Chapter Thirty-Five: “Wasn’t It Meant for Annie...?”

Although he had spent years on the battlefield, his slender, lean physique—lacking the bulky roughness of a typical warrior—made him resemble a leopard in the forest, a falcon in the night, or the coldest drift of snow on the heavenly mountains. Proud, aloof, and chillingly imposing, he stood by Mu Lingluo’s side, compelling everyone who caught a glimpse of his formidable aura to avert their eyes.

"If you think that isolating me from his side fulfills your goal, then you are gravely mistaken." Olivia, previously streaming with blood and tears, now spoke with unexpected calm upon hearing that Lucifer intended to move against Su Junyan.

After breakfast, Yi Ling used her father’s phone to call her homeroom teacher, Zhao Yuhua, to ask for leave.

Consort Liang felt as if she had been struck by lightning; she could not help but stumble back a few steps before spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"If Your Majesty trusts us, please tell us the specific situation regarding the Xilong Kingdom," Jun Mohan said calmly.

It was better to stay just as things were—quiet, simple, and capable of fostering genuine friendships.

Liu Haoxuan would not tolerate such sickening manipulation, especially when it targeted his maternal grandfather’s family and implicated A-Luo.

As for the others, they did not necessarily fear ghosts; what they feared were the demons in their own hearts. Everyone has done things they regret, and everyone hopes that their enemies will never come looking for them.

Behind her trailed two silver ribbons radiating a smooth, white light, enveloped in a layer of misty glacial frost. Any air touched by these ribbons seemed to freeze instantly, as if the entire surrounding space were turning into a massive block of ice.

At the very least, the powerful figures in the Central Royal City would never be able to swallow this humiliation, nor would they abandon their cause so easily.

For in the heart of this very street, a meeting concerning the future direction of this nation was currently underway.

Two of the three strongest pirate crews in the New World were about to go to war—how could he possibly miss such news?

Although we hail from the southwestern lands, where folk customs are less developed than in the Central Plains or Jiangnan, and we are people of the pugilistic world, the act of bathing in the presence of the opposite sex was still far beyond anything we could have imagined.

Few of the factory leaders liked him, but they all loved eating his cooking, which was proof enough of his exceptional culinary skills.

Chen Jian followed closely behind Lord Yan. Having passed the halfway mark of the mountain, the path grew increasingly desolate, and the vegetation visibly dwindled.

Lu Xuan laughed at himself. He gazed into the depths of the forest, his heart filled with dread, yet feeling helpless, he could only force himself to focus elsewhere to soothe his anxiety.

After taking the hit, Su Xing streaked across the sky like a shooting meteor, his speed dozens of times faster than that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator flying on a magical tool.

It was not the first or second time Li Yu and Im Yoona had been photographed together. Before the Spring Festival, many people had already spotted Li Yu and Im Yoona leaving work in Hengdian. Thus, being photographed in Shanghai today felt somewhat unsurprising.

However, after calling out several times, there was no response from Zhang Qiang; he acted as if he could hear nothing at all.

"Wait," Hai Yizhu called out at that moment, causing him to stop involuntarily and turn around.

As they shifted their gaze forward, a dark shadow swimming through the gloom gradually emerged before their eyes.

"Alice, stay and have a drink." Seeing that Alice was about to turn and leave, as someone who had just won tens of millions of dollars, Chu Yan felt it necessary to extend the invitation. Moreover, as soon as he spoke, Blood Crane emerged from the iron cage and returned to the room.

The nurse visited several more times, performing some checks before switching to a different IV drip for Mi Shixiong, instructing them to call her immediately if the patient regained consciousness.

One must realize that the lightning-control technique he was currently employing was something even a powerful Nascent Soul master might not be able to replicate.

The man beside him stepped back, pulled a machete from his waist, and swarmed toward the second brother along with the others.

Watching Xingtian, who, despite having lost his head, had formed a human face on his chest and seemed to be having a great time, the shockwaves showed no sign of stopping.

As the group descended about thirty meters, the staircase suddenly branched into a corridor. At this point, Old Tie pulled out his long-unused, upgraded Hummingbird S.

In shapeshifting magic, as long as the spirit master can conceive of it, the transformation technique can manifest it according to their imagination. However, the effectiveness and attack power of the transformation depend on the spirit master’s own spiritual energy and aptitude.

For Chu Yan, eating fish was a good choice, but catching one would likely be difficult. The river current was swift and the surface was wide—at least thirty meters across—and without professional tools, catching a fish would be no easy feat.

The City Lord’s eldest son, Ma Youcai, was a notorious playboy in Jinlin City, living a life of indulgence and debauchery. His father, Ma Quanyou, was too busy with administration to manage him. Moreover, Ma Youcai was clever; he always performed efficiently in front of his parents, maintaining a perfect facade.

Most of the time, they relied on persuasion, and if that failed, they would resort to school rules—essentially just a scare tactic, as no one wanted to create enemies.

However, beyond its ability to capture treasures, the Luobao Money could also be used to calculate the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Dao.

Zeng Guofan prepared to fight the Defense of Yuezhou, striving to block the Tang army south of the Yangtze River to prevent them from invading Hubei.

He feared that if he offended Huang Bingyao, Huang Bingyao would actually dare to crush his skull, and he would lose all face in front of his subordinates.

"Sis, dinner is ready, come and eat!" Xu Mi called out as he set the final dish on the table.

In an instant, it reminded him of the extraterrestrial powerhouses who had opened the path to the netherworld, and the brutal war that had destroyed the old city of Fengdu ten thousand years ago.

As for the bullets compatible with the handgun, they cost one tael of silver each—a somewhat exorbitant price.

Di Qing’s casual demeanor vanished instantly; he hurriedly stood up, threw on some clothes, went to the bathroom, locked the door, and only then answered the phone again.

Inside the Blood Moon, Xu Tian looked curiously at the massive iron chains and the red light of the Blood Moon that restricted his movements.

Upon hearing that Shen Dongming had AIDS, he felt a chill in his heart, sensing that He Yuting was inextricably linked to it. He rushed home immediately upon hearing the news to find He Yuting. She, having already received a call from Li Lei, was picking out clothes to celebrate with Lin Xia and was quite surprised to see Shen Kang'an arrive.