Volume One, Chapter 32: Didn’t You Destroy the Evidence?

Although that face was identical to the grim man in Mo Ling’s dreams, the temperament was entirely different. Xue Jiling was clearly much gentler.

Just before Fu Lu lost consciousness, two tall, sturdy men appeared before her. They struck out with their palms into the empty air, releasing a powerful gust of wind that hit like a Category 10 typhoon, sending the bodyguards and Zou Ping flying backward.

Assistant Yin secretly wiped sweat from his brow; the phrase "future young mistress" still felt a bit awkward to say.

Seeing the Demon King and the Ghost King appear in the Second Prince's mansion, Fu Lu felt no surprise, nor did she maintain the respectful attitude she showed in the Demon Palace. She simply nodded to the Ghost King and the others before returning to her own thoughts.

Looking at Murong Yue’s composed demeanor now, it was likely that none of the survivors would be able to escape.

The North Sea is a world of ice and snow. It was currently the season of blizzards, and the vast, swirling snow made it impossible to see the path ahead.

After eating and drinking his fill, gathering some water and food, and shouldering his steel blade, Wang Han left the ruins. Before departing, he backfilled the site to hide it.

Seeing the solution to the puzzle, Fu Lu curled her red lips and placed a white piece exactly where the netizen had suggested. The situation was instantly turned around, and her opponent was promptly defeated.

The human race of this era had fled to Earth while being pursued by the demon tribes after a failed struggle. After protecting his people and bringing them here, the great master left behind a history and a method of cultivation before drawing the demon tribes away in pursuit.

Wen Li only had the memory of the kind, bearded uncle from the original owner’s impressions; in reality, since arriving in this world, she could count it as having never met the old emperor even once.

With a faint smile, Yun Xuan shifted his feet slightly, his figure vanishing from the watchtower in an instant. By the time he reappeared, he was already outside the gate of the stronghold.

"Husband, let’s go. Don't waste your breath on hypocritical people." Speaking in a cold voice, Lin Jiayi didn't even glance at Lin Tian as she took Yun Xuan’s arm and turned to leave.

It wasn't that they didn't want to enter the forbidden tomb of the Qilin clan to investigate; even if they could enter, they wouldn't dare. The tomb was guarded by a ferocious beast, and for anyone other than the descendants of the Qilin clan, entering meant a ninety-nine percent chance of death.

On the ramparts of Yushan Pass, Zhang Ruming watched the area outside the city with concern. Below the walls, three warhorses galloped toward the Mengdu camp.

Clearly, although this grave robber's tunnel had been blasted into the ground using explosives, it still strictly followed the old conventions of grave robbing, extending in a zigzag pattern.

"Alright! I'm going now!" San Pangzi said, grabbing his tools and diving headfirst into the woods.

"Since that's how it is, don't blame me for being impolite." As he finished speaking, the hand Seagull had been holding under his body suddenly extended, revealing a gleaming pistol.

However, he and Li Weixin had a tacit understanding; neither mentioned the other’s identity or background in front of Tang Luo or Bai Fei Fei.

A young leader leading over a hundred servants appeared in sight. The young man wasn't exactly ugly, just plain and unremarkable, but his clothes looked as if they hadn't been put on properly—askew and messy—making him uncomfortable to look at.

The ancients were right; after those five joined forces to take down a brown earth bear of the third realm of the primordial spirit—the Concentration Realm—they all started thinking about hunting even more powerful demonic beasts.

The two walked side by side. Li Jiaqi’s expression was not good, and her eyes turned red before they had taken two steps.

Wasn't that word a bit too heavy? Everyone stared at her with curiosity, wondering what exactly she wanted to say.

After tossing and turning for most of the night, Hua Qi finally managed to relieve herself. Zi Yu walked her back to her room and took the opportunity to bring a pot of hot tea from his room next door. He was used to drinking it all day long, and he wouldn't even go to sleep without it.

The girls nodded and sat up from the sofa, greeting Su Qiaoxue like friends.

Seeing that they hadn't noticed her, Li Ruoyi continued to watch the two with lingering attachment. Unexpectedly, as if he had sensed her gaze, Nan Jingyao glanced in her direction, scaring Li Ruoyi into quickly shrinking behind a pillar.

Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh. Had this yellow-haired guy worked in a pyramid scheme before? How was he so good at rallying people and stirring up trouble?

Actually, even if Chu Mei didn't teach Chu Cheng, Chu Cheng would still be able to buy suitable New Year goods. Because he was accompanied by a chatterbox who never stopped for a second! Heaven knows how this girl had so much to say; once she started, it was truly endless and inexhaustible. Getting her to stop was harder than making the sun rise in the west.

However, the hesitation lasted only a moment; the young master’s footsteps remained firm as he continued to walk into the Tibetan Mastiff’s cage.

"Isn't the situation urgent? Stop talking nonsense, get in the car," Zhou Yang commanded with an arrogant and confident look.

The underground secret chamber was large and luxurious, with fist-sized night pearls embedded in the walls, illuminating the entire room.

The red-robed old man was using the Twelve Paths of Heavenly Yin Demon Fists, and one couldn't help but associate him with Lin Hu.

In order to receive the down payment for the house sale early and set his mind at ease, Xu Feng headed straight to Taihua Real Estate the moment he finished lunch the next day.

He Xi held her sword with both hands and accelerated once again. Hua Ye tried to counterattack, gripping his sword and charging forward as well, but under the onslaught of He Xi’s swordsmanship, he was defeated within seconds. He couldn't withstand the pressure, retreating repeatedly while trying to defend.

She just had a bit of a cold and was otherwise fine, but judging by her mood, she was much better today than yesterday.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what an enviable boss. If only Malcolm could learn from Abu!" Claire muttered with envy.

Just as Li Kaifu finished his sentence, Claire Li’s [300-person cross-border tour group] was already prepared to depart from the country.

At 11:00 PM, after a four-way chaotic battle, the world channel successfully triggered a large-scale campaign—the only one in this region.

Just like the system of a world, the missions in this world also needed to be triggered by the players themselves. By finding and completing the ultimate mission within the final time limit, one could leave this world.