Volume 1, Chapter 48: Darling, You... Finally Back

In the relief station, Ye Ling could truly feel it.
People, indeed, were busy!
Yet everyone's hearts were tied together by a single thread.
Every single person was genuine!
Genuine help, genuine gratitude.
Even someone as tiny as the infant Ye Ling could sense the goodwill.
As for Liu Qiaohui and Shi Jincui, it went without saying.
The two of them were like pumped-up fighters, working tirelessly every single day without feeling tired.
Had it not been for a letter, it was likely Liu Qiaohui and Shi Jincui wouldn't have wanted to leave this place at all.
However, they refused to cheer for Fang Zheng; for them, cheering for a good-for-nothing who had once been inferior to them was nothing short of a slap to the face.
He stopped his hands and allowed the guards to capture him. These guards were disciples from the outer courtyard, and while they looked at him with admiration, duty bound them to take him before the inner courtyard elders.

The members of the Heavenly Corpse Clan seated there looked at Ao Tianfan with incredulity, unable to understand why he would compromise. With Qiu Tian as the number one enemy of the Heavenly Corpse Clan, if he were left to roam free, given his skills as a embalmer, it probably wouldn't be long before he could rally another formidable army.
The moment Fang Zheng heard him mention his parents cleaning toilets, his anger flared. He lunged forward fiercely, knocking Fang Jiufu down with a single punch, and within two or three blows, beat him until his face resembled a pig's head.
Duan Xiu's expression grew grave. Qing Shan's strength far surpassed hers; even before the opponent made a move, she could already feel a terrifying pressure.
"Humph humph, surrender? In your dreams! Look at what this is!" Fang Yuxian pointed at the table and said.
Her gaze shifted back to Xue Ping'an beside her. Why had he come all this way specifically to tell her about this matter?
This abyss seemed to have no bottom. Qu Wei and Hu Yu'er felt as though they had been falling for a long time without ever hitting the ground.
So why was this? How could a demon possibly conceal all its demonic Qi without being detected by immortal cultivators? Could it be that he possessed some heavenly treasure to mask his own demonic aura?
"Elder sister, do you like it?" Er Sha looked foolishly at Su Wangniang, waiting expectantly for her answer.
Shiroishi Chirena glanced at him, placed the remaining dishes on a tray, and left the bedroom carrying it.
Now she finally knew what Qiu Xuan was terrible at; for instance, drawing, which was nothing more than mere scribbling.
Looking down from above the Western Desert, one would see an endless expanse of golden desert, as though a piece of it had been suddenly swallowed by darkness.
Seeing the leaping tiger beast, Er Ha thought it had come to play with it, and immediately bounded forward to pin the tiger beast beneath it.

The Yin spirit returned to the quiet chamber, and with just a single thought, Li Yan was about to rush back into his physical body, but he abruptly halted his actions.
A few minutes later, the car drove up to the Yin family villa. Su Nian'an couldn't be bothered to help the feigned-drunk Yin Biwei; she got out of the car on her own and watched as a man picked Yin Biwei up. Su Nian'an followed closely behind them until the man laid Yin Biwei flat on the bed.
When fighting against Chu Xunlong just now, the Blind Sword's move had been immensely suppressed, considering the gap between him and Chu Xunlong was simply too vast.
Every single blow he landed did not merely suppress Jiang Yu with raw physical strength; it was even infused with the power of Dao markings.
Strawberry Gradient Parfait—as the name implies, the very bottom layer is a puree made of strawberries, topped with pink ice cream.
The way Shiroishi Chirena tried desperately to conceal something registered in Kurose Izumi's eyes, instantly giving him an odd sensation.
Yet he never imagined that she had laid out such a game of chess from the very moment she handed him the patriarch's token.
At that moment, the Fiend Shadow Emperor let out a miserable scream, then struck Chu Feng with a palm, sending him flying backward, fortunately to be caught by Gu Yue. By this time, however, Chu Feng's shoulder had been directly shattered, his internal energy surging wildly, and his aura began to wither rapidly, seeming just a step away from death.
Tang Mo'er's brush-like eyelashes fluttered, then lowered in lonely self-mockery. He let go of her; he had not chosen her.
When everyone saw the trajectory of the bamboo ring's descent, they shook their heads in unison. A faint smile also appeared on Old Wang's face.