Volume 1, Chapter 62: A swift slash, and the hair falls to the ground!
"Come inside and talk!" He Jing shouted toward the doorway.
When Mo Ran entered the room and saw the girl from next door as well, he quickly said, "Mom, just as I was getting off the carriage, I ran into a group of people heading this way in a rush, cursing as they walked. Then I saw the person in the middle was Su's mother, and I heard them discussing coming over to drag Su back home to get married!"
"What did you say?" Su Jinsha wondered if she had misheard.
"They want to drag you back to get married. After thinking it over, hiding in my sister's house is the safest bet. When the time comes, we'll have your grandfather handle them, and once they can't find you, they'll leave!" Mo Ran offered his suggestion. He had sprinted all the way back, his mind racing...
Upon second thought, his son was not someone devoid of common sense, and since Qingru was now expecting, he certainly wouldn't dare to act recklessly.
After resting for two days, her spirits were much better, and her complexion had become much more rosy. Although her morning sickness was still severe, she could barely manage to eat some food.
Had Lu Yiming rented a private villa halfway up the mountain, Lu Yao would not have been nearly as surprised.
In front of the Zhuge residence, Zhuge Jin stood waiting on the steps in a cyan robe, looking just like a piece of flawless, warm, and radiant jade.
Liu Bidding farewell to Lady Yu, putting on his armor and mounting his horse, he led Taishi Ci, Chen Duan, and three thousand troops toward Taishan Commandery to assist Guan Yu in "pacifying" the internal rebellion.
The reason for shooting the commercial in advance was that Xu Xing had to depart for the island province by the 15th, which was the absolute deadline given by Director Chen Yushan.
Just as Jiang Sheng was waiting for the number of monsters climbing the mountain to reach a certain threshold to activate the formation barrier and trap the prey, Xue Ji, hovering in the air, formed hand seals to condense ice and snow arrows on the sky-breaking crossbows that had been pulled apart by the giant skeleton monsters, and without hesitation, she gave the order to fire.
Therefore, when the Zhang family called, not only did he agree to let them come to the Northwest, but he even used his connections to buy them sleeper tickets for the train.
They foolishly believed that they had remained hidden in the shadows and corners from beginning to the end, and that Taboo 006 had not detected their existence.
"Yay, I want to ride in the carriage with Elder Brother Qiao! Let me tell you how I met Qiaoqiao and how we became friends, okay?" Ye Jinmei excitedly pulled her hand away from her father's grasp and grabbed Qiao Su's arm instead.
Tossed about by the parachute after falling from Fenghua, the volcanic crater began to collapse. Although unconscious, Lingling luckily rolled down from the outer slopes of the crater. Aside from being unconscious, she seemed to be out of danger.
After being chosen by the princess as her consort, the Prince was unwilling to remain forever under the shadow of the Grand Consort. His ambition gradually swelled, so he quietly had An Tier train an elite special forces unit in preparation for seizing the throne.
However, for Fenghua, how could a mere pile of earth suffice? To deal with such a thing, what Fenghua implemented was a complete civil engineering project.
When the middle-aged man Lai En heard Meng Lengqiu say that, it was already too late to stop him. He could only wait; if that person showed even a shred of greed or other ulterior motives, he would strike him down with a single fatal blow.
"But, it hurts. This morning as soon as I came back, I heard others gossiping about the Primary Consort. I know the Primary Consort is not that kind of person, but I have no way to stop them from talking." Qingyan lowered her head, her hands tightly twisting the quilt.
Hua Weilu slowly opened her eyes, and the scene before her gradually became clear, instantly bringing those four anxious faces into view.
Mu Mengchen, however, jolted upright, grabbed the man by the collar, and demanded, "Where are those people out spring-outing?" Upon getting the location, he released his grip, rushed straight out of the house, and with a horse's neigh, mounted the saddle.
Staring intently at Qiao Ying's gorgeous and slightly alluring face as if he could never get enough of it, Mo Qianmo wanted to take one last look at Qiao Ying, engraving her deeply into his mind so he would never forget.
The bandit leader apparently recalled that scene as well, rolling his eyes back until he nearly fainted.
Yet every unreasonable goal scored by Lian Feng felt like a bullet piercing through their hearts.
When the two of them entered the Abyss of Myriad Calamities, Di Yanhang was already initiating the seal of the Othershore Flower, intending to perish together with the Underworld Demon King beneath the Abyss of Myriad Calamities.
With the order given, the three top-tier heroes who were frantically attacking the enemies immediately focused their attention on the four-armed half-snake man leading the charge.
Clan Head Qin was instantly dumbfounded. While his hundred men had a fighting chance against a few dozen or even another hundred, now that so many people were coming from all directions—a quick count revealed they outnumbered his own forces three or fourfold—the previously arrogant Clan Head Qin instantly wilted.
Di Xiao sized him up, then channeled his magic to probe into his soul consciousness, discovering that the Lust Demon had been sealed within him, rendering outside intervention impossible.
What was even more unsettling was that Byron Scott not only failed to stop everyone, but actually joined in on the mischief.
The cultivation method of an Assault-type Battle Soul Master differed from that of a Support-type Soul Master, which meant Ning Fengzhi could not help him all that much.
She just muttered: "Whatever, so arrogant, I love it." Yet, a few times when Lin Zheng turned to look at her, her pretty brows were tightly furrowed. The seat belt stretched across her exquisite petite body like a ribbon, revealing the distinct layers of her figure—rolling peaks and valleys. Such a fine figure... fine, she was forgiven.
Upon returning to the hotel, he tossed his luggage onto the table, leaving the rest to Mars to coordinate with a specialized team. The next day, they would first go register their Hong Kong company before catching a connecting flight to the United States.
The system possessed numerous skills, and as more skills were redeemed, the injury threshold would only continue to rise. Lian Feng did not believe he had the opportunity throughout his entire career to redeem every single skill.
As soon as she spoke, the crowd immediately chimed in. After all, building a new one meant they would never be restricted again, and everything would be decided by their own village.
"Then we can just stroll around casually. Sometimes, as you walk, you figure out what you actually need." Yun Su walked in front, though she still turned back to offer a word of caution.
Siyao had originally come looking at Lu Jingcheng because he felt it was quiet there, and indeed, the two hadn't seen each other in three years.
Guests arrived in a steady stream. Although they didn't need to host them for meals, Yun Su felt her cheeks ached from smiling over the past two days.
Lin Feng felt a sudden piercing pain in his heart. Truly his own dear sister—she had just eaten his food, and in the next second, she sold her brother out without a trace of mercy.
He had no doubt that if his current self were to face the version of himself from half a month ago, he would likely be able to defeat his past self with absolute ease.
The crimson spiritual energy seemed to sense a threat, roaring frantically as it tried to obliterate this menace.
Then, with a powerful sweep of its massive tail, two more figures were sent flying backward heavily, vomiting mouthfuls of blood as their bodies were severed clean at the waist.
"Since it's a bun stuffed with meat, why is it called meat sandwiched in a bun?" Lin Ziqin asked with genuine curiosity.
Now that she was an artist manager at Qingle Film and Television, just in case, it was better not to let him find out.
Regarding Zhou Zhimei's matter today, Zhao Yunxiang hadn't been involved in the slightest, yet Wu Jinfeng had started cursing her the moment she opened her mouth, leaving Zhao Yunxiang feeling quite aggrieved. Therefore, chaotic as the courtyard was, Zhao Yunxiang had no intention of going out to take a look.