Volume One, Chapter 53: Rescuing a Precious Treasure

Hearing this, Han Lu’s face suddenly darkened as she lowered her voice and snapped at Luo Liang, "Husband, what are you talking about? What kind of person do you take me for? What do you mean I'll be turned and defect in just a few minutes? What is your implication? Are you saying my will is weak and I lack discernment and judgment?"

Cultivate and cultivate further. Sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room, Feng Ling followed the methods Crane Fairy had taught him a few years ago, forming hand seals and meditating to sense the presence of spiritual Qi in the air.

Black Gardenia had long been disciplined by Chubby Face. When the border police were far away, it barked at his insteps; when they were at a medium distance, it barked at his knees; when they were close, it jumped up to bark right at the brim of his hat.

If these people were willing to face Long Jun in direct combat without using firearms, Long Jun would have already disposed of them long ago. How could he possibly have entangled with them for so long?

Yang Mei and Mu Lan'er were so frightened that their faces turned pale, utterly unable to comprehend what Long Jun was actually saying.

According to tradition, the first day of the lunar new year was reserved for paying respects to familiar elders, and it had to be done in the morning. Doing so in the afternoon would appear disrespectful.

The moment the screams echoed, Hu Dahai's body slammed directly into a large pine tree by the roadside.

Black Gardenia hurriedly prevaricated, "I'm just checking if this dress fits properly, and I'll go back to sit by the dining table immediately." In truth, Black Gardenia didn't want to stay even for a single minute, and only said this because she was being coerced by the invisible giant bees.

After running a dozen meters away, he turned back to glare viciously at Peacock and the others, his mouth moving, though no sound could be heard.

Lin Jinhua smiled as she watched her leave, her gaze gradually growing deeper. Although the Marquis of Dingnan had distant ties with Consort De and had indeed helped Zhao Kan in their past lives, he was extremely arrogant and conceited, cared little for wealth but was fond of women, and his childlessness for many years was also a sore point. If she could bring him under control, she would sever yet another of Zhao Kan's arms.

Above him, Boss Wu and the middle-aged man who had appeared at the village entrance exchanged glances, yet did not make a move immediately.

That was precisely what I wanted to ask about as well. Since he brought it up on his own initiative, it saved me the trouble of figuring out how to start the conversation.

This afforded a certain degree of peace and quiet for Madam Guo and the others. However, Luo Qingqian always felt that the other party being too quiet boded no good. After all, in a few months she would reach womanhood, and the other party would have to return the shop. If they played any tricks during these few intervening months, her family's days would still not be easy.

Guo Zirui returned by the afternoon. Knowing that the two must have matters to discuss, Leng Moxin claimed she needed to coax the children into a midday nap, leaving the time to the siblings.

"Kill!" Yu Huan withdrew his gaze and suddenly roared fiercely. As Yu Huan charged forward holding his halberd, the numerous demonic cultivators blocking his path immediately urged their mounts forward, shouting as they launched themselves into the fray. In the eyes of these demonic cultivators, terrifying red gleams flashed, as if they wished to tear Yu Huan apart alive.

Upon hearing Sheryl's remarks, the expressions of the other four instantly turned to disgust. Madam Red furrowed her brows and inquired.

He felt several needles being inserted into the injured area of his arm. Strangely enough, after these few punctures, he felt slightly better. A moment later, his body was suddenly scooped up, as if the other party intended to move him elsewhere.

Since gentle methods proved useless, Donald took a sip of his lemonade and decided to administer something more stimulating.

After finally waiting until Sweetheart failed and retreated to the side to wait, those people successively took out their phones to post messages online.

Finally, Zhuo Yifan gave up on continuing his assault on the boss. It was now impossible to defeat the boss in a short time, and the only recourse was to defeat these Glory players and then make alternative plans.

"We still have matters to attend to, let's chat another time if we get the chance!" Seeing Yang Dan seemingly reaching for her phone, I hastily spoke up.

"Second brother, have you checked our surroundings for anything abnormal?" Yang Feng refused to believe that his wife could simply vanish into thin air.

"Halberd and shield soldiers step forward, archers fall back, kill the enemy." The moment Jiang Qun saw the enemy forces charge forward, he slung his bow across his back, seized a large shield, gripped his short halberd tightly, and gave the order.

A single remaining gatekeeper plummeted to the ground, supporting himself with one hand. Led by First Kill, countless netherworld ghost claws were summoned; these ghost claws could fend off attacks and even reflect them, yet the "卍" symbol appeared far from simple.

And most importantly, Liu Qing and the others had all vanished. Yang Mang had not expected that after entering the fourth trial of the Void Temple, everyone would actually be separated. The third trial was manageable, as the dangers were visible, but this fourth trial, judging purely by the environment, was bizarre to the extreme.

Yet the Pope was truly the Pope; his internal thoughts were scarcely fewer than Ji Kai's, while the expression on his face never once shifted.

"This minister is bound to enter the palace." Old General Ding had no alternative; how could the manor guards of the Ding residence possibly trade blows with Prince Jin's retainers? However, since he held the righteous stance in this matter, he had no fear that Zixuan would actually make off with his son.

This was indeed a lingering puzzle for Willow in the Wind. The moment Tianxia went live, the old faith of Qingyi had inexplicably returned. To everyone's utter shock, a fledgling faction named Mysterious Moon Eternity had suddenly joined, completely integrating the entirety of Qingyi into its fold.

Stationed behind the sect disciples were the Ice-Heart disciples who healed the world, acting as the steadfast backbone of the warriors of the Great Wilderness.

Only a wisp of dim red light remained on the horizon. As the setting sun dipped down, it made the lavish and opulent Rongguo Mansion appear even more resplendent than it had by daylight.

Ye Shiqin's face flushed crimson, seemingly believing that Wang Tao had already agreed. She reached out with trembling hands to unbutton her shirt, causing her full breasts to heave as a pair of fair treasures eagerly sprang forth.

Had this been a TVB drama, Xiong Ruiyi would surely have assumed that those red, white, and blue plastic bags on the ground were stuffed with dismembered corpses.

Most actors suffered from excessive stress, overwork, and too little sleep. In her past life, Chu Luoxi had also experienced such periods of extreme irritability, only learning how to gradually regulate herself as she gained more experience.

"Just the two of us? That might not be very appropriate." Hua Qianying suddenly felt a flutter of panic, appearing somewhat bashful.

"This, is this real?" Looking at the falling plush toy, Li Wu still wore a look of disbelief.

It seemed that every sect still retained a Saint-level swordsman guarding their grounds, presumably due to mutual suspicion among the three factions, with no one daring to concentrate their entire workforce in a single location.

Ziyan pouted coquettishly. Coupled with her hazy gaze, Liu Chang's fierce expression instantly melted away, transforming into a gaze as gentle as water.