Volume 1, Chapter 52: Xia Xiyin is Jealous

Bai Zhenghan was burning with anxiety, his eyes never leaving the emergency room. To make matters worse, two fellows nearby were chattering away like sparrows, making it unbearably noisy.

"Why does Your Majesty love sleeping so much?" Haya simply spoke casually, not expecting an answer from the person who appeared fast asleep.

Li Chen, who had just walked up to the four-way intersection and had not yet crossed at the pedestrian traffic light, suddenly heard a loud bang. Startled, he looked around in all directions, only to discover that a red Mazda 6 Atenza had rear-ended a taxi stopped at the red light.

If he stayed here and ate or drank nothing for three days, he could still sustain his life by doing so. Of course, Li Chen certainly wouldn't go without food; for him, crawling out of the cold abyss and hunting a few pieces of game was ridiculously easy.

"No—" A heaven-shaking roar rang out, eventually fading back into silence. This was the most unsettled night in the entire Dongliang Kingdom, or perhaps one could say, this was the final night belonging to Dongliang.

Over here, Mu Jingqi also looked at Rong Qian, speaking in a low voice: "Have you met Feng Tingxue?" Given her current appearance, she must have met him.

"Right, the replica True Martial Sword!" Just as he watched Zhu Yao fly into a rage and approach him step by step, a weapon suddenly flashed through his mind.

"It's nothing." Could she tell him these things? In his eyes, these probably amounted to nothing at all. Besides, her feelings for him were always so uncertain; did he truly like her? Or... had he always just regarded her as a replacement, a substitute known only to him?

She slipped into an alley, used a street corner to shake off that person, and then hid in the shadows to watch. After a short while, the pursuer chased after her, looking around in all directions to determine Murong Yinzhu's whereabouts.

Crow dragged the Demonic Blade and leaped onto the temple gates, yanked the black chain, and the Demonic Blade flew into his hand. Meanwhile, the black chain wrapped around Crow's right arm and body as if it possessed a spirit, completely acknowledging Crow as its master.

The people from both sides looked at each other and were momentarily stunned, clearly not expecting anyone else to seek trouble with Su Ren.

Compared to his initial rash and haphazard soaring—possessing only a high proficiency in flight through the violent driving of the wind—Li Hongru was now maneuvering with extreme propriety, beginning to exhibit remarkable control.

And while Ye Buhui was enlightened and practicing, the elder and disciples who had previously been disciplined by him had already returned to the sect. At this moment, they were sitting in a secret room with the other elders and the sect master, all of them frowning with solemn expressions.

"Perhaps we are overcomplicating things. Actually, there might be a burial chamber behind the door; maybe Batumu found some way to come and go safely and freely. After all, he lived in the ancient tomb for several years, and he had plenty of time to study a method." Professor Ouyang kept looking at the various doors around them and said thoughtfully.

Su Shengchen's hometown was a small village where just about any villager could claim some distant relation to him, winding and twisting just like the village's architectural layout.

Jin Tian was deeply surprised. Although the cultivation levels of the two were inferior to his own, they were still Deity-Breaking Realm powerhouses. Yet Huiming had forced them back purely with his aura, which he found somewhat hard to believe.

Cao Changqing demonstrated his resolution with practical actions. He finally stepped into the tyrannical path, and his combat strength directly rivaled the young eunuch in Tai'an City and Wang Xianzhi of Wu Emperor City. Among the masters present, apart from Chen Zhibao, not a single person believed they could securely kill Cao Changqing.

"Just what? You won't even listen to my words now? Are you trying to get him killed?" Great-Aunt looked at Huang Yueling at that moment as if looking at an enemy, completely stunning me.

Now everyone could speak, yet she was left like a mute. Would she ever be able to speak again in the future?

Turning his head to look at the handsome young man and his companion not far ahead, Senior Brother Lü and his companion were currently glaring at him with eyes full of murder.

Yan Jie picked up a vase nearby and smashed it over. William laughed loudly and dodged. The vase shattered upon impact, and William let out a tongue-clacking sound.

If one fishes for the sake of catching, one can never reach the loftiest realm of fishing. All things possess a spirit; to save a kindred heart through fishing and aid its Dao is the greatest of virtues. Besides, although I let it go, my state of mind has already been elevated. How can one say there was no gain? Haha!"

Just at that moment, a blast of horns sounded from the east side of the battlefield, and several Han banners fluttered in the wind. It was reinforcements personally led by Zhi Du, galloping swiftly from Yanmen.

"Because I like it." Siling Si felt an inexplicable surge of displeasure whenever he thought of her and Tang Meng dressed all in white, looking like they were wearing couple's outfits as they came down.

Recently, Zeng Mingwei and Fu Jiabei had been going through a breakup. Fu Jiabei was agitated and irritated, and indeed he had relaxed his attention toward the Zeng family.

The two talked about everything from the stock market to the general market, and he expressed his own unique insights. The conversation eventually shifted to personal preferences.

Qin Ling, sitting on the right-hand side, curved the corners of his mouth slightly, yet there was not a trace of smile in his expression.

Dongfang Cha was taken aback, then chuckled softly. He had never expected that the crown prince of the dignified Liuli Kingdom would act so recklessly, shoving bank notes into her hands so carelessly—wasn't he afraid she would be robbed halfway?

In the blink of an eye, payday had arrived once again. To prevent Heling Yu and Bocai from turning from "moonlight clan" members who spent every cent they earned into "weekly clan" members who ran out of money in a week, Shuimei distributed this month's salary uniformly in cash.

When the villagers looked at the location of the wound, their mouths dropped wide open, and everything before their eyes truly broadened their horizons.

"Zhu Gangbin, you've frightened my wolf." Wolf King Qiu Heng rolled his eyes, glaring fiercely at the man as he spoke.

Peng Lei pondered carefully and nodded, also feeling that this possibility was too low—so low that there was no need to worry about it.

If he truly had some ultimate trump card, he certainly would have used it right away and left this bizarre realm; how could he possibly keep dragging it out here with him?

"Even if you don't give it to him, he'll just film one himself. This Mr. Liang definitely wants to extort more money. Give him a copy, then immediately cut off contact with Mr. Liang and leave no evidence behind," Hang Yu said.

At first, he had also noticed the village chief's wife, but he had secretly tested her using the Dragon God Sect's secret arts, carefully inspecting her for quite a while.

Hang Yu got out of the bathtub, went over to the water heater, turned on the showerhead to rinse off, dried his body, and changed into pajamas. Xue Qing remained in the bathroom to clean the tub, wipe away the moisture inside, and incidentally help Hang Yu wash his clothes.