"Li, I will have you thrown into prison, and you will regret what you have done today!"
Zhou Ningqiang smashed the plaque to pieces, and in his anger, he trashed the hospital facilities.
Hearing his uncle's affirmation, Qin Yu no longer hesitated. A large amount of golden threads gently enveloped Uncle Ye Zilong's body, and Qin Yu led him back the way they came.
It was Pei Yanling's call. I didn't want to answer, but he kept calling. Finally, I picked up.
Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhu Yu no longer asked further questions. She merely reminded her to take care of her health and to undergo regular check-ups.
As she spoke, she took off a bracelet from her wrist and placed it into Taohong's hand. Then, with a chuckle, she sent people in to carry Lu Yue.
Officially entering Ye City, Si Yu led Huang Xuan directly to the newly established stock trading venue of the Zhao Corporation headquarters.
The five great generals of Dayanshan who had perished earlier were also taken to Lingtai Mountain by Qingguang Yuanjie. However, Zang Bo did not possess the malevolent and cruel heart of Feitianjun, and thus did not pay attention to the whereabouts of the five primordial spirits.
"As the saying goes, the kind are bullied, and the good are ridden. This is all my fault for being too kind," Xie Jingmin said matter-of-factly.
Zhou Duan, however, was thinking more. The Prince of Beiling had frequently sent decrees in the past few days, demanding that Zhou Duan do his utmost to firmly support Empress Xuanren's decision to leave the palace to avoid disaster.
Pang Tuyou's face turned red as he cupped Yun Ji's face. The Emperor stared intently at Yun Ji, pressed his lips to hers, and kissed her greedily. Yun Ji had no retreat; she closed her eyes, imagined the Emperor as Rong Ya, opened her mouth, and met the Emperor's kiss.
The one-horned wolf said no more. In its beast form, its nature was more akin to a wild animal. After two probing clashes with the giant wolf Di Rong, it fully engaged in battle with Di Rong.
Zhan Yun put down his greatsword. Someone immediately handed him a cool, damp cloth and gently wiped his body.
The palm wind whistled, carrying powerful inner force, sealing off Fu Hao's front, back, top, and sides, determined to leave him no escape.
Already mostly destroyed, the remaining few pages recorded the evil spirits or demons that Guo Fengyan had slain centuries ago.
As they got closer, they first saw figures tied to wooden stakes, their lips pale, their heads askew, weak and listless, but their eyes, when they looked at them, were as fierce as those of sworn enemies.
Long Ye had no choice but to let him sit with him. Even through the helmet, Long Ye could smell the urine, but there was nothing he could do, as he was one of his own.
That long spear, its wind sharp and fierce, whistled forth and back, filled with an overbearing and unrestrained aura.
Cui Yingying's previous gaming experience had taught her that she couldn't casually give up on rare advantages, otherwise, the road ahead would be difficult.
Lin Sen looked at the dilapidated steel sign outside the car window. The sheet metal was peeling off, and the lettering was no longer very clear.
Wanwan leaped lightly upwards, easily vaulting over the wall nearly ten feet high, and instantly landed within the Duke of Dingguo's mansion.
Luo Men might be entering a period of calm, which would be a significant opportunity for the Umbrella Corporation to develop in silence. The elders of Umbrella were now most concerned not with how to develop, but with issues of crisis management regarding the exposure of their identities.
Ignoring the discussions of the spectators from all directions, Xiang Yu was determined to remain on the stage. He couldn't be low-key if he wanted to receive the Heavenly Martial Blessing; he had to face any potential challenge. What else was there to care about?
Like Tang Yi, if he were to be matched again, his opponent would be among the top ten martial artists.