28 My Unfortunate Childhood Sweetheart (1)

Hao Yuan glanced at him with an indifferent expression. Not wishing to become further entangled, he instantly transformed into a phantom and vanished.

Hei Xuan patted the bed and said to me, "Sit!" I obeyed and sat down beside her.

Qin Hao struggled desperately to resist, barely managing to avoid being injured by Wu Yuanzhi, but he had no opportunity to launch a counterattack.

One must realize that the Hao family had paid a tremendous price to find an alchemist. Despite having one of their own readily available, they had spent a fortune searching for another. It was likely that after tonight, the Hao family would become the laughingstock of the entire Tianyun Kingdom.

Hao Zhen’s face flushed red; unable to endure such humiliation, he—who had previously viewed Hao Yuan as nothing but trash—was sent flying by a single palm strike from the very man he despised.

Lin Bing was startled and hurriedly raised his shield to defend himself. However, the sharpness of the sword’s shockwave was far beyond his ability to withstand. Moreover, because this energy was similar to that of his shield, the direct, brute-force impact sent both him and his chair crashing into the rear wall, shattering all the wooden interior paneling.

After dinner, Wu Qian told the two of them that she was heading home instead of going to the bar. She drove off in her Volkswagen CC, leaving Qin Hao and Xu Tingting behind.

Before the shock in their hearts could subside, Hao Yuan’s fist struck the azure hawk. At that moment, gale-force winds ravaged the training stage, and a violent surge of True Energy swept outward. A sudden explosion followed, reducing the entire training platform to ruins.

For a single wedding, he received three invitations: one in his office, one at his home, and a third... which he personally tore to shreds.

Cheng Yiming had never expected the beast to be more decisive than a human. Having suffered such a heavy blow, it did not retaliate in anger; instead, it rolled into the bushes and, with a few swift movements like the wind, was already several yards away, disappearing into the dim night.

Fang Bai needed over ten seconds to absorb a Martial King. However, absorbing the life force of a Martial Emperor required more than ten minutes—such was the power of an Emperor.

The Yang family’s actions had inadvertently helped them. Whether or not Zuo Liangyu intended to attack as they had suspected, his summons to Chongqing Prefecture by Eunuch Liu had effectively delayed the crisis.

Could she still find that trace of warmth? Was there no happy ending for a love filled with schemes? Happiness always slipped away too quickly; she couldn’t even catch its tail.

"I will say this one more time: I only want Orlov. As for the rest, it is none of my concern." The voice of the Underworld Emperor was filled with intimidation and majesty, as if telling everyone that no one could defy his words; whatever he desired, he would obtain.

In the center of the temple lay a dark red blood orb. It was this orb that seemed to be nursing these spectral demons; whenever a spectral demon grew weary from roaming outside, it would enter the orb to rest. Upon emerging, they seemed to have grown even more powerful.

"Please!" Shen Yi gestured toward Tianhong with a wave of his hand, showing courtesy.

Since being hunted, she had not eaten a proper meal in a long time, having only consumed some saline solution along the way—for water was the best way to prolong her life.

"It’s too windy here!" Chen Yifan felt Huanqing’s body trembling slightly. In "Aoshi," just as in the real world, temperature could determine the depletion of health points. If health dropped to a certain level, the system might judge the player as having died.

The old man Bi Yue had been struck hard and was now incredibly frail. After the Moon-Worshipping Cult Leader declared he would "take this old man," he descended upon the spot where the old man lay, carried by a gust of cold wind.

The next moment, the fat man was predictably sent flying by the opponent’s violent combat energy, slamming into the rock wall at the side while spitting out a mouthful of crimson blood.

Back home, He Zao sat on the edge of the heated brick bed, laughing until she leaned back and forth while talking to He Chun'er about Li Hongzhui’s comment regarding their mistaken seniority. She was acting quite frivolous.

However, she already possessed the Ning Clan’s Heart Sutra within her, which was used to fake death and prevent others from probing her internal energy.

Ji Rongyu regained consciousness and finally let out a sigh of relief. In the previous world, she had finally lived a relatively normal life. Being with Xiao Qing for a lifetime made Ji Rongyu feel that such tranquility had settled her restlessness, reminding her of the first world and the days spent with Yin Xianyu in a foreign land.

"Star-Gazing Technique!" With that, the fat man performed a secret art that could identify the category, properties, and power level of combat energy star stones.

This voice rang out at a most inopportune moment, instantly weakening the "I am the only one supreme" aura of Shang Xionghao.

Then, where was the other entrance to the Demon Realm? And why, as the Lord of the Demon Realm, did he not know of it?

She was doted on and pampered by her husband, and there was simply no one else by his side—so what of it? She might be jealous and vicious, but it was clear to see that she lived better and more comfortably than those who put on airs of virtue and morality.

"When your subordinate was in Xiling, I heard Physician Liu, who had protected your Highness’s pregnancy, mention that the birth of the child would trigger your heart condition." At the time, Physician Liu had not been in favor of your Highness giving birth.

It was not that he did not hate Feng Honglie. Ah You looked like his wife, but he had also inherited Feng Honglie’s features—the thin lips, the long, narrow, and bewitching eyes... He had hated him to the bone many times, but whenever he saw Ah You’s blue eyes, he could not remain calm.

She suddenly remembered that year when she stood by the river, looking up, waiting for someone to raise their sleeves and release lotus lanterns together. Tears fell instantly.

They revealed their true identities to each other: he was Qing Shi, and she was Xie Yaoyao. He was not the Prince of Dai, and she was not Princess Qiyuan; they were merely mundane souls in the vast sea of time, meeting in the boundless pugilistic world.

The turning point occurred that evening. Because the wealthy man was generous and promised many benefits, the few families of the Ye clan slaughtered pigs and chickens, setting up two rustic banquet tables to host them. Zhang Ketao, of course, had a hearty meal and drank quite a bit of wine.

Ye Xin made a fierce expression, which made Feng Qingwan giggle. If anyone else from Di Yu had seen this, their jaws would surely have hit the floor.

Sean thought for a moment and decided to change his target. Many people did not know that if you wanted to ask an organization a question, the department most likely to have the answer was the finance department; they recorded every detail of what happened in the institution every day and kept these records safely stored.

Sauron’s strength was simply too great, especially with the augmentation of the One Ring; the demon’s power had already exceeded the limits of what he could currently handle. Under these circumstances, he could only risk everything and burn his own life force to fight Sauron.