Chapter 41: Intoxicated

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Xie Banguai casually patted the fat man on the shoulder and gave a slight shake of his head, signaling him not to act rashly.

The other was a player with Death Burst. The attributes granted by Death Burst were extremely high and would not be affected in the slightest by inferior equipment.

Nianyang almost laughed aloud. It was obvious that Manager Wang was interested in Luolanzhen, while Luolanzhen was simply far too straightforward.

Li Tingyan and Nianyang exchanged a glance, both wearing proud smiles. At that moment, the young parents finally experienced what it felt like to have a child everyone else envied.

“Kill!”

It was only a simple word, yet when it burst from Zhao Jinduo’s mouth, it sounded like thunder weighing ten thousand jun, leaving everyone dizzy and disoriented.

Suddenly, Lu Rufeng remembered what Shen Youbai had said in the restaurant last time. Although he had never believed that Shen Youbai could uncover anything by investigating Cheng Mo, for some inexplicable reason, he had Assistant Wang invite him inside.

Chris found the man’s appearance vaguely familiar. He felt as though he had seen him somewhere before, but after thinking it over, he seemed not to know any foreigners—and this man was not anyone Chris himself knew.

Through the red bridal veil and under the faint light, Sima Huiru saw only a hazy figure being dragged and shoved out by the servants. Her heart felt as though it were being twisted by knives, her very soul torn apart, while tears poured down her face.

“No need, Chris.” Hank hurriedly shook his head. “You must be joking. Just look at those thick thunderclouds in the sky. If he really unleashes that attack, the destructive power will certainly be more than a little overwhelming.”

Etiquette? Was their idea of etiquette to call him and livestream themselves while they were having sex?

“I love it so much!” Zhang Shuhua exclaimed excitedly. She reached out to grab Chen Wen’s hand, but halfway there she remembered that her own hand was covered in mud and withdrew it.

As for Qiao Yi, the moment he realized Bo Hen’s sinister intentions, he and Huang Yueming immediately turned around and tried to leave. Clearly, however, it was not going to be that simple.

It was the first emotional outburst in so many days. All the panic that had been suppressed inside them snapped free like a broken string and erupted at once.

Once he had confirmed the location, Zhao Dezhu charged over without hesitation. Fortunately, there was no one else in his classroom at the time. Otherwise, the sight might have frightened someone into a heart attack. This was a person vanishing into thin air—the figure before his eyes had disappeared in the blink of an eye. Just thinking about it was terrifying.

Although the voice was still that of a child, there was not the slightest trace of innocence in its gloomy tone. Instead, it sounded like a ruthless and heartless villain, sending chills down anyone’s spine.

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Villains all followed much the same logic. They never considered how much harm they had done to others. As long as someone had wronged them even slightly, they would immediately give rise to malicious thoughts.

Inside, Zhao Dezhu sat cross-legged in meditation. He naturally understood the impact that the deaths of so many experts had had on the outside world, but none of that mattered. During meditation, he had no idea how much time had passed—perhaps about three days. With neither sunlight nor stars, there was no way to tell whether it was day or night.

Christian spoke with a hint of arrogance. Although he no longer disliked Yang Chen as much as before, an artist’s aesthetic sensibilities made it impossible for him to accept such an outfit.

At that moment, Zhou Feng spat blood and collapsed limply to the ground. At the same time, the three men from the Tang family were forced several steps backward by an invisible, tremendous force. Tang Li’s clothes were completely soaked through with sweat.

“We’ll follow the direction of these blood trails and see whether we can discover anything!” Ye Tian said.

Yao Ling was naturally overflowing with gratitude. She bade He Chang farewell, but as she left, she glanced at Mia’er behind Xue Hao with a strangely suggestive smile.

The strength of a single finger had created a disturbance even greater than the whole hand of Yi Sha’s puppet moments earlier.

This might not be good news for him. After all, he and the Martial God had a blood feud. If the Martial God were allowed to grow stronger, the consequences would certainly be terrifying, and he would inevitably be the first one killed.

Zhao Liang saw that Li Shiqing was at least five feet six inches tall by his estimate. She had a slender figure, fair skin, delicate features, and a beautiful face. Earlier, her car had fallen into the Hui River and Zhao Liang had rescued her. Her long hair now hung loose around her shoulders, still dripping wet.

Cultivation itself was unpredictable. Who could say what kind of cultivator you might become the very next second? It was nothing like the biological or technological paths, where there were only a handful of possible routes.

He was refined in speech, dignified, and beautiful. Compared with Gu Ling, he was just as handsome.

From Yun Biechen’s complexion alone, it was clear that his injuries were severe. He would likely need at least three to five months to recover completely.

Black Impermanence heard the four old ghosts talking like that. His face darkened, and with a sweep of his hand toward them, he flung out an iron chain and immediately bound all four of them.

Yuan J inchen had a fine figure and differed little from the original body. During this period, Su Yinyin had taken good care of him, and he was becoming increasingly similar to the original.

Zheng Tian raised his brows. He glanced at Qin Yuan刚 ahead, then at Ye Minghan beside him. He was just about to speak when Ye Minghan preemptively steered the conversation elsewhere.

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Meng Shaoqiu let out a sigh. Hearing it, Ruoxue felt deep down that she was about to be scolded. Yet there was no denying that time could change a person.

Bo Chang whispered a few words to the captain of the guards beside him. The captain stared at Bo Chang in astonishment, hesitation written across his face.

Had he left the Wild Wolf Squad? But she had asked around, and he had not left. Perhaps he was truly disappointed and was hiding from her because he did not want to see her.

The familiar smell of printer’s ink drifted through the crack beneath the door and into the corridor. No one spoke in the lifeless office. The sound of the spring door opening rang out at the entrance, but no one raised their head.

Thinking of this, her mood grew heavy—both because of herself and because of Ye Minghan.

She had heard Shuhan mention her insomnia before. However, it seemed to have improved somewhat recently.

“But I have one condition.” Ye Minghan gazed obsessively at Shuhan, completely ignoring the fact that Meng Qianyue and Ji Fengjiao were still seated across from him.

Because the original body’s consciousness had been exceptionally tenacious, he would never have found an opportunity to devour it in one stroke if that accident had not occurred. It was not until eight or nine o’clock the following morning that he showed the slightest signs of awakening.

They were neither relatives nor friends, yet they had gone so far as to enthusiastically arrange jobs for the entire family and make plans for the children’s schooling. Such kindness was truly… so immense that they did not even know how they could repay it.

In this battle, the two of them had contributed the most. It was only because they had restrained the enemy that Ye Qing had been able to kill the Frost Giant Serpent successfully.

In ancient times, weddings were generally held at dusk. The Miao people of Insect Valley had preserved many customs from antiquity, so even the time of their weddings was arranged according to ancient practice.

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