Volume 1, Chapter 38: Li Wenming Is Agitated

"Husband, you are exaggerating. He is simply a bit disobedient," Lady Yin replied, dissatisfied upon hearing Li Jing describe their son in such a way.

Director Qin took out the last two bullets from his handgun and reloaded them. He repeated this action many times, much like a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder repeatedly washing their hands with soap.

"That shouldn't be the case," Eunuch Lin frowned slightly. Both the Everlasting Sect and the Taiping Dao were among the most prominent sects in the martial arts world. Whether it was their supreme elders or their sect leaders, their appearance in the world would always cause a stir.

Although there were three experts at the Martial King level who arrived with Song Shisan, the other two seemed to have been recruited by Blood Soul City later on. They possessed very little power from the ancient spirits. Without the resistance provided by the ancient spirits against the cold, the strength of Bei Xia Mang alone was enough to hold them off.

Half of the Great Sages capable of participating in the Heaven-Hunting War had a glimmer of a chance to become gods. For rising stars like Emperor Lei, as long as they were not stifled in the cradle, they had a seventy to eighty percent chance of reaching the divine realm.

He lifted his head from behind the shield, only to see the menacing armor flying in an arc at an angle impossible for its thrusters, colliding with another suit of armor nearby. Both pieces of armor smashed heavily against the wall of the aircraft carrier, driven by their own momentum.

"Haha..." Lin Feng smiled without a word. Just as Ming Xin began to feel strange, countless sword auras suddenly appeared around Lin Feng. Ming Xin frowned, scrutinized them carefully, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Nick Fury’s command was as loud as a booming bell, yet it still couldn't match the volume of that explosion. The barrier shattered upon impact, and the shockwave knocked everyone to the ground. Although Blade had already retreated to the wall behind him, he could not escape the blast. Fortunately, the explosion was not particularly intense, so while he was caught in it, he was unharmed.

At the same time, a strange sound drifted from outside the temple. Listening closely, it was actually the mournful music played during a funeral procession.

The phantom of the great demon seemed to possess a consciousness of its own, letting out a sound of mingled shock and rage.

Despite his words, he could not resist being this close, and he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick Nan Shu's fair, slender neck.

The hotels near Jizu Mountain had very distinctive names, mostly styled as "inns," giving tourists a unique experience as if they had traveled back to ancient times.

A stream of light flew out from the token, shining onto the stone, and immediately following that, the stone rumbled and shifted aside.

As these words fell, the man who had appeared nonchalant suddenly opened his eyes, a fierce, malevolent light refracting from his gaze.

"Fine, fine, you don't need to act anymore. What is it that you want?" Shi Xiao sighed. At that moment, she also felt that Chen Che was no longer the Chen Che who understood her.

Huang Xiaotian felt a sense of relief in his heart. He had been pondering for a long time the conditions required for his Myriad Calamity Body to trigger the lightning tribulation.

Before he could reflect further, an extremely indifferent voice drifted from the pitch-black space, making him feel a realm of total annihilation, as if he would be snuffed out in the next moment.

But where did those missing people go? Judging by the current situation, the Earth-Devouring Beast should not have such high combat power to be able to kill so many people, right?

The Gun Demon let out a roar and sprinted regardless of everything. In his eyes, Red could no longer be considered a newcomer.

No matter how he questioned, this space remained silent, allowing him to hear his own breathing, while his shouted words were like stones sinking into the sea, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple.

When everyone saw Ye Feng and the other two hiding in a corner, looking incredibly relaxed, they felt extremely annoyed.

That’s right, this person was none other than the eldest young master of the Li family, which was considered a first-rate family within the capital.

Ye Feng kept holding onto his hand, which made Chu Yunfei somewhat displeased; he assumed that Ye Feng had some sort of peculiar habit.

Part of it was imported electrical appliances. As the saying goes, "foreign monks chant better scriptures," and foreign brands were deeply popular among the wealthy in the country.

Unfortunately, her kicks and punches landed on Chu Feng's shoulder like a gentle tickle, posing absolutely no threat whatsoever.

Back then, if it hadn't been for Grandfather Zhou's forceful coercion, the person married to Zhou Yushen today should have been Yan Xin.

"President Huang!" Chen Yue walked up, but because the construction site was so noisy, it took several shouts before President Huang heard him.

With a loud "boom," the sharp blade light collided with the air sword and instantly dissipated, yet the sword aura remained steady.

"Do you know where it is?" Ji Ning, lying lazily on the sofa, took a sip of the Gevrey-Chambertin he had found in the wine cabinet; the liquid, infused with rich fruity notes, put him in a delightful mood.

Chen Yan hurriedly helped Yao Jingui hide in the bathroom and locked the door from the inside, while wails echoed from outside.

What he hated even more was that Yang Ji had actually destroyed the altar dedicated to their deity. He heard the cracking sound clearly; it was the sound of Yang Ji using a sword to slice through the altar.

This old monster was truly bold to the extreme. If Fairy Qing's zither playing had reached such a level of mastery, although one could not say for certain, it could be inferred that she was very likely a disciple of the Heavenly Sound Palace traveling abroad.

She was naturally very willing, because in this life, and even in the next, she would never forget the kindness of her husband.

A cold light flashed in Yang Xuanlan's eyes. He then withdrew his gaze, picked up the tea from his guard, and took a calm, shallow sip.

"Ichigo, why did you let them go?" After Ulquiorra and Starrk left, Yoruichi asked Ichigo with a stern expression. Just a moment ago, if Urahara hadn't stopped her, she would likely have rushed out.

The seasons intersected time and again; rain and ice appeared in Su Ming's eyes in different timelines. Autumn leaves and spring buds danced together, and scorching heat coexisted with withered forests.