Volume 1, Chapter 42: Confession

When Xu's father and mother returned and saw Pei Xi and Xu Qingning waiting at the arrivals, they were not surprised at all. Mother Xu cheerfully took Xu Qingning by the hand, leaving Father Xu and Pei Xi behind to carry the luggage, staring at each other in dismay.

"Uncle, I'll take those."

"Hmph, why are you here too?"

"Qingqing said you two must have bought a lot of things, so she asked me to come and help with the luggage."

Upon arriving home, Xu Qingning lingered and refused to go upstairs with Mother Xu. "Mommy, I'll stay with Pei Xi."

"Stay with who? How long has it been since we last saw you? Get upstairs!"

"Oh, why are you snapping at him? Go open the door, hurry up!"

Xu Qingning blinked playfully at Father Xu...

When Ye Xunhuan received Wang Xizhi's Lanting Xu, he was only filled with doubt. How could Yun Ming possibly possess such a piece of calligraphy?

It was only then that I realized how powerful the Amabe family was. Had they known that Amabe Seiko was at the airport trying to leave the country, they would have likely dispatched the police to arrest her directly.

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone widened their eyes in utter disbelief.

Inside the abandoned factory, Lu Gengsheng began to devour the brains of the ten bandits, while Feng Yudie began to drink their blood. Confronted with such a gruesome spectacle, the bandit leader, who was still clinging to a last breath, literally died of fright.

Therefore, Olivia had to stay behind to help Ye Xunhuan vet things. After all, having lived for centuries, it was not easy for her to make a friend, let alone a true confidant.

They were not afraid of battle; after all, with their eyes bloodshot from excitement and morale soaring high, there was not a trace of fear in their hearts.

Neither Olivia nor Yuan Kun meant anything to Lin Changfeng, who recognized neither of them, not even when learning that Yuan Kun belonged to the Mount Shu sect.

Under Gu Changqing's masterly control, the "Twisted Fate" card completely avoided Gangplank's cannon barrage. Even though Gangplank's ultimate ability was unpredictable and the cannonballs rained down densely, the card suffered not a single point of damage.

Moreover, by this moment, she had completely opened her heart to Li Zhiyuan. Even if he were to take her completely, she would have done so willingly.

Heisaoxue also mustered her courage, lifting her head from her shame to fix her gaze on Li Zhiyuan. Tears gradually welled up in her eyes, spilling over her beautiful face with a tragic yet stunning allure.

As the bridal sedan chair arrived at the Li estate, the members of the Li family were naturally overjoyed, especially the elderly patriarch, whose smile stretched wide across his face.

With a sweeping gesture of his massive sleeves, a spacetime storm was instantly conjured, sweeping across the eight desolate realms in a flash. The four Eastern Emperors and the attackers all wore expressions of sheer terror.

As for the courtyard full of guests, they rose and offered their farewells one after another after Yang Fan entered the bridal chamber! Only a few middle-aged female relatives from Liu's paternal side remained behind to help clear away the cluttered banquet tables and clean up the courtyard.

That was the child of Qianxun and Ye Wujue. The child carried the surname Ye, not Li, and would certainly never come to the Li estate.

"Bai Shoubang, do you have the guts to come out and settle the final score with me?" Zhang Hu asked with apparent disdain.

"Xiaolin, you are the bravest warrior of my Demon Palace. Today, I appoint you as the Grand Marshal of the Eastern Conquest, leading my million fierce wolf-like soldiers to conquer the eight realms directly!" Rahu proclaimed loudly.

The next day at noon, Ye Qian finally woke up from bed, realizing that trying to keep up with a man's endless tricks was simply out of the question. Especially with a martial artist like Meng Zhao, trying to match his stamina was like hitting a rock with an egg. After a whole night, Meng Zhao left for work looking refreshed and full of vigor, while she lingered lazily in bed.

