Deal with Qin Shuli, you can skip that part.

The spiritual herbs in the garden were full of vitality and overflowing with a fresh fragrance; some were just sprouting, while others were in full bloom. Yang Que observed them closely for a moment, recognizing more than half of them.

Now, he had truly achieved a mind as calm as still water. He needed to adjust his mental state first, as panicking would only make matters worse and resolve nothing at all.

Li Mimi wished she could abuse her power to cuff Qin Yuan! This was the exact line she had once used when she wanted to default on a debt, and now it was being thrown right back at her.

"What's a few thousand years? You've had us worrying and yearning for thousands of years! You owe us compensation!" With so many wives, there were bound to be a few who were brazen. The bolder ones, like Zhu Yin and the others, took the lead and shouted.

The big guy in front of her was the county magistrate? Her mind was in complete chaos. As she looked at the leaders from the Education Bureau and Principal Mo's terrified, sycophantic attitude, this didn't seem to be fake? This fellow was actually the county magistrate's most important person, yet she had openly cursed him?

Although he wasn't tired, flying at night in an unfamiliar place was more dangerous than ever. Even with numerous treasures protecting him, he absolutely could not afford to be careless or reckless.

The youthful Qin Yuan not only wanted to taste the flavor of Liu Xin's cooking, but he also wanted to taste the flavor of her body.

What kind of miracles would the collaboration between Hong and... create? Of course, what the fans cared about even more was being able to hear songs composed by Wang Yun.

Holding the chair, Zhuo Yun wore a smile at the corner of his mouth as he looked at Xiao Zhiyuan, who was kowtowing. He showed no surprise at Xiao Zhiyuan's panicked kowtowing; everything was entirely within his expectations.

Lin Dalong secretly sized him up: Is this for real or fake? Are you really that saintly? Completely unmoved by this position? Still, given Meng Shu's strength, if his nomination goes through, dealing with him will be extremely difficult. You getting him knocked down couldn't be better.

***

"Boom!" The shattering of the Demon-Suppression Ground was equivalent to the shattering of an entire world. After this world shattered, countless laws would scatter in all directions, while the Taiji Diagram within Li Ning's body spun rapidly.

"Come on, cut the crap. Let's see if your numbers are more impressive, or if my fists are stronger." Li Hao had no desire to cooperate with such people. Despite facing immense danger, a person sometimes could not bow their head; even in death, they had to maintain their true character.

It was already late at night when Lin Hanxi and her group sneaked into the inn. Qingge went ahead as the vanguard and scouted out Leng Wuchen's exact residence, whereupon Gongsun Jing took out the sleeping incense she had prepared.

With two muffled bangs, the gun in Li Zhiming's hands dropped to the ground. Then, with two more bangs, Li Zhiming collapsed to his knees, blood pouring from his hands and feet as he bared his teeth and screamed.

She was clearly supposed to be granted freedom, yet she was once again plunged into an abyss of suffering, and he was the absolute architect of this tragedy.

Though my heart was chaotic, my mind was clearer than ever. I greedily relished the scent of Lillard, wishing to imprint this warmth and happiness in the very last moment.

"Reason." Pei Junhao flicked another cigarette out. Chen Quan moved to light it for him, but he waved his hand away. The lighter remained in his palm; apart from that porcelain doll, it was the only gift Mu Zhihan had ever given him.

In truth, my lifespan was no different from Xuanyuan Tingye's; I could not live past a year. Because I defied the Heavenly Dao and mastered supreme martial arts, the price of this power was a shortened lifespan. I had drawn upon my future years in advance to practice those miraculous arts, and my future vitality had long since been completely exhausted.

Mu Ximei felt only a wet sensation on her face before she saw a dark shadow in front of her slowly collapse, the air filled with a fishy, sweet scent. Catching the falling shadow, Mu Ximei reached out with trembling hands to touch the Ninth Prince's face, but he remained completely unresponsive.

I opened my eyes to see Lillard shielding Heselin with his body, while Shaman lay sprawled to the side in utter disbelief, pinned down by Vivian.

***

Su Zhuohua licked her dry lips, instantly bringing a hint of moisture to them. Pressing down with both hands, she vaulted up onto the eaves in a few agile leaps and landed on the ridge tiles. Feeling a cool warmth in her hand, she paused in surprise.

Without a flicker of emotion in her eyes, Qiu Xue calmly shook the Blood Soul Sword in her hand, lifted her foot, and continued walking.

Naturally, the most depressed person in the entire venue was Chang An. He had investigated thoroughly beforehand; at this hour, many of Han Changsheng's descendants should still be practicing their swords at home, leaving only those out-name disciples of lesser strength at the sword hall. That was why he had spent a heavy sum to hire a master who was not particularly famous in Dongfang City, but possessed formidable strength and excelled in saber techniques.

Jian Na was half a year older than Jian Ni, but she had a somewhat introverted personality and was not fond of talking. Just like her mother, she was not particularly skilled at winning the old master's favor, and consequently, she was far less favored in the Jian family than Jian Ni.

She blinked and looked at Bo Jingsi, only to see the tall and straight-backed youth leaning against the side, idly toying with his fingers.

No matter how extreme the Snake Spear Douluo's offensive power was, it could not withstand the suppression of the world's number one tool spirit over other tool spirits.

When Liu Yun returned home, he found that Lin Xueer had already gone to sleep and had even double-locked her bedroom door.

This was a brief dizziness; after suffering a violent blow, recovering required at least a few seconds.