Volume 1, Chapter 26: Women Are Wicked Creatures

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Two days later, when he reached a valley, he could not help but furrow his brow slightly. He had discovered that someone was still secretly following him—and there was more than one of them. He had stopped now precisely to find out who these people really were.

As for Ouli, there was even less to say. He had personally been matched against Ji Han before, and the shock had been immense.

Legend had it that a certain bird could do nothing but fly endlessly throughout its life, for it had no feet; eventually, it would die in flight. For such a bird, touching the ground meant death.

People like Zheng Ronghe and Baima Jun, who could carry an entire guild through their own strength, were particularly unusual at a time like this—and naturally attracted even more attention.

Seeing that Zhang Nianzu was also smiling and offering no objection, A-San gritted his teeth and handed his necklace to the security guard. The rule at underground casinos was to calculate the stake at one-tenth of the item’s original value. The guard took the necklace, glanced at it, and valued it at fifteen hundred yuan.

The contempt of others was his driving force. He would make everyone understand that only those who followed Ling Xiao had any chance of achieving success.

“Mm. Get ready to engage.” The Madman nodded and controlled the Blade Maiden, searching for the right opportunity to attack.

Ayong lay on the tatami, replaying in his mind the words A-Du had just spoken to him.

Han Jingrui said, “But if he knew that Wheel Mom was on Ji Han’s side, I wonder whether he would be so furious he’d spit blood.”

Faced with such a formidable enemy lineup, that person could remain so unconcerned. It was simply impossible to understand.

As for Wang Bingbing and Xia, they looked even more ashen. They truly could not understand why Yè Tian had lost his head and gone to challenge the Tyrannosaurus.

The Hand of the God King and the Seven Lights of Order were indeed powerful, but the Ancestor of Divine Refinement and Ghost One were simply too terrifying. In an instant, both techniques were dismantled.

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Kaili snatched back her wallet and solemnly reclaimed the photograph. She had always been rather wary of Yè Tian, yet now she had acted over a single photograph. This could not help but arouse his curiosity.

By then, the calluses left on Chen Shi’s fingers by playing the guitar had completely disappeared; his fingertips were soft and tender. Old Bi and the others said that Chen Shi’s technique was now far better than it had been before graduation. I honestly could not tell, but I happily joined in their excitement anyway.

The force was simply too great for the stone to withstand. It slammed into the Demon-Slaying Sword, which then struck the stone in the chest.

Ed poured a little more magic potion into the tube, carefully judging the amount, then poured it over the head of “Tiger.”

Everyone believed Qin Yu would be blasted away with ease. Su Ziyan could hardly restrain herself from stepping in to help him; after all, Qin Yu was standing up for her.

“You truly are noble. Since that is what you want, I shall grant it to you.” After the Emperor finished speaking, demonic energy surged once more, then began savagely tearing Yama’s body apart.

When Yiran heard what Ed said, she immediately understood his meaning. He should have denied it from the beginning; then none of this would have happened.

Zhang Hao could not understand Long Batian’s intense possessiveness. It was not as though Long Batian had been left out. All he could do was reach out and rub the man’s head, comforting the sulking creature.

As for who had done that thing, the night had been dark and the wind high, leaving no way to investigate. Yet she believed that retribution always existed in this world. Whoever had done it could never have concealed every trace. She was waiting—and she would not forget.

When Shen Xinglan returned carrying stinky tofu, he saw Amiao standing there with a furrowed brow, repeatedly looking toward the road.

Li Xu raised his head in surprise and glanced at Ji Mochen. Seeing that he was still busy, he hurriedly answered. When he heard Ji Mochen say that he could leave, he quickly departed.

They denounced Cheng Haofeng as a demonic Daoist who sought power and harbored treasonous ambitions. After being exposed, he had resigned from his position as Imperial Preceptor, then colluded with the Di tribesmen until matters escalated to the point where he was wanted by the authorities.

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Fortunately—fortunately, he had previously won Wu Yueyue back through his sincerity. Otherwise, would he now be living like a lonely man with no one in the world?

There, people brewed wine from the fruits they gathered. The resulting fruit wine was clear and transparent, pleasantly sweet and tart, mellow and pure. Its aftertaste lingered endlessly, making it suitable for both young and old—and it was worlds apart from the fruit wine sold outside. The flavor captivated Xiao Ming.

When her temper flared, no one could know exactly what had happened. At that moment, Wu Yueyue herself did not know whether she had injured Chu Jing Sa. She tried to examine him, but suddenly remembered that she could not see anything at all. In the end, she gave up.

Compared with Lu Wei, who was so busy that she could not even return home, she much preferred the woman she was now.

“Er… If President Ji does not mind, perhaps you could join us?” Su He tentatively offered the polite invitation.

The aunts lowered their heads in shame, while Xiangxiang continued to laugh mockingly. “A girl like you—straight from the countryside, plain-looking, and all—should be grateful just to marry into the city. And yet you put on airs, acting as though you look down on the Shan family. Who are you trying to fool?”

Although the elven army had been hastily assembled and inadequately prepared, resulting in far too many rabble among its ranks, that did not mean it contained no elite teams at all.

“You came, so you came. What does it have to do with you? Why have you come here again? You gutless bastard, following us around like a mangy dog every day—what exactly do you want?” Xibiao glared at the newcomer, his expression no friendlier than before.

The theme of their lecture this time was an ancient ruin—an ancient ruin buried beneath a mudslide.

Because its four faces pointed respectively east, west, south, and north, with each side representing health, career, love, and wealth, and because its appearance closely resembled that of the Buddha in China, it was called the Four-Faced Buddha.

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