34 The Heartless Scum Who Abandoned His Wife and Children (9)

Batman remained silent, leaving Oriane to make the selection. The outcome of their mutual choice darkened his expression; already burdened with the violent divine title, now tyranny had also chosen him.

Xiya even harbored a malicious thought: this fellow might need five hundred years just to decipher the rules of the barrier, then another five hundred years to accumulate strength. By the time he emerged, the King of Tears would have turned to dust.

“What? How did you get hurt like this?” Zhuo Lu rushed in, alarmed, and hurried forward to check on Xiao Mohan’s back.

Su Qingzhi, under normal circumstances, disliked going to the East Garden and thus was unaware of her parents’ current relationship.

Jia Yan, unaware that she had thoroughly offended Zhang Zhaorong, mistakenly believed Zhang’s subdued demeanor was because of her fondness for Jia Yan and her reluctance to enter the palace. Secretly delighted, she did not realize that Zhang had long been watching her closely, ready to sabotage her plans at the slightest move.

At that moment, Qin Huanhuan, walking ahead, suddenly stopped, then turned around to bow politely to Du Weiming before continuing forward.

Peng Lie knew that Wen Tingzhan was angry now. He was not foolish; if he were in Wen’s place, seeing the lady he cherished being stared at so blankly without reacting, it would have taken great restraint not to intervene. He quickly expressed his thanks and left.

However, Nina clearly did not take this lightly. She deliberately made mistakes and played dumb to attract Arthur’s attention, even requiring him to repeatedly teach her the proper way to serve tea and water, patiently guiding her hand.

Ye Yaoguang understood this principle as well. She did not hold high hopes, but when the spirit sacrifice was abruptly rejected, she could not help but feel disappointed. Now that the Kirin’s corpse had decayed—after being cruelly treated by Ge Tian long ago—there was no chance to retrieve it anymore.

“I just think my perspective is unique. It has nothing to do with you.” She enjoyed teasing this man more and more. Although she often lost the verbal sparring, it was endlessly fun.

He truly needed an outlet now. He could not accept Hao Xin’s lack of love for him, nor her infidelity. Moreover, she allowed others to hack into his company’s data repeatedly.

Su Yan responded softly, eyes narrowing slightly as he gazed at the rising smoke in the distance, lost in thought.

“Oh? Then we shall wait and see. Within a hundred years, the seal will surely be broken. When that time comes, I want to see who can still stop us. In ancient times, you had many strong warriors but could not defeat our clan. Now your bloodline has weakened—what do you have left to fight us with?” Chu Qingyi sneered.

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Hao Xin was reluctant; she and Hao Meng had already troubled others so much—how could she bear to trouble them again?

Hearing this, Xia Yenuo smiled brightly, almost dazzling Hao Xin. This girl finally stopped rejecting him so strongly. Yet he still needed to clarify what came next; he did not want her to regret.

“It’s only natural. Rest assured, I will slowly help you grow into an outstanding Holy Dragon of the Demon Dragon Clan. But…” Could you call me something else in the future?

The pair of swords, though plain in shape and simple in pattern, after several exchanges, had fully withstood the energy-infused onslaught of Wan Ren, proving they were no ordinary weapons.

The surrounding castle had fallen into ruin. Many dragon knights were fiercely slaying the undead within the city. Without their leader, the undead were fragmented and destroyed; total annihilation was only a matter of time.

“But why call only me? Why not let Mother come with you…” Jiang Qi looked at his sister’s impatience, feeling something was amiss, and hurriedly asked.

With that, arms tracing intricate patterns in the air, the starlight dimmed and dark clouds gathered, as if the heavens were collapsing—a cataclysmic force comparable to the end of the world.

“Brother, if you keep this up, I’ll call for help. This is the global realm, not a place where you can do as you please.” Song Jingzhi’s delicate cheeks flushed red.

“Xu Guang wanted to say something else but was stopped by Mo Mo.” You say I don’t have the qualifications to join that so-called Team 3?

Song Jingzhi was rejected. Seeing Liang Jincheng weak and ill in bed, she did not disturb further and left.

If Chou Chulin was surprised, it was precisely when he found himself outmatched—two fists could not defeat four hands—that suddenly a soft body collided with him. Even a seasoned warrior like him had never experienced such a thing. Instinctively, he tried to push the person away, placing his hand on her shoulder, but no matter how hard he tried, she would not budge.

Perhaps Xu Suhua’s father had already sensed the secret in her heart, though not in detail.

Though Yang Guang became emperor, he remained powerless against the Cihang Jingzhai. Moreover, most of his attention was devoted to the aristocratic clans and the imperial examination system, leaving little energy to deal with Cihang Jingzhai.

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As Ye Feng scrutinized Yang Guang, Yang Guang’s gaze roamed up and down Ye Feng. After obtaining the Longevity Technique, Yang Guang had investigated Ye Feng thoroughly. Aside from not knowing his origins, he had a good grasp of everything else.

But then again, Chi Jin had not been at the mansion and probably did not know whether Ye Feng had eaten properly.

Xuan Ci, believing Ma Dayuan had died by his signature technique and thinking Ma had helped him, stirred Murong Bo’s murderous intent.

“I told you it’s not meant for you.” Xia Mumu stomped anxiously. Was this a misunderstanding? How many times did she have to say it?

When you stand high, there will always be those trying to pull you down. They grasp your fine shoes and muddle your thoughts.

Deng Yanshan was no stranger to grand occasions; though his face was grim, he calmly directed everyone.

She thought that if Zhou Zeyu acted excessively or tried to barge in, she would immediately slam the door shut with force.

No one outside could enter because the gates to the Poisonous Swamp closed automatically, and they could not open them.

The buzz-cut man’s hoarse voice fixed on Gu Yu like prey; his right hand slowly drew a short knife from his waist.

At the mention of “hotpot,” Ruan Jin’an’s eyes widened instantly, saliva almost uncontrollable.

Meanwhile, Angel Leng, having been tricked into limping by Youju, was giving Youju a cup of milk, cleaning up, bathing Youju, and coaxing Youju to sleep in turn.