Chapter 39 Violent Tremor

At these words, the villagers all lowered their heads, consumed by an indescribable bitterness as one heavy sigh after another escaped their lips.

It was only when Wuxiang agreed that Shangguan Hongtian consciously released Yuanlin.

Seeing how difficult Su Yiqing was to communicate with, Yangyang knew that no matter what she said right now, Su Yiqing would never agree.

Among them, Su Zhou spotted his roommate, the Spaniard with bright golden hair and honey-colored eyes.

For some inexplicable reason, she felt a strong urge to understand him—why was he dressed in such tattered clothes, and why was he staying here?

Hearing Su Ximeng’s reassuring words while patting her chest, both Elder Qu and Elder Zheng felt a weight lift from their chests. Earlier, seeing Su Ximeng fly into a rage and slap Li Haofeng, they had assumed this girl, coming from the Nine Provinces, was one of those arrogant and unapproachable people. But now, it was clear that wasn't the case at all.

At this moment, Meng Jingyi was filled with a despair so complete that she had forgotten everything else. Only a single thought echoed in her mind: to drag Ding Chentai down to death and hell together with her.

"An apology is unnecessary. If apologies solved everything, what need would there be for the police?" Ye Jun said coldly.

Looking at Xiao Heng’s smiling face, Meng Jingyi wished she could tear it to shreds. Yet for now, she could only vent her frustration on the food in her bowl, frantically piling her favorite dishes onto it and glaring fiercely at Xiao Heng, looking as though she wouldn't stop until she had eaten him out of house and home.

Seeing the staff descending upon him, the Horn King could only grit his teeth and burn his life force once more, raising his shield to take Zhuang Yi’s blow head-on.

Li Jingyi was genuinely angry at Yun Chi’s abruptness. Thus, when he suggested the veranda, she kept him out on the veranda, not even inviting him inside the house.

Eventually, Su Xiaoqing arrived at the hospital entrance and stepped out of a taxicab. Not far behind, a black vehicle also came to a halt. The newly hired driver from the Gu family quietly trailed behind Su Xiaoqing, watching her carry a thermal flask all the way into a high-end VIP ward.

"What should I do?" He slowly stood up, stroked his chin, and paced back and forth across the room with a deeply furrowed brow.

Right now, the situation was extremely perilous for Tang Lin and his four companions. The slightest sound from any of them would inevitably betray them to Wang Tian’s terrifying ears.

Having finished all this, Ye Luo walked over to Yan Jingyun’s side and naturally reached out his right arm to pull her around her voluptuous waist.

This was the turmoil he had created with his own hands. He knew very well that on a battlefield of that scale, even Immortals would find it immensely difficult to protect themselves, let alone Earth Immortals, who were treated as mere cannon fodder.

Having figured this out, Zhao Guoli viewed this as a viable choice. Compared to the fierce and predatory Zhong Haoxuan, Li Zhi’s approach was far gentler, like a spring breeze carrying nourishing rain.

Watching Su Minghua and the others head toward the reception area for guests, Su Xiaoqing walked over to Gu Xiaoran’s side.

At the police station, upon learning that Yuni had been taken away by the Fantastic Four, Pittman pulled every string and exhausted every method at his disposal until he finally tracked down that Yuni had been brought to Mikuqiner’s villa by them.

As she spoke, she released Helian Sheng’s hand. The sudden loss of her tender hand caused his expression to flicker slightly before he looked in the direction pointed out by Huangfu Li.

Thank you to "Eight-Armed Giant Spirit" for the tip. At the same time, thank you all for your encouragement. It's so heartwarming! I will keep working hard.

Before he could finish his sentence, Han Shaoxun was indeed choked. His face turned beet red, and he hurriedly picked up his cup to take a gulp of water, only to choke on that as well, erupting into a violent fit of coughing. He coughed until his entire face was flushed crimson, and it took a full several minutes before he finally managed to stop.

Ruan Meng rattled off a long list of dishes. Lu Banqiang leaned over to fasten her seatbelt and spoke with a casual, nonchalant tone.

Since the host had put it that way, Lin Sen found it hard to refute. After all, in the realm of point guards, the "Magic" Zhou De was truly a god.

The two became acquainted through confrontation, and from that day on, Qi Xuyao became the target of Bai Wei’s unremitting oppression.

"I remember, I remember!" Lin Mu replied, though he noticed that Young Master Zhou hadn't changed his clothes today.

Huhu looked as though it could see right through Banruo’s thoughts, though it chose not to expose her.

Sniper rifles were large and heavy, requiring a stand on a table to fire. However, their advantages were long range and high precision, which placed exceptionally demanding requirements on the marksman.

Huo Yilan, on the other hand, felt that spending money on such things was far less practical than seriously considering where to go on a trip.

Naturally, Mrs. Xue did not believe in such superstitious ghost stories, but upon hearing Ye Yaozhi’s words, she suddenly felt a creeping sensation across her scalp.

The pressure carried by those words was simply too heavy. Luo Xixi bit her lower lip, at a loss for words for a long, long time.

Feng Xiu turned around, whipped his horse, and fled, frequently looking back out of fear that the others might give chase. Seeing this, Dong Li cursed under his breath, took a few tentative steps backward, and then leaped onto his horse's back to escape in panic. Only after galloping several dozen yards away did he hurl back a fierce threat.

"Enough, Dad, Xixi, stop talking about this. Let's just pretend today's events never happened. Xixi, I'm sorry, it was my negligence." Fearing they would keep dragging the matter out, Luo Zifeng hurriedly put on an aggrieved expression and said.

As for the several princes, they were essentially obliterated completely in that single blow. Among the elite experts they had brought along, only Sanyuan remained alive at this point.

"Xichai, what time is it?" Outside, the autumn rain drizzled continuously. The soft ray of light just shining in from outside the tent was captured in Feng Yaojue's eyes, prompting his casual inquiry.

Drinking this kind of liquid temporarily induced a state of euphoria, which was why many demon hunters loved hunting the Hundred-Eyed Evil Spiders, extracting their poison sacs, and refining this substance to sell at exorbitant prices on the black market.

A heaven-shaking roar reverberated across the firmament, prompting many demon soldiers to curiously descend from the void and land upon the city walls. Yet when they laid eyes on the startling and horrific scene within the city, a collective chill ran down their spines, heavy and oppressive.

Biao Ye had originally wanted to exact a brutal, vengeful beating on Yu Changsheng, but he suddenly received strict orders from the boss forbidding any violence.

Sitting cross-legged in the room for the greater part of the day, he appeared to be resting on the surface, but in reality, he was secretly comprehending the myriad profound secrets of the first and second tiers of the Escape Sky Shuttle's primary form.

After sitting for a little while, she stood up and paced back and forth inside the aircraft, admiring every single cabin before finally sitting down to rest.

"Who did this?" Jun Wuxie’s voice grew very soft, her breathing slowing correspondingly. Her slightly narrowed eyes concealed the towering intent to kill lurking in the depths of her gaze.