Volume 1, Chapter 43: The Wicked Get Their Just Desserts

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"I really can't tell that you would care so much about the affairs of the Blazing Sun Empire." Ling Ran wore a peculiar expression. Although she hadn't known Lei Yu for long, her intuition told her that Lei Yu was definitely not a saint, let alone a bleeding-heart do-gooder who would draw her sword whenever she saw injustice. That was why she found it strange.

Upon hearing Zhu Qian's words, Qin Junxi looked at the bracelet in his hand and said in agony.

Holy crap, no way, even being handsome wouldn't have that kind of appeal, right? Liu Yi conjured up that image in his mind and felt a chill run through his heart.

This was an absolute must. Xiao Lin always felt that the sun, which had strengthened his body several times, was a deity. With deities watching three feet above one's head, Xiao Lin did not dare to be careless and sincerely bowed toward the sky.

My physical functions have now declined to an extremely low level, and every step I take requires a tremendous amount of effort.

You Jian looked at the extremely clear imagery; he felt that he wasn't watching a video at all, but rather experiencing everything firsthand.

When Qin Junxi's divine sense had attached itself to the body just now, he indeed felt an extremely comfortable sensation.

Zhang Yue looked at the bewildered Faceless Ghost, gazing at that true face belonging to her. This face was not pretty; it should be called quite ugly, but compared to that ghost face formed from lingering grievances, this face at least fell within the category of a normal person.

The stone man's body had long since become riddled with holes and utterly ruined under the ravages and erosion of the Thunder Emperor Seal. Therefore, the torrent of energy completely pulverized it with a crushing advantage, just like swatting a fly to death.

Look at how that was phrased, making it sound as if this battle was still the fault of the British. In truth, the primary reason was simply that Xiao Lin wanted to unify the North American continent. However, with people pressing down on them and their own side being weak, Linman and the others could only complain inwardly.

Opening his eyes, the storm-like invisible sword Qi in the air not only completely annihilated all those ghost soldiers but also destroyed this section of the city wall.

Although Su Yi sighed, his movements were not slow at all. Instead, he directly unleashed a single strike of the Heaven-Incinerating Style, and that exceptionally powerful flame force instantly swept across the entire battle stage.

Who knows what the military department is up to, forcing a newly gathered batch of survivors out to do missions, and such arduous ones at that. If they truly wanted the cleanup to go smoothly, they shouldn't have let everyone enter the hospital in the first place.

Not long after, the prison guards let a few church knights out to get some fresh air. The returning knights all stated they had seen a large number of East Aguna Empire reinforcements inside the castle. It was just that those soldiers all looked listless, likely because their commander, Juan, had been killed.

"I bid a top-tier spirit artifact, the Incinerating Fire Bell!" Just as Su Yi and Shi were conversing, a bidding voice rang out from another private room.

"Dammit, all of you have thoroughly angered Moker, and he probably even suspects that I was the one who made a move. Now you're telling me that his strength is formidable and you're backing out?" Jin Feng growled in a low voice.

Such a person, even when just looked at from afar, could give others an unprecedented sense of security.

Luo Wanzmei was determined to win the Jadeite King. At this Myanmar Gem Emporium, what she wanted was not just a large amount of high-end jadeite, but also to re-establish the reputation of Luo's Jewelry. She wanted others to know that even if Jin's Jewelry tried to suppress them, they were still one of the top jadeite and jewelry merchants in Yelang Province.

Suddenly, an idea came to Yang Chong's mind. The increase in his willpower and the strengthening of his physical body both seemed to undergo changes when his genes were unlocked. Moreover, many substances did not repel each other as he had imagined; all the substances he had sensed ultimately completed fusion with his body.

"Sect Master! We must not underestimate ourselves! Right now, we should immediately summon our disciples and prepare for battle with all our might!" Master Fengtai reminded him.

Therefore, Xia Yuhe tried her best to maintain her composure, slowly walking toward a crowded place... It was still some distance from the school, and her best route right now was to hail a taxi.

Clearly it was the exact same tea leaves, the exact same teacup, and the exact same boiling water, so why was the taste she brewed herself so vastly different?

He had just wanted to test whether what Lin Feng said was the truth, never expecting this fellow to actually fly a fighter jet into the sky.

This was the first time Saika Kazuto revealed a leader-like aura at the company. Everyone chimed in and hurriedly dispersed, leaving Kitagawa Kyoya standing frozen in place, not daring to move a single inch.

It turned out that the white milky fluid in this pool was none other than the Spirit-Nurturing Essence Milk that Tian Li and the others had ingested when they entered the Star Soul Palace a while ago.

An Yao rushed forward in big strides to embrace the fainting An Yang. She tried strenuously to get him to stand up, but it was all in vain. The staff members nearby panicked, scrambling to find their phones to call for an ambulance, while some found the scenic area's medical personnel to administer simple first aid.

Lin Feng asked directly, staring intently at Wang Xiaoyan as he spoke so that no subtle change in her facial expression could escape his notice.

Although Zhao'er had stayed within this estate ever since she was born, she had followed the Lord of Punishing Heaven for so many years and had never heard of a dead person coming back to life—especially not someone whose very soul no longer existed.