"It seems the Ghost Doctor has begun absorbing the third drop of the Cang Sovereign's primordial blood. The pure dragon might on its body is growing stronger, and correspondingly, its resistance to the Cang Sovereign's blood is also intensifying. If you survive this ordeal, your future achievements will be unimaginable. You either transform into a dragon or remain a worm; you must endure the crisis yourself," Haotian murmured with a concerned look.

After flying at top speed for another half-shichen, they finally reached the end of the colossal tree canopy, and the Fuzang fruit was now merely a zhang or two away from him.

"It is the Blood Ghost Girdle, though it is a replica!" A grave expression surfaced on Lei Yuan's face. The Blood Ghost Girdle was one of the two sacred Buddhist treasures wielded by the Buddha of Longevity.

Li Kuan had merely asked him to go casually catch a few wild chickens or rabbits, but he had returned dragging an entire tiger.

Mu Wenxin's intention was glaringly obvious: she was forcing her to swallow the gu poison herself before she would provide the medicine to heal Tuan'er.

Up until this moment, everyone was shocked by Noah Allen's sheer power, yet simultaneously filled with dread at the thought of Poseidon's impending strike.

"Old Ren, the operation has begun!" Lian Bao yanked Ren Chenggong to his feet. "Splendid! Order all ground zombie kings of Level 7 and above to assemble. The Second Platoon, resume throwing smoke grenades!" Upon receiving the command, the platoon leader of the Second Platoon began throwing smoke grenades once more. In an instant, the battlefield was completely blanketed in smoke, rendering visibility impossible even for the enemy.

Suspended from these vines were countless human skins and the pelts of various demons. As a gentle breeze swept past, the skins and pelts swayed in the wind, emitting eerie, mournful wails that were utterly terrifying.

In the game of thrones, winning required far more than mere slaughter—it demanded cunning machinations and treacherous scheming.

Li Kuan could not help but think of his imperial father, recalling how his father had confiscated the estate of just such a corrupt official.

Xu An immediately made a faulty judgment regarding this smile from Li Shimin.

Local governments not only refused to provide relief but actively drove the victims away, resulting in countless people wandering aimlessly and perishing by the roadside.

Xia Ji removed the black blindfold from her eyes, finding herself temporarily at a loss as to how to contact the outside world.

He Ning responded softly, her nose filled with his distinctly masculine, virile scent. His kiss was burning and lingering, as if he intended to consume her entirely and make her a part of himself.

Though they had contracted out the software technology at a low total price, the profit margin was exceptionally high, netting them at least tens of millions.

Throughout the week of classes, Xiao Tian invariably felt several hostile gazes lingering upon him.

Just as his hand was about to brush against the hem of her skirt, Nan Xingwu shook her head and spoke out to stop him once more.

Had His Majesty not personally arrived with the imperial carriage to welcome the Princess of the Jie tribe, deploying troops in the nick of time to counterattack, the enemy would have nearly breached the Dingxiang and Yunzhong prefectures.

Gu Chen was helped up, ate some fruit, and drank some water. Though still injured, he had resumed his usual mischievous demeanor and was in high spirits.

The power that suddenly erupted within Dihan Chu was vastly different from the dragon soul power he typically wielded.

Chu Ning flashed a smile at Lele, opened his mouth to accept the treat the boy offered, and reached out to gently ruffle his hair.

Zhang Sheng explained to Bornia, actually realizing this himself only just a moment ago. While he didn't have Bornia's contact information and Bornia lacked money, he could easily use this as an excuse to buy him a phone later.

Pan Yi watched the scene unfolding before him, a cold sneer curling at the corner of his mouth. He hadn't expected Nie Tianfeng to endure this silently; pointing at the large screen behind Nie Tianfeng, Pan Yi spoke up.

Lin Qiankun's mind raced as he showered Yang Hao with obsequious flattery, swiftly pivoting the topic to their upcoming marriage, determined to avoid getting bogged down in disputes over the common folk.