Volume 1, Chapter 41: Make Her Wish She Were Dead

"It is just the pain from my wound making my mouth twitch; I am not laughing..." Hua Xi had no choice but to blame the wound for her expression.

The most remarkable of them all was the fatty, who, to the surprise of the mentors, possessed a mutated holy spirit root and had reached the fifth level of the Spirit Silence Realm.

Hua Xi looked up and exchanged a glance with Chong Xi, seeking a solution, but she saw only a deep, unfathomable light in his eyes.

Upon reaching the outskirts of the mass grave, the horses refused to go any further. Cang Luochen ordered everyone to dismount and proceed on foot.

She felt certain that the message Aunt Yan Chen brought must be related to the underground palace and the Phoenix Stone.

Hehe... he had said that sticking with his sister would lead to fun, and sure enough, here was some fun delivered right to his doorstep.

When Ning Jue woke up, she realized she was already resting at the "Lotus Pavilion." As she moved slightly, Zhu'er, who was waiting nearby, noticed immediately.

"Really? But Jue'er saw how much pain they were in." Ning Jue was, at heart, a kind and simple person; the mere thought that she had caused her two best friends such suffering filled her with immense sorrow.

Huangfu Ye gave a cold, thin smile, a look of mockery suddenly appearing on his otherwise expressionless face.

The world beyond the Thousand Moon Realm was yearned for by countless cultivators, and the various war palaces and ships capable of sailing through the starry void were enough to stir anyone's blood.

Even with his steel-like muscles, the moment that sword pierced his body, it was as if he were made of paper, turning into a rain of blood that splattered across the mountainside.

"After I leave, this Chest-Pierced Kingdom will be yours to govern. From now on, you shall be the leader of the Hundred Birds Tribe," Jumang said to Yan Wu straightforwardly.

Just as Zhou Tian was about to speak, he felt his foot get nudged. He looked at Shi Lan in confusion, but she merely gave him a meaningful look and continued eating as if nothing had happened. Zhou Tian then looked at Zhou Kun, and upon seeing his gloomy face, he shrank his neck and immediately shut his mouth.

To cooperate with the pirates' next move, I had to suppress my anger and slowly walk toward where Ouyang Jue and the others were located.

He stood nine feet tall with broad shoulders and a thick waist; no wonder his arrows possessed such astonishing power. Beyond his innate cultivation, he had such immense physical strength. Had he not been bolstered by the Dragon Emperor's Indestructible Body, those few arrows would have already killed him.

In the end, after interrogation that even Nanny An could no longer bear to watch, Wen Yu Kou finally spoke.

Lin Yi observed the situation at the artillery position and saw that it had descended into chaos.

It seemed the power of the Imperial Supervision Palace was even greater than that of the Eastern and Western Depots during the Ming Dynasty.

"That is a good plan, and I fully support it. By the way, Yue'er, since I am proposing to you, we must have a ring, right? How about we go choose one first?" Although I was internally dead set against Yue'er's suggestion, I could not say so out loud. To divert the topic, I quickly sought a "detour."

"So what if I know? The heavens are azure; the Azure Feather Phoenix Luan comes from the Azure Luan Phoenix Yao." Yan Wu said to Feng Yao, "Now that my eyes are clear and my heart is dead and still, what does it matter who captures me or whose hands I die by? After all, I am but an ordinary crow." Having said this, Yan Wu ignored Feng Yao and headed straight toward Haotian and Xingtian.

Lan Qing'er stepped out of the sedan, and as if she sensed the youth's gaze, she looked up and saw the inexplicably complex look in his eyes.

"Ji Mao? Who is Ji Mao??" I asked curiously, wondering if this Ji Mao was someone powerful enough to make Commander Zhang so happy.

Lan Qianchen lowered his brows, looking sullen. Fine, it was his fault; he wouldn't talk back, lest he make the old man so angry that he would pull out his nine-section whip to deal with him.

A man who looked like he was of mixed Chinese and German descent stood before the mirror; he was so unfamiliar that even Shao Le could hardly believe it.

But this time, Su Ruoshui was not behind the screen; she was feeling unwell and resting in the back residence. Yet, this was the moment Ye Gu Yuanhong felt most confident, for every other time, he had to sit in the main hall and figure out the nature of the complaint and the solution on the spot.

Although there was nothing else like the "Soul Realm Secret Technique" to make Fang Haotian and Xu Yeyue's eyes light up with ecstasy, the haul this group had seized over the past few days was indeed substantial.

"Excellent, Doctor. It is basically identical to the symptoms you described." The black head nurse did not dare to be negligent.

In fact, France had at least fifty nuclear power plants to date, more than half of which were due for upgrades. Soon, over twenty more would begin construction, and within the next ten years, they would completely replace the existing thermal power generation mode.

He looked like an old friend who had known Lan Qing'er for many years; there was not a hint of estrangement in his eyes.

Yang Liqian analyzed the situation with precision. It seemed she had made full preparations long before Guan Jing was released from prison.

That day, the Lone Wolf traveled a hundred miles to complete a task. The work was done cleanly, but he was exhausted. He hadn't intended to drink, but he couldn't help but tilt his head and gulp down the wine, and before he knew it, he was lost in a drunken haze, unaware of the world around him.

He bit his lower lip hard, his face showing signs of pain. Ye Tingyuan sighed, ultimately deciding not to make things difficult for him at that moment, and reached out to continue satisfying his needs.

"Go, go, go! I’m not familiar with you, so stop calling me that!" Lin Tatiang glared at him, acting as if he didn't know Tang Hu at all.

Six months later, the incident was gradually forgotten, and Chongming Island was renovated and transformed, becoming a popular tourist attraction once again.

In the military, Wang Haibin never called Wang Xiaojie "father"; that was the agreement between the father and son.

He Cheng Huai remembered that the last time he asked this, the guy replied it was because his family's cook was exceptionally skilled. Since the cook had resigned to return to his hometown a while back, he didn't know what excuse this person had now.

"We have them too," Yun Di, Dai Lura, and Huo Jianxin said in unison; they couldn't let Xiang Yang shoulder everything alone.

"No, someone saw him on the Spirit Martial Continent, but he disappeared without a trace afterward." Steward Wang lowered his head further; he knew the only reason he was still alive was because of the missing Wang Goulin.