58 Beautiful Man

Li Weifa groaned inwardly, only to realize that his cunning was far inferior to that of the old Cao Cao standing before him. His heart bled profusely, and when he wanted to say something more, he caught the strange, sidelong glances from his industry peers around him and realized that any further words would be pale and powerless.

"That's great! Now I can rest easy." Zhaojun patted her chest, looking utterly adorable. Just as Helian Hun was preparing to make his next move, Zhaojun chimed in with another question.

Aifei glanced indifferently, then paused in surprise. There was no one outside; only a large cake sat by the doorway.

Two clouds of rosy blush instantly rose upon Wang Zixuan's exquisitely clear and flawless face, making her look wonderfully shy and rather reserved.

Listening to the reports from her subordinates, Tian Ling could basically conclude that the newcomers had nothing to do with Mount Tiemu. But who were they, and why were they blocking the road? Doubts swirled in Tian Ling's mind.

After the class ended, Resha finally returned to the long-neglected club room. As soon as he stepped inside, he immediately closed and locked the door behind him. The only people remaining in the room were Resha, Irene, Kongyu, and Xingyu.

When Moxue discovered that the entire Netherworld Lake was surrounded by the heavenly tribulation, a sudden feeling arose within it that the bottom of the Netherworld Lake might not be all that safe after all.

Haifeng couldn't help muttering to himself. After careful consideration, he dialed a phone number—a number he had previously thought he would never, ever call.

Sima Xing and the others all wore awkward expressions. What was supposed to be a grand Demon-Slaying Assembly had ended up with a mighty start and a feeble tail; they had thought they were setting out to catch an eagle, only to end up getting pecked by it instead.

After all, his conflict with Li Juexiao had not reached the point of a life-and-death struggle; Li Juexiao could not possibly have come specifically to take revenge on him.

Of course, the possibility that Ye Feng might directly draw a Blackjack hand could not be ruled out, in which case it would simply end in a tie. In a heads-up wager in Blackjack, if both parties score the same points—whether both are Blackjacks or both total twenty-one—the round results in a tie.

Zesnich spat inwardly. He was not naive; he knew that darkness and sin also lurked among demon hunters, but he had never witnessed it with his own eyes before. Seeing this scene now, he felt an overwhelming surge of anger, watching the justice he upheld being trampled upon.

Coupled with the disdain from his family elders and older brothers, Peng Donglai's personality was bound to become somewhat extreme. What I hadn't expected, however, was that Peng Donglai's extremism would manifest as full-blown unadulterated chuunibyou.

It had to be said that the elderly Tang Guokun was extremely wise; in just a brief moment, he had figured out the critical stakes involved.

In truth, even if Qin Ning's words were false, it no longer mattered that much, because this battle was unavoidable.

"Of course. During the first dual cultivation session, due to prolonged buildup, the effect of the first time is usually doubled before returning to normal afterward," Zhang Kexin said slowly.

They had been abandoned by Kawashima. They wanted to kill Monkey, but Monkey was far too strong for them. They stood no chance in a fight. Thus, they hoped to be conquered by Monkey, hoping that Monkey would use overwhelming force to make them submit completely. That way, Monkey could replace Kawashima's position and become their new master.

Yet his heart remained suspended. Would Monkey and Zhuqing succeed? Did they really have the capability to breach the garrison headquarters of the Japanese devils? Could they safely withdraw? If captured by the devils, would they betray him?

Especially that steward of the Cao family—watching Qin Tian swagger away without daring to utter a single peep, he felt utterly stifled and humiliated inside.

"My dad isn't afraid of me, but he's afraid of my mom!" Yuan Qingdan nimbly dodged Yuan Qingrou's hand and said.

"No, I'm already mentally prepared!" Minglang said calmly. What she left unsaid was that she was no longer afraid of death; on the contrary, she had begun to look forward to that day. When that day came, she would be able to see Grandpa again, and see Mu Yi again. Grudges and grievances alike ought to be settled once and for all.

Tang Zijun's down jacket was very loose. He unzipped it, wrapped Minglang inside his own clothes, and walked back with a cheerful smile.

"No." Bai's reply was as concise as ever. After saying this, its figure vanished, and a halo of light once again enveloped Helian Xun's entire body. A moment later, the halo disappeared, and the Bai that stood before her vanished along with it.

"Let me!" Chengze drew his twin Crimson Flame sabers. Channeling his elemental energy, the blades shone brightly like fire as he slashed fiercely against the left wall.

Liang Bowei and Irene exchanged glances. Irene's gaze ultimately landed on Minglang's hand—Minglang's hand was currently holding onto Zijun's wrist. Her look abruptly turned fierce.

All kinds of rare pill formulas were closely guarded secrets unique to each major family and were never passed around. The formulas circulating in the world were merely common ones like Hemostatic Pills, Primordial Energy Pills, and Blood-Replenishing Pills.

Liu Feng ultimately could not hold back. He turned around, pulled Jiang Fei'er—whose face was streaked with tears and whose eyes were red and swollen—into his arms, and breathed in the faint fragrance of her hair.

Zheng Yilu looked at the steaming cup of milk before her. Her chilled heart melted just a tiny bit. Just as she was hesitating whether to accept it or not, Liu Jinghua's words made her realize once again how naive her thoughts were, thinking that a tiny bit of kindness meant things were truly better.

Long Yin paced back and forth in the same spot, constantly glancing toward the tightly closed door. His heart had risen to his throat, and his eyes held nothing but anxiety, worry, and profound heartache. He swore silently to himself that he would never let her suffer such torment again.

Xu Yang knew that his identity here had to be kept strictly secret at all times if he wanted to have the chance later to enter the White Feather Tribe and smoothly obtain the opportunity to recast a physical body for Lin'er.

"Yes, Your Majesty. The All-Knowing Pavilion has spread throughout the world. The Thunder Emperor—Jiang Feng," Lei Zhan reported, his expression gloomy. He and Jiang Feng were mortal enemies who had hunted each other down several times over, yet he never expected that the other party had now reached the same height as Situ Kong, while he himself had merely become Situ Kong's running dog.