Chapter 39: Water Dragon Determination

Fang Qi lay upon the hospital bed. In truth, she had merely undergone a local anesthetic rather than falling into a complete coma, meaning she was fully capable of hearing every word spoken by the doctors. Hot tears slowly welled up and tracked down the corners of her eyes.

Qin Mu let out a furious roar and slammed his foot down hard on the accelerator to the floor. The entire vehicle seemed to take flight as it hurtled straight toward the island.

At this moment, Wang Ying and Cui Jian were paralyzed with terror, utterly frozen under Yin Tianyu's gaze. Only the raw fear reflected in their eyes revealed the dread churning within their hearts.

"Ling Tian has already accepted the ticket. He will be back here before the plane takes off," Zhao Banshan replied.

The car proceeded smoothly along the road, different landscapes brushing past the windowpane. Fortunately, the phantom had not caused any trouble as it claimed it would, otherwise, it would have meant another bout of bothersome complications.

"Hehe, how would I know?" Wang Hanlin rubbed his hands together, his eyes fixed intently on Ye Tian's movements.

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"Wu Shanshan, are you still my good friend or not? There is no one who persuades others the way you do, this lacks sincerity entirely." This was clearly just perfunctory dismissal and completely devoid of genuine heart.

She muttered Su Jingxing's name back and forth; even with her heels, she could have guessed where he was. After dressing appropriately, Fang Yuan went over and knocked leisurely on Su Jingxing's door.

"Then you can go look for her! At the very least, make sure you don't leave yourself with any regrets," Fang Weizhen urged with anxiety.

Like an inept and clumsy courtesan, the moment Yun Xiu caught the look in Lady Linghu's eyes, she already knew she could not pull off this performance.

With her mouth muffled, Madam Xiang could only struggle in vain. A moment later, blood began to seep from beneath Madam Xiang, drawing gasps of shock from the crowd. Lady Xing cast a chilly glance their way, and everyone instantly fell silent.

Yet, in the end, he had chosen to acknowledge his own powerlessness rather than attempting to keep her by his side first. It was evident that he truly was a good child capable of considering others.

Teacher Jiang spoke in a tone of utmost solemnity. Throughout all these years, this was the solitary time he had ever addressed me with such heavy gravity.

However, I had been mistaken; Xiao Yi's spiritual essence had already completely and utterly vanished. I attempted a distant summoning ritual, but it proved entirely futile. That was the reason for my return. As for Princess Mandala, she had not shed a single tear throughout.

Facing this kind of harassment, she frequently felt a profound sense of nausea, yet she was utterly helpless against it. Knowing she was still no match for him, she had no choice but to swallow her disgust and play along with him.

As Lin Yuhao, lost in a daze of intoxication, looked down at the woman beneath him whose eyes were gently closed as she panted softly, at that very moment of stirred passion, he jarringly blurted out a single word, completely ruining the mood.

During her leisure time, Chu Ning always enjoyed tidying up her room, rearranging the contents of her wardrobe, and organizing the space. She had always believed this was an excellent way to cultivate patience.

Ma the Limper had waited for days without receiving a single reply. When he tried calling a few times, the line would be hung up before he could even utter a word.

As a regular ninja of Konoha, regardless of the reasons or circumstances, their loyalties dictated that they should never associate with a rogue ninja in such a manner.

"Huan'er, this cousin of yours is certainly enthusiastic," Jun Xi said with a smiling expression, her brows and eyes brimming with a subtle, unfathomable charm.

The Third Hokage once said that wherever leaves dance, the fire will burn. The shadow of the fire illuminates the village, and new fresh leaves will sprout. This positive piece of inspirational wisdom compared Konoha to a tree, while the organization known as the "Root," true to its name, hid deep beneath the earth in total darkness, handling all the utterly lightless affairs that could never see the sun.

No matter what, she, Xing Lian, was a mercenary group leader who had thrived brilliantly in the modern world; how could she possibly be looked down upon in this forsaken god-forsaken place?

When Baili Wuchen descended, he naturally caught sight of the expression on Empress Dowager Liu's face. It was a well-known fact to all under heaven that this Empress Dowager despised him.

How could they possibly know that Naicai had endured millions of years of torment across multiple layers of hell, witnessing countless bizarre methods of death and torture, and had returned without drinking Meng Po's soup to erase his memories, retaining his complete and horrifying recollections of it all?

The updates have been running too late lately; everyone can check slightly later the next morning. Wait for me to slowly build up a buffer of chapters so I can adjust the release time back to seven o'clock every morning.

What ought to have been a solid wall now featured a series of suspended, screen-like objects. Through those screens, one could even peer at images from other districts within the city.

He felt his physique steadily growing stronger. Glancing into the mirror, he watched as the muscles on his body expanded at a visible rate. Within minutes, a man with flawless muscle lines appeared before his eyes.

At this juncture, the people from the Northern Zhen Prince's Mansion had arrived at Flame City with undoubtedly malicious intent; they must have been targeting Zhao Fei and the Lin family.

"Ye Mo?" Hearing this, Yu Qixia was momentarily stunned before recalling the patches of gray scales that had erupted across Ye Mo's body during their previous clash.

Yan Lixin trembled violently, finally thrown into a panic, his complexion turning a pasty white devoid of even a shred of blood.

"Sim, do you think we ought to enlist a few more helpers?" Niebuhr asked, turning his head to look at Sim as they rode their horses.

Xu Manqing shuddered slightly, yet subconsciously shrank back behind Chen Hanzhi, resembling a startled turtle.

He stepped out of the room quietly into the courtyard, stretched his limbs, and exhaled a breath of stale air. At that moment, his entire body felt incomparably comfortable and refreshed.

In an instant, Dragon City seemed plunged into a pitch-black netherworld. Howling gales and demonic winds blew against one another, carrying a fierce and murderous aura akin to the end of days.

Subsequently, he and his guide drifted through several low-intensity danger zones. He successively witnessed a death-match arena bout and a round of death racing, while also learning about the functions of various "evil spirits" across different fields. It broadened his horizons, though it also cost him his last 3 gold coins. He secretly vowed never to gamble again.