. "It’s great, Zhao Yan. After tonight, it will be over, and he will never come looking for you again." Zhang Tao’s eyes welled up with tears of excitement. It was a comical sight to see a young master in such a state, but it also showed just how much he loved Zhao Yan.

Xiang Gangtian was not a sentimental person; he had simply spoken from the heart and was not the type to wallow in sorrow. In the next second, he had perfectly shifted his mood.

This made Zhong Yaoyun somewhat displeased, and noticing Chen Yue’s gaze, she couldn’t help but bite her lip.

"There is no rest..." Dian Feng’s injuries were not yet healed, but time would not wait for him to recuperate, so he headed toward the Graveyard of Gods and Demons.

Dian Feng remained vigilant, but nothing happened; the person who had arrived before him had not set an ambush.

I lunged forward and kicked Sun Ba hard in the chin; he flew backward and landed heavily on the ground.

As the cold snort faded, the guard first glared at me fiercely, then fell silent.

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"I don't know, he's not sick!" Hua Qi could only say this, though in her heart she thought that if Ziyu were bedridden, she would care for him, but she certainly wouldn't cry.

Without much thought, Tong Tian directly chose a forest combat scenario.

For years, Li Yang had been searching for his biological parents, but in this vast sea of people, how easy could that be?

The patriarch looked at the Second Uncle, who wore an expression that said, "I didn't, it wasn't me, don't talk nonsense," and felt that this girl was becoming increasingly eccentric.

The same business logic could be extended to the fields of perfume, aromatherapy, dining, and even certain special daily necessities specifically for adults; it was all applicable.

"Hah. A defeated foe." Wang Hao did not care in the slightest for the proud talents of the Southern Territory before him; apart from Qin Feng, the others were not worth worrying about.

That withered, elderly body possessed a fighting power that seemed to erupt from nowhere.

Then the video was split in two: on the left was July, and on the right was data with a curve graph.

Li Tai and Duan Bin, who had just been acting arrogant and disregarding Li Tianming entirely, now wore faces filled with regret.

Liu Mengmeng left the restaurant, heavy-hearted, and upon returning to her car, dialed the number of her cousin, Xiao Ziming.