Perhaps he wished to see her one last time.

"Enough, Mu Yu, stop frightening her." The black snake coiled on the bed had reverted to human form.

Lu Mufeng was dressed in an intricate military uniform, his golden medals gleaming against his chest. He smoothed his slightly disheveled collar and rose from the bed. The blue uniform accentuated his tall and imposing stature. As his cold, sharp gaze fell upon Ruan Li, a hint of apology flickered within it. "Xiao Li, it was my fault this time. I was forced to shift, and for a moment, I lost my reason."

"Mu..."

Jin Rongwei was tall and lean, almost gaunt, with skin stretched tight over his bones. He flashed a sinister grin, staring intently at Chen Langya.

It was still early spring, and the days ended early; by six o'clock, the sky was already pitch black. Noticing the light in the office dimming, Qin Feng looked out the window and realized that working hours had long passed.

Once everyone had coated their weapons with poison, she took out her own black-gold arrows and broken blade.

With a wet thud, the ninja spat out a mouthful of blood. He felt as though his heart and pulse had been shattered by Qin Feng's punch. His body was sent flying like a dead leaf caught in a gale, slamming into the glass with a boom that shook the entire room.

"Zhaoxia is better; Xiang'er only knows how to bully her brother." Lu Hong shook his head, drawing a laugh from Zhaoxia.

Qin Feng considered calling Liang Xinzhi to ask what was going on, but ultimately held back. Firstly, he felt it was unnecessary; secondly, he believed Liang Xinzhi would never stand him up. He could only endure the hunger and continue to wait.

He flipped his right hand, gripping the broken spear in reverse. The tip rested just below his palm, as if he were holding it like a dagger.

The group leaped down from their Daoist artifacts one after another. Zishu put away the Five Elements Sphere, only to see some soldiers still looking back at the ghostly face, their pace lagging.

Passive Skill [Extreme Freezing Point]: Deals a powerful blow to the opponent while freezing them for 3 seconds.

"I'm at the nursing home. I'll head back in a bit! I'm going to see you!" After Old Liu gave his consent, Hu Dafa hung up the phone. Filled with questions, he drove straight to Old Liu's residence.

He threw the military knife back into his storage space, emerged from beneath the bed, and lay down, constantly replaying those words in his mind, trying to figure out what was really going on.

"Brother Zhiyuan..." Zhu Qing had a thousand words she wanted to say, but didn't know where to begin. She could only weep and choke back sobs.

My next-door neighbor is a big star—too bad he's a man, otherwise I could write a story about urban life. Huh? Why did I suddenly get a chill?

In truth, even if what Qin Ning said was false, it no longer mattered, because this battle was inevitable.

A rift suddenly split open around the temple, and thick, jet-black vines erupted from it. They climbed rapidly, intertwining and growing thicker and tougher, their surfaces covered in jagged thorns.

Facing such a bizarre scene, the prodigy was stunned for a moment. Though it was only a brief pause, it was enough time for Qin Ning to strike.

The discussion inside was not at all in line with Sister Cai's analysis. Sister Cai had hoped that the talks would fall through, but upstairs, they had gotten straight to the point. If you could call it a negotiation, it was only a hair's breadth away; once both sides compromised on the price, they would sign the contract.

As they chatted, they examined the footprints left behind by the Black Dragon Society. The tracks avoided villages and market towns, heading straight northwest.

A sword beam as thick as a barrel surged out of thin air, whipping up thousands of snowflakes as it lunged straight at Lei Yang.

Although many soldiers had perished beneath the giant trees, Li Mi still had many men by his side—a conservative estimate placed his army at fifty thousand.

At that moment, the lid and the teacup were already closing in on the golden centipede. The creature, lacking intelligence, did not understand what the bowl and lid were and did not try to evade; instead, it collided directly with the teacup.

Lu Liuliang thought to himself, usually, I wouldn't hurt anyone. But not this time. This concerns not only my brother's marriage but, in the long run, the great cause of opposing the Qing. If you people don't know what's good for you, I'll have no choice but to start a massacre.