Every time you mention him, I will kiss you.

Meng Shuyue ran all the way out of the hospital, carrying the insulated food jar.

At the hospital entrance.

Mother Meng was still chatting idly with a few newly acquainted neighborhood matrons.

"My son-in-law dotes on my daughter so much. Even when he was sick, he still insisted on keeping my daughter close and affectionate in the hospital room!"

"Well, if he weren't sick, wouldn't your daughter be the happiest person alive? What a blessing! I bet you'll be holding a little grandson soon."

A flash of unnaturalness crossed Mother Meng's face, and as she turned her head, she saw...

Below was the boundless surface of the sea, while the sky was a fiery ocean of flames. The heaven and earth seemed to have been replaced by the ocean and roaring fire, expanding wildly with an overwhelming momentum that swept through everything.

Having arrived four years later, Sceptile actually had many lingering questions, but due to various reasons upon his initial arrival, he had not delved deeply into them. For instance, bypassing the Pokémon Center earlier was one of Sceptile's questions.

After a long while, he let out a long breath, pulled out his rolling suitcase and set it behind him, then retrieved a canvas duffel bag containing his changes of clothes. He would get a good rest tonight and hit the road back to Luyang City at dawn.

Glistening points of light drifted away one by one from Su Yuehong's forehead. This was the light of her spiritual awareness, which was instantly snatched into the palm of Lian Haiping's hand. Su Yuehong's eyes immediately went dull and she stood completely motionless.

Then, taking the wonderful existence now known as Natural-type Devil Fruits—back then referred to as Native-type Devil Fruits—as a blueprint, brand-new Devil Fruits were created. In the beginning, these were all fruits modeled after animals, and they were called Zoan-type.

Fang Mengbao frowned as she stared blankly out the narrow window. The afterglow of the sunset dyed the horizon a deep crimson, resembling the tear-reddened eyes of her crying self in a dream.

She felt terrified and wary. So this was Shen Qinghong's true formidable power? Yet with a mere flick of his finger, he could alter life and death, turning a place previously brimming with vitality into a zone of absolute death.

Yet Zhangsun Xiu happened to be the accommodating type who could never refuse a request. Following the distribution of the perfume, her sisters, enticed by their husbands, fathers, and brothers at home, began demanding strong liquor from Zhangsun Xiu.

"Eh? Sceptile, who is taking the Gym Trainer assessment, isn't here?" Aida muttered in bewilderment upon seeing Joy's side completely empty.

Though the avatar did not understand why this was happening, it was the optimal time for him to search for his true body. In the absence of the main body, the fate of the avatar and the various cultivators of Lushan Mountain within the Spirit Land remained precarious.

As the overlord of Central Sea, ruling over the magic metropolis for decades and well-versed in the world's blade techniques, Tian Xuan nevertheless felt a terrifying sense of helplessness at this moment, as if his opponent could casually execute moves that would catch him completely off guard.

Yet what they failed to notice was that when confronted with that massive baleful aura, their bodies unconsciously emitted a faint purple glow, seemingly acting as a form of divine protection.

At this time, Zhong Tianrong and his companion had already led their men to drive the martial artists with weaker cultivation around the arena away from the stage.

The voice was laden with killing intent and utter brutality, even carrying sonic wave divine powers that left those five people with blank minds and utterly bewildered expressions.

Having no other choice, the enemy captain had to return to the vehicle. The truck slowly started up and drove toward Mandunzi.

However, these items were a bit expensive for ordinary people; good caterpillar fungus, for instance, could sell for hundreds of yuan a catty.

Actually, it wasn't that there was a problem with Zhong Lingxiu's character, but rather that within her mindset, such a concept seemed entirely nonexistent, which made Ye Wudao all the more curious as to where she had actually come from.

With no other option, only Buddhist martial arts could channel internal energy, and Chen Hao could no longer afford to hold back if he wanted to win.

"Didn't you say that once someone contracts congenital cardiac anemia, they can't engage in strenuous exercise, and Black Fox's career is essentially over? What's going on now?" Qin Haisheng pursued the question.

By the time He Xiuyan reacted, she found herself suspended in mid-air, with a pitch-black abyss right beneath her feet. Fear instantly drained the color from her face.