Chapter 40

Du Wanyuan’s gaze was icy, looking at the officers holding broadswords as if they were already dead men.
The door creaked open suddenly, and a dainty maid walked into the bluestone-paved courtyard.
In an instant, the expressions of the Qilin Squad members turned complex; some felt relieved, some suspicious, and others disappointed.
I made a face at his back and closed the door. As I turned around, I saw Xiao Yu standing by the bed.
Chong’ai had not used her full strength. Although she decisively broke their arms, she avoided using lethal techniques; otherwise, their bones would have been shattered into powder.
Qianshan felt a headache coming on. Why did the young mistress have to call at a time like this?
Yet, after everything Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun had been through, how could they be brought down by a few words?
The man was stunned. Just as he was about to look closer, he realized that Shixian was already standing just over a meter away from him.
“Luo-Luo, do you have a plan?” Ziyan and Su Luo shared a deep understanding; the moment she saw Su Luo stroking her chin with a slight smirk, she knew she had a solution.
Arriving on the fourth floor, a waiter led him to a window seat. He sat down, and the waiter poured him a cup of tea.
Yuanding Sansheng was surrounded by forces from beyond the territory, and a bloody battle was inevitable. He needed to maintain his peak condition.
Among the Eight Great Profound Domains, the Beast Domain was the most unique. It was overrun by beasts, yet there was not a single sword cultivator to be found. The fact that an envoy from the Beast Domain had come this time suggested they were finally beginning to accept sword cultivators.
The meat was tender and melted in the mouth, mixed with the unique, fresh fragrance of wild mushrooms. It was so delicious one felt like swallowing their own tongue along with it.
“Bang!” A gunshot rang out. The bullet left a hole in his forehead, ending the drug lord’s life.

However, at that very moment, a scream suddenly echoed from a stone house in Fengmen Village. It was a familiar sound—the scream of Shen Haoying.
If there were no danger, Li He would be quite content with a life where he visited different worlds every Saturday to experience their local customs, completed tasks, and returned to reality with endless money to spend.
The leader was a middle-aged man in black. His head was wrapped in a strange fashion; thick black cloth strips covered almost his entire head, hiding every strand of hair. A strip of cloth ran down the right side of his cheek, obscuring his right eye, and he wore a thin, tight mask over his face, leaving only his left eye visible.
The temperature had dropped slightly, just to eighty-five degrees. She picked it up and poured the hot water into the patterned teapot.
Amidst the flames, surrounded by the essence of the sun, Qin Chuan wondered if he had arrived inside the sun itself.
Zhou An walked to the bedside and gently laid Princess Yunjing, who was dressed in a phoenix coronet and robes as if she were in traditional bridal attire, onto the silk quilt. He turned and sat on the edge of the bed, holding the princess in his arms.
As soon as the words were spoken, Xu San and I leaped from the ground simultaneously, charging toward the figure in the black robe.
Just as the police officer fell to the ground, a Mercedes-Benz screeched to a halt, drifting sideways to block the entrance.
With those few words, Li Qingping’s expression relaxed completely, while Cao Wanchun’s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Wuxie had always been cold-hearted and detached; such trivial people and matters could never stir his interest.
Listening from the side, Lin Ziyue couldn’t help but chuckle. His grandfather’s temper was indeed as eccentric as Aieriman had described.
Disdainfully interrupting the big man and the fake tiger, Liu Minglang grabbed the megaphone himself and said with a faint smile, “Today is a wonderful day for me.”
Later, Hua Zhu forcibly ended their fight. As for the true purpose of the evil spirit puppet, no one knew.
The Khan could not care about anything else. Assisted by his guards, he mounted his horse and galloped away. After a while, his ears caught a sound again. It was the sound of ten thousand horses thundering behind him, accompanied by the cries of battle.

She could feel her body becoming cold and stiff, her senses fading bit by bit. Before long, she would die in this heavy rain.
Lin Yun felt very calm. Since he had anticipated this beforehand, he held the absolute initiative.
After a bout of sharp, stinging words, Lulu and the others opened a portal, and the five of them descended into the Elf Fairyland together.
One had to realize that the person before them was no simple character, and most people had heard rumors about the grudges between Taixu Mountain and the other sacred lands of the Five Domains.
Priests, pastors, shamans, and other similar religious roles were all tied to deities. Having spent these days in the Elf World, Vayne understood the distinctions very clearly.
It was as if a hornet’s nest had been poked. Countless pale blue, helmet-wearing Japanese ghosts swarmed out of the hole. The two sides clashed, and because they were short two officers, the strength of the Japanese ghosts was significantly diminished, with spirits being devoured one after another.
“Think about it carefully…” he said with a sneer, “Think carefully about who you have offended in this life. Just who exactly have you offended?”
Just as he was about to strike, he suddenly withdrew his hands, stepped back, and turned his gaze toward the void.
Zhang Kai was very decisive. With a plan in mind, he stepped onto the stone stairs and headed toward the third floor.
A former peak Level 4, now a Level 5 early-stage expert, he far surpassed all the villains present in terms of presence, and even Level 6 powerhouses like the Great Sage Sun Wukong and Ophis could not compare to him in that regard.