21 Germaphobia

As soon as the weapon reached Xiao Nan's hand, he looked toward the people standing outside in the distance. Waving his sword, his laughter grew louder, and his confidence became increasingly apparent.

Sophie had not returned home for many years and wanted to stay in Xichuan for a while longer. Su Zhixuan understood her feelings well and encouraged her to settle in comfortably. Qi Feiyang and Su Zhixuan then booked their flight back to Lingnan for the following day.

Yu Weiwei was also startled. Her long, beautiful legs took two steps back, and she hurriedly lowered her head, remaining silent; she was somewhat intimidated by this new boss who could turn hostile at the drop of a hat.

"Haha, what is there to be curious about? I have to find a job that pays well; I have to support you in the future, otherwise, I suspect your mother wouldn't be willing to let her prize cabbage be rooted up by a pig like me."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a jolt in their hearts. They exchanged glances, finding it hard to believe Liu Mingyue's words.

Leading them was Jiang Wanlong, the third disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, who had already reached the 8th stage of the Outer Gang Realm, and the other was Wang Yang, the eighth disciple, who was at the 4th stage of the Outer Gang Realm. The two exchanged a look, secretly channeled all their inner energy, and launched a pincer attack on Qi Feiyang from both sides.

After Li Lecheng was reborn, he encountered many old acquaintances he had once thought he would never see again. But for some, seeing them was worse than not seeing them at all.

Song Ziyang frowned, feeling somewhat displeased. But as soon as he thought of the lesson Song Heng would receive, he immediately felt it was worth it.

"Tell me about it." Academician Su looked intrigued, his hands clasped on the desk, leaning forward in a posture of attentive listening.

Qianfeng Mountain is mainly located in Baishui County, Southern Guizhou. It is a mountain system composed of hundreds of peaks, spanning Baishui County and three surrounding cities and counties, which is why the locals call it Qianfeng Mountain.

Once the seed of jealousy is planted, it grows like the most tenacious vine—needing neither wind nor rain, nor any nourishment to thrive—spreading infinitely.

"You must be Zeng Bingbing, right? I am Wang Kang. What would you like to eat?" As he said this, he handed the menu to Zeng Bingbing.

"When did you come back? Do Mom and Dad know you're still alive? I'm worried they'll be terrified if they see you." A flicker of worry crossed Danny's eyes.

After Oh Se-hun finished signing autographs for his fans, his gaze would involuntarily drift toward Mo Linghuan. Seeing her frail state, his heart ached. The reporters were crowding in more and more, and Oh Se-hun was always worried that they might hurt her. Was she still holding a grudge against him?

"I'm sorry! I'm afraid I cannot help you." Lin Xiaoxi dared not look into Amy's eyes, nor could she meet her gaze; she could only savor those complicated thoughts alone. "This kind of thing is not for me to decide!" she added coolly.

"You don't need to know, but you must promise me: when you recover your memory, recover only the most precious memories, okay?" Danny gripped Mo Linghuan's hand tightly, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Huo Jingran looked at Bei and asked, "Can you really divorce? Are you not reluctant?" Although he didn't think Anna was a good match, he didn't want Bei to regret it later.

Almost the instant Yuan Tianyun entered the space, a pitch-black hole appeared around Xuanyuan Yeyan. The hole possessed an unimaginably large suction force and was dense with spatial rifts.

In order to get the money, such a method was not considered too dangerous. The leading man nodded, thought no further, and agreed directly.

Hua Lingluo raised her hand, intending to slap him, but he easily intercepted her wrist and pinned it behind her back. His other hand cupped the back of her head, and his scorching lips pressed down, devouring her inch by inch.

The silence on the other end lasted too long. Holding the phone, Ye Xinxin felt a bead of cold sweat drip down her back, and she finally surrendered.

"Brother... you're hurting me!" Fu Zhichu tried to push him away, but the more she struggled, the harder he pressed down on her shoulders, causing her pain.

"Where is everyone? Weren't they waiting for us? Why such a high-end place?" Three question marks floated in Wang Xiaoyan's mind.

"What is the meaning of this?" Looking at the content of the text message, Su Zijun's mind couldn't process it for a moment.

Jiang Qingluo clearly felt waves of heat rushing deep into her body. She felt reassured; when the man on top of her tried to leave, she refused to let him, insisting on holding him and not allowing him to depart.

Shen Qingluo ran while looking back, and upon confirming that Gu Shaoyang was not following her, she let out a long sigh of relief. She had to hurry back, pack her luggage, and leave this place immediately.

"They conducted a very strict on-site inspection of the Dongchuan Bank last time, uncovered quite a few problems, and took action against many people, right?" Guo Mingsheng asked.

Therefore, after the first casualties appeared, Prince Ye immediately found Pistol and requested that he bury the dead with honors to boost the morale of the survivors.

He did not know how much time had passed; Yang Jin only felt his neck aching and stiff. The sky had already darkened, and Shouyang City was bright with lights, with the songs of the Hu people and the rhythmic sound of drums drifting over from afar.

That scene was too profound for her; it was a high-resolution photograph stored deep in her memory, one that would constantly surface from the depths of her mind, appearing in the nightmares of her youth.

The other party was the powerful Empress Xu, and she had only coveted him in secret without truly "making a move" on Wei Yan... What could Wei Yan do other than endure in silence?

The Imperial Guard that protected the Emperor during the Han Dynasty: they were known as the Yulin Guards, standing before the palace to shoot down birds. The name was derived from the meaning "to be the wings of the country, as lush as a forest." The Yulin Guards had strong combat capabilities and belonged to the Langwei system. Many high-ranking generals emerged from the Yulin ranks, such as Wei Qing and Huo Qubing, among others.

The idea of planting Nanxiu as a spy in the main household was a calculated one. It was partly because Zhao wanted to cause trouble for the Xu family, and partly because she wanted to use Nanxiu's hands to keep the main household in a state of turmoil.

She spoke with a smile, then softly drew the short sword from her waist and cut the hemp ropes binding the two of them with two swift strokes.

Meanwhile, Balang's subordinates were also dumbfounded, their hearts filled with terror.

This was Ling Jingyan's first time at the Crown Prince's Mansion. She quietly observed her surroundings, marveling inwardly.

Yang Yu turned slightly, accepting only half a bow, and said with a smile, "This is the young master of the Wang family, and this..." She paused slightly.

Baizhan Wudi was simple: he let these puppets strike him, then summoned manifestations of blood-colored sword light in his hands to sever their claws, finally tracing the source to cut and destroy the puppets themselves.

Perhaps for a year or two, Man'er would not despise him, but what about three or four years? And after that? Who could guarantee that they would always be as open and sincere as they were today?

"I am Hun Qianjue of the Soul Clan. We have a blood feud with the Xiao family. I have come to exterminate the clan. I ask you all not to interfere; the Soul Hall will surely reward you handsomely in the future!" Fearing that he might attract the interference of powerful figures lurking in Wutan City, Hun Qianjue then projected his voice to the entire city.