Volume One, Chapter 29: It Feels Like I’ve Fallen in Love

"Copper Ghost intends to build a domain to completely seal Li You within it and escalate the intensity of his attacks." Chiyou saw through Copper Ghost's scheme at a glance.

Li You and Qin Yi had already finished their dinner. Qin Yi wrapped the remaining food in oil paper to save as rations. Seeing this, Qin Yidao frowned slightly. Initially, he thought the two distrusted him and were afraid to eat his food, but after Li You offered a thorough explanation, Qin Yidao was convinced they had no such intentions.

Abandoned by fate, lonely, helpless, desperate, and feeling as though his heart had turned to ash—all sorts of negative emotions completely engulfed him.

The corpse tilted its head to glance at Li Fei, then leaped again, slamming him to the ground. The moment he hit the ground, it sank its teeth into his neck.

After bidding farewell to the Wolf Demon, Liao Dongfeng shouted Qin's name loudly, but the latter could not wake up. Feeling his cold body, Liao Dongfeng continued to call his name, even pouring every last drop of the awakening elixir into his mouth to no avail.

But today, he suddenly felt those words stuck in his throat, unable to be spoken, and not just because An Tianwei was clutching Daimler's heart.

Faced with a strange land and unfamiliar cities, the militia, who had never experienced a major battle, finally showed a flicker of fear on their faces.

This strike, let alone for the more delicate Xuanyuan Jin, would have caused at least serious injury even if someone like Chou Wuyi had been struck inadvertently.

Suddenly acting a bit manic—what was going on? Could it be that he brought back some wandering spirits from Qilin Valley and became possessed?

However, the tribe refused to relocate. To achieve their goal, the United Oil and Gas Group actually hired mercenaries and wiped the tribe out completely.

He then rushed toward Sword-Ling Red Tiger, unleashing his ultimate move, Blooming Blade, and swung the Dragon-Hunting Blade, aiming directly for the creature's head.

"Don't talk nonsense, the doctors are still treating him..." Bai Yamei choked out, holding back her tears.

He could imagine that artificial intelligence would be very popular, but he never expected it to reach such a level.

Even the cars that had been taken away by the masters of the Eighteen Halls of Hell were returned, cleaned, and parked back in their original spots.

Wang Ge suddenly thought that if it were winter, the Soul-Suppressing Tablet resting against his chest would feel as cold as ice the moment it touched him, making it incredibly uncomfortable.

It was baffling why Qi Tianjiang would lower himself so much in front of a young man of about twenty.

Later, she heard there was a Rejuvenation Hall in Mingzhu, so she brought the old man there, clinging to a glimmer of hope, only to find that Tang Yuan was also helpless.

Meanwhile, Di Renjie’s imperial secret order was knocked away by Ukyo Tachibana’s Snowfall, who then pressed his attack on Zhong Kui, attempting to kill him outright.

A full week of peaceful days passed; Gu Xueruo had long since been discharged and returned to run her flower shop. Wang Ge had also spent this week comfortably, with his work proceeding very smoothly.

The places Mi Hou frequented had been searched, but there was still no sign of him. Mu Shui cursed silently. With no way to frame Mi Hou as a scapegoat, was she just going to let such a golden opportunity slip away? Should she risk it? With no time to weigh her options, she decided she had to take the risk.

Though she felt a sense of dread toward this tall, thin youth, it did not mean Ling Xiuzhu was intimidated; on the contrary, a surging fighting spirit radiated from her body.

Without further formalities, Li Hao let go of his hands and opened the lunch boxes he had brought, saying, "I brought you both some food; you must be hungry." As he spoke, he took the prepared dishes out of the containers.

This was equivalent to a county-level martial arts champion sparring with a world-class champion; the result was self-evident—they were simply not on the same level.

He gripped his long spear tightly, and without even looking, thrust it out toward the side from which he was being attacked. The spear blocked Chen Wan'er's strike with perfect precision.

"Young Hero Lin is afraid that I might harm you, which is why you want to flee Northern Luzhou, right?" Chang Xizi saw through Lin Ye's intentions at once.

Instructor Su’s gaze swept over Mu Yu twice, yet he could not discern his true strength. Fan Tianluo gave him the same impression, and he surmised that both of them must be carrying artifacts to conceal their power.

The crystal emitted a faint, nine-colored luster and felt smooth as fine jade in the hand. It also exuded a strange energy that made one reluctant to let it go.

"Very well, Uncle Di, you may return now. Take care." Fan Tianluo nodded and watched as Uncle Di tore through space once more.

Everyone immediately fell silent, eyes fixed on the pot, picking out pickled vegetables and fish chunks, all pretending not to have heard.

She was also very eloquent, and the sweet nothings she could spout so effortlessly were enough to move her brother-in-law to tears, let alone outsiders; even she was touched. She was truly a master of romance.

Gangzi nodded in agreement and began to say his goodbyes. As he reached the door, he turned back to remind Grandmother to call him if she needed anything, promising to be there on call.

I reached out and closed Zheng Tianhua’s eyes, then slowly stood up. At that moment, only a cold sneer remained in my eyes as I looked at Sun Jing.

With his hands bound, he could not touch the death points, but Qiya still had a way—spitting. This method was not particularly effective, but it was enough to make the straps binding him old and slack.

Chan Tianlong’s face had turned deathly pale. The unwillingness and resentment in his eyes were completely replaced by the overwhelming aura of the old man’s Nianshen-stage martial magic power, turning into deep, paralyzing fear.

The slow unfolding of a major historical event broke the tranquility of Chen Xingyu's city, prompting him to consider intervening.

However, the next second, the Awakened One felt many disdainful gazes converge upon him, especially from Tamamo-no-Mae, whose look was no different from how one would look at a pervert.