26 A Rose for Dio (26)

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Lin Feiyang did not seem surprised by this answer; based on Xiao Dingyuan's past words and the revelations from Yin Mukun and others, he had already roughly grasped their relationship.
Just as the Xingtian Armor shielded Jin Duoduo, the terrifying black sword radiance suddenly shifted its trajectory, attacking Zhang Wei in a bizarre fashion.
She could not fathom how her attack had vanished into thin air, as she had combined space power with lightning power, weaving them together.
In university, her personality was aloof; although many wanted to pursue her, she had rejected them all.
"We will enter the territory of the Divine Court in one week," Lan Hai said to Lin Fan on the deck.
If she had gone up to play first, whoever followed would surely be at a disadvantage. Meng Fei must have seen this, which is why she rushed up ahead of Yan Fang.
Su Lian handed a jar of wine from her hand to Bai Ruxuan, then opened the seal herself, tilted her fair neck back, and took a deep gulp.
Wang Yu had always been carefree, never sensing any danger. In Koni Town, he remained the most popular god of wealth, buying large quantities of beer every day to be sent to the Dragon Cavalry Legion. Furthermore, almost every day, he would go to the pasture to share intimate moments with Mary before returning to his residence in Frey City.
The other party stated that they would take care of the matter; as long as the contract existed, Kong Xiang and the others would not be able to escape.
Ignoring Qin Qiong’s warning glares, Qin Huaiyu stepped out from the crowd, sighed slightly, and cupped his hands toward Li Zhi.
After changing tables three or four times, she had earned enough money for the shop rental, so she stopped and left the gambling den with Chu Yichen.
She employed three different sets of acupuncture points while treating Zhou Cheng this time; by the time she finished, Pei Weiwei was covered in sweat from exhaustion.

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"I won't let you off, just you wait!" Tom said, controlling Luna's body as he prepared to flee.
Qiao Li gazed at the darkening sky, took a deep breath, and turned toward a supermarket not far from Ji Yuanyang's home. After buying some ingredients, she worried he might lack seasonings at home, so she bought some common staples as well, then walked toward his house carrying two heavy bags.
A forensics officer with a 99% clearance rate used tweezers to extract a blue object from the deceased's finger.
She paused and tilted her head slightly to look at the man beside her, who was a head taller than she was, her eyes filled with hesitant suspicion.
But now, with no cameras and no one watching, his gaze... was always real.
"Who’s there? You cowardly rats, come out!" Xiong Ba’s temper flared; he nearly lost his composure and started cursing aloud. Was this endless string of frustrating events never going to end?
A cold sneer came from the seat of honor. Guang looked down at him from above, the malice in his eyes intensifying as he listened to Huo De speak ill of the Emperor.
It wasn't just the village chief of Sniper; there were over a hundred other Spirit Masters in the village. While they were all technically Spirit Masters, they were nothing compared to Boss Yu. The hundred-plus men packed the entire lumber yard, yet they were helpless against him.
The two police officers were incensed; they had never seen anyone dare to ignore them so brazenly. They exchanged a look and immediately drew their pistols.
In the late Tang Dynasty, Feng Shui masters Yang Yunsong and Bu Zewei drifted to Jiangxi, and their descendants gradually formed the "Form School" of Feng Shui. Meanwhile, the "Principle School" initially spread through Fujian, forming the two major schools of Feng Shui in later ages.
The phantom let out a miserable shriek, as did the captain. Amidst his shrill cries, his original skin was scorched to a grayish-black, and a foul, charred smell permeated the air.
She walked inside to find a suite. On the living room coffee table sat a large blue box—the very one she had brought.

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"The two young ladies, please return. Ye Feng has nothing further to say." This was all Ye Feng could say in the end.
Focusing his gaze, he saw three labels written: Infinity, Fire Aspect, and Fortune.
This made Li Jin look at the Tang family in a new light. Although this was certainly because Tu Bo must have spoken to Old Master Tang, it was also undoubtedly due to the old man's own magnanimity; most people could not have achieved this.
Seeing that his identity had been exposed, Gong Luojue stopped pretending, straightened his chest, and resumed his original voice.
Cold sweat seeped from Liu Yong's forehead... no, it should be said that cold sweat was seeping from his entire body.
"Die!" Li Jin had never been polite to Japanese ninjas; he killed anyone who dared to offend him, and he was even less merciful to those who ambushed him.
"It cannot exactly be called fake. If it were truly fake, Old Jiang would have seen it. But this guy is incredibly crafty; he somehow acquired an item that was half-real and half-fake, which caused Old Jiang to misjudge it. An item worth fifty thousand is at most worth ten thousand; you could say Old Jiang slipped up," Tong Qiyue explained.
Ling Yue had not regained consciousness. Liu Xiaoxiao watched for a while with a composed demeanor. She wanted several times to go to Ling Yue's side to check her breathing, but stopped herself each time. Better to stay out of trouble; she understood that much.
Li Jin nodded. Although he knew there shouldn't be any problems there now, he was very pleased to hear it confirmed by two people who had just come from that location.