Chapter 45: Adam's Rib

From that moment on, she changed—becoming withdrawn and silent. Dancing and singing, once her passions, were now abandoned. He Bin’s constant attentions, his flowers and gifts, failed to elicit even a single smile from the beauty.

Unwilling to forget! The place where Richard stood trembled once more—this was the most desperate wail of Sinmora’s soul. Yet, invisible hands in the sky continued mercilessly shaping Sinmora’s form.

Licking her ice cream with an innocent smile, Lin Chen couldn’t help but imagine a mischievous scene.

Wang the Bachelor, himself a businessman, naturally understood the principle of first come, first served. Moreover, in this matter, they were clearly in the wrong, so as long as it could be resolved peacefully, he had no desire to make enemies unnecessarily.

All of this, of course, could be credited to the corpse successor who summoned it. So saying he had helped him was not mere nonsense.

With waiting in place proving futile, Chu Yun decided to explore around—after all, sitting still and waiting to die was not an option.

The police now believed he was the murderer. What did that mean? Crucial evidence, such as the hotel’s surveillance footage, had certainly been erased. Going to the police now would be like walking into a trap. Besides, he had far more important matters to attend to.

No matter how one looked at it, running away from home on her wedding night was a profound humiliation, turning the entire Liu family into the neighborhood’s gossip.

Meanwhile, on the other side, it was said that Ruoshui’s zombification was extremely unusual—seemingly a manifestation of the legendary strange corpse, one of the yin corpses.

Everyone speculated about Lin Chen’s fate. Some said Su Bingshan had taken a liking to him and called him to her office for a heart-to-heart.

How had he not realized that the nail the Blood Flame had planted in the Y Ghost Sect was actually Duanmu Ci?

The wind scattered the reed flowers, playfully tickling her nose with their soft touch. Soon, she could not help but yawn.

Only Wang Siliang and Shangguan Tianming remained unmoved, calm as ever, seemingly unmoved by the complete destruction of the Dark Squad.

Among the eight great demon immortals, the Black Wolf King was the weakest, ranking last with only the fourth level of the Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal cultivation.

Outside the door, Li Jiji and Zhu Chenyi’s friends lay in wait, eager to see how the couple would ignite heaven and earth. Unexpectedly, shortly after Zhu Chenyi went in, the lights went off and not a sound was heard.

Old Wang’s mole was on her lower left chin, with three hairs about five centimeters long growing from it—like flowers planted in dung—distinctive and uniquely original.

Remembering that almost suffocating sensation just now, Geng Cancan shuddered in fear.

Ye Chen took a deep breath without hesitation, pulled out a key, and inserted it into the stone wall. Then came the sound of rolling rocks and turning mechanisms as the rock wall in front of the door contracted to both sides, revealing an entirely new world.

However, the two had to establish a normal mode of contact; otherwise, communicating about the song’s content would be impossible.

While the fourth and fifth of the Medicine Family’s Five Tigers were speaking with Liu Wei at Turtle Spirit Peak, they were already prepared to take action, but were stopped by Yao Ren.

Still, all of Lan Weiyan’s affairs—including those mysterious anonymous letters—Yan Yu had long decided to stay out of.

Seeing Zhu Jue by the door, tilting his head to drink, Lin Chen was momentarily stunned but said nothing, walking on alone.

Even when Ba Tian fell to him, he classified himself as weak, which was why he so decisively ended his own life.

Though he dared to harbor such ambition, no one would accept him. Moreover, Xiao Lisheng saw him as a thorn in his side, so there was no way he would grant him such a position.

The identity of the Fourth Brother had long been exposed through frequent media appearances, leaving nothing to hide.

Though the sun had yet to rise, the spiritual energy at Dawn Glow Terrace was already gathering, albeit not very densely.

A sharp pain surged from the left wrist, trembling slightly with the heart’s core as if the pain still lingered.

Liu Wei clearly remembered the last time he checked his phone was January 13, 2019, at 9:30 p.m.

At that time, Chu Liu died on a pirate ship facing a Devil Fruit captain. Inexperienced Tina barely observed before the pirate ship ordered a cannon barrage, resulting in several casualties.

Inside the gourd, a faint light stretched over three zhang high, revealing an object seven cun long, with eyebrows and eyes, and two white beams shining from its eyes. It then descended like a shield, pinning down the Fudimo Mud Pill Palace. Fudimo fainted, unaware of his surroundings.

After an unknown amount of time, calm finally returned. Lan Lianxia and he were drenched in sweat. He grabbed a piece of clothing, wiped the sweat from Lan Lianxia’s back, and placed it between them.

At that moment, Xia Haoyu suddenly took my hand, guiding it onto his chest. My fingertips traced his Adam’s apple, his chiseled chest, his evident abs, then his navel—then suddenly, with a tug, I found myself grasping... his hardness.

After the doctors and nurses left, Su Shaoying and others recalled Nie Wei’s inexplicable actions moments before.

“That’s enough.” After saying those words, Jin Xiu closed her lips, thoughts turning inward as she, like Li Zhishi, lifted her gaze to the sky.

“What!” Li Changfeng exclaimed, shocked that this suddenly appearing person had instantly rearranged the formation’s array points. Such profound mastery of formation techniques was required to accomplish that feat.