Chapter 39: Gu Qian

Assassinada pelos próprios pais, retorno como o Rei do Inferno Ye Heiyu 2415 words 2026-08-04 05:48:23

Just as the old beggar was about to reveal the name of the mastermind, a venomous snake as thick as a bowl emerged from his throat. It swallowed his tongue alive, bit through his throat, and killed him on the spot. I was completely caught off guard. After killing the old beggar, the snake was not satisfied; it lunged at me like a sharp arrow, clearly intending to take my life as well.

Susan tried to contact 5270, only to discover that her communication with the Blue Bird seemed to have been intercepted. He had always been strong, but after his mother had spoken so clearly—that Uncle Ghost Face was his second father, and seeing his mother so unhappy now—he felt the weight of it all. If the Feng family were to be wiped out today, he feared how outsiders would mock his incompetence. Given the Emperor's temperament, he could never remain indifferent when it came to Yueyue.

The news of Rong Qian’s pregnancy still managed to surprise everyone. Yun Shuiyue stared at Rong Qian’s belly from time to time; it was flat, revealing nothing, yet she remained astonished. Why would she have a child at such a time? Or perhaps, she never imagined she would ever have a child at all.

Rong Qian suddenly grabbed his hand with all her might. Although her consciousness was fading, she could still clearly see that incomparably handsome face. "Did I ever tell you... I love you... I love you so very much..." Her gentle voice gradually weakened and faded away, and her half-closed eyes finally succumbed to their weight, slowly shutting. For six years, he had lived in a tangle of hatred and love for her. He wanted to resent her, yet he loved her all the deeper.

When Bo Chong'er was twenty-four, she used the reputation of the Bo Imperial Group’s princess to open an entertainment magazine agency. In her business rivalries, she spared no expense to poach every single employee from the competing company. However, because Plant Masters have low survival rates on the battlefield, few high-level ones grow up safely. Consequently, among the current twenty-four people, there are only six Plant Masters.

Since Ziyun Yuan began practicing the Reaper’s Cut, he had used this power frequently, and his body had been eroded by death energy. Had it not been for the protection of the Creation Fruit, Ziyun Yuan would likely have already become a walking corpse. Ye Feng had an excellent memory and listened intently in class, so he naturally understood that once the Life-and-Death Curse took shape, it would radiate the extreme auras of both life and death. The aura of life was manageable, but the aura of death would strike fear into the hearts of the spirit beasts targeted, making them terrified to ever experience such a feeling again.

Bao Jiang noticed the disturbance and, after settling the affairs of the gambling den, emerged to find total chaos; he had no choice but to lead his men to restore order. I clearly saw his eyes fixed on Cheng Pingping as she walked away, and I couldn't help but wonder if they were planning a secret rendezvous. After all, a human head is attached to the neck with shock-absorbing properties, and a body rotating with centrifugal force allows the full power of a kick to be unleashed on the crown of the head—a technique quite suitable for dealing with humanoid monsters that only attack in straight lines.

But that does not mean I was not surprised; I was curious. Since Gong Jue had deduced my identity, why did she seem so calm about the result, showing no sign of anomaly? For Mery, as an exchange student from Greece living in Japan, the lifestyle, daily routine, and safety were different, and because her appearance stood out, she had experienced many things. I wanted to use this cynical, playful attitude toward life to bury the bitterness and sorrow deep within my heart.

The middle-aged Soul Emperor was struck with immense shock at the sight; his face filled with terror, and he shouted out loud, yet he was unable to move or dodge. Qin Xuan stared at Yuan Qi with a cold gaze. He had no grievances with Yuan Qi, but for Yuan Qi to use a treasure like the Heaven and Earth Chessboard the moment he attacked showed he intended to kill him.

Afterward, Yin Shixiu followed Wu Yao out of the cockpit, as Wu Yao intended to show him the remote-controlled bombs equipped on the yacht. It tossed the historian’s corpse aside, bared its sharp, saw-like teeth at the crowd below the stage, and licked the blood from its lips with satisfaction.

At this moment, Liu Hongshen realized that all the firing points in the buildings around the street had gone silent. Not only were grenades falling from the rooftops, but there was also the sound of gunfire. Looking at Zhang Xueling, her forehead was glistening with sweat; although she hadn't expended as much physical strength as Li Dong, it was clear that the intense exertion had left her exhausted. Others looked on with changed expressions; this Flood Dragon was born with a cruel and ferocious nature, inherently carrying dark attributes that could easily influence a martial artist’s state of mind, potentially leading them to go mad and fall into the demonic path, losing their true self.

Once in the carriage, Prince Chen leaned against the wall, closing his eyes to rest. It was no use; his mind and heart were completely occupied by that look in Yue’er’s eyes and her questioning words. "By the way, the location of one of the maps has been roughly circled!" Captain Song suddenly remembered something and spoke up again.

Everyone walked along the tunnel, digging as they went, and before they knew it, they had traveled about five hundred meters inside. The bag of pearls held by the second-in-command was gradually becoming heavier. At the Western Suburb Imperial Mausoleum, there was a giant sinkhole, and the culprit was a boulder over ten feet long. At this moment, this culprit that had fallen from the sky lay there quietly, entirely black.

Li Bin also noticed a pool of water in another corner of the stone chamber. Seeing the recipe describe the effects of the water from the Mysterious Underworld Cold Pool as so miraculous, his curiosity was piqued. He walked over to the pool and leaned down to feel the intensity of its freezing cold with his hand. These few sentences finally pulled Wang Ying out of his lust-crazed state, barely managing to cover up his behavior.

She now knew that the mysterious force that had secretly infiltrated from underground was the five members of the Mo family; they had come to plot for the Snow Soul Bead. Now that the bead was in her hands, who knew if they would start harboring suspicions? Choji tried once more to wake Ino: "Ino! Ino!" But Ino still showed no response.

On the way, I often looked at my face in the mirror. The more I looked, the more satisfied I became, and I decided not to tell Lin Wenxin for now, planning to give her a big surprise when I returned. The official ranks of the Beiting Protectorate were equivalent to those of the Anxi Protectorate, though the grades and levels were one to three tiers lower. The most obvious difference was that Zhao Su, the Protector of Beiting, did not hold the title of "Grand Protector," and the Beiting Protectorate was temporarily under the jurisdiction of the Anxi Protectorate.

Qin Wan did not show the slightest displeasure, though she felt a tinge of regret in her heart—Chen Xuan, while a clever man, was a bit slow in his reactions and insights. Hearing Cang Cangui Er directly poke at his old wounds, Chiba Reihuo was instantly enraged, but what could anger do? Lin Feng did not hesitate for a second; he grabbed the nearest ninja and delivered an elbow strike straight to his face. With a "bang," the ninja’s nasal bone collapsed, blood surged out immediately, and Lin Feng followed up with a kick that sent the ninja flying to the side.