Volume 1, Chapter 55: Which Family Would Dare Take Him as a Son-in-Law
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She casually pulled out her phone from her pocket, expressionless as countless messages flooded the screen. No matter what, the incident involving the two children was her responsibility. Han Bao had already stabilized, but Lily was still in critical condition, having lost too much blood and urgently needing a transfusion. Regardless of the cost, she vowed to ensure Lily's safety.
The horrific screams, like those of a slaughtered pig, erupted alongside the splattering of crimson blood. Master Fan was hurled backward right before the Su family members’ eyes.
Startled by the commotion, Lin Qi woke up as well, sitting up in bed to see Huo Tingdong anxiously standing guard beside the baby carriage.
He was clumsy and foolish, almost like someone mentally challenged. What exactly made the matriarch so obsessed with him?
His narrow phoenix-like eyes and the darkening gaze clearly showed his temper had worsened.
After a brief moment of shock, the team’s legal advisor immediately began reviewing the contract, discovering that it indeed contained no clause regarding copyright ownership.
Old Master Su furrowed his brows, evidently harboring doubts about Han Lei’s medical skills and lacking full confidence.
Amid the clash of offense and defense, Chen Xin seized the moment when Mu Zhe’s stance wavered, lunging forward with a sword pointed straight at him.
“I don’t need this, so of course it’s yours,” Lu Jiasheng said matter-of-factly.
On the vast lake, this young man in a green robe moved effortlessly across the waves without any support, his boots not even getting wet. Jiumo Zhi, confident in his own skills, believed he could do the same at close range, but this youth had clearly come from afar without any leverage. His lightness skill was truly astonishing.
The last time Ji Yunwan met Chu Yan at the prince’s mansion, she had already suspected that the maid named Chizhu had deliberately led her there.
But now, the old woman’s appearance was far more terrifying—bloodshot eyes and a pair of hands spread wide like chicken claws, with sharp, long nails resembling those of a wild beast.
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A quarter of an hour earlier, her brother Cheng Shaogong had taken her to stay temporarily at the third brother’s residence, then rushed back to the Jiuzhui Hall to gather information. Shaoshang was squatting by the stove when Fu Deng, who had just finished tidying Cheng Song’s arrows and bowstrings, entered the room.
Next, there was the high-ranking werewolf Haut, imprisoned in the dark castle dungeon, and the living subject being experimented on and controlled by Kel’Thuzad.
At that moment, the car door on the passenger side slowly opened, and a young man wearing a long robe stepped down.
The youth turned to face the two men, speaking in a tone full of mystery. Yet his deliberately indifferent, almost blind-like gaze suddenly focused on Mu Jin, his pupils dilating as he drew a deep breath.
Most of the teachers here came from families with limited means. They often read educational journals but rarely bought them, and now they all expressed their gratitude to Teacher Zhou.
The Nationalist surrender forces were drawing closer. Outside the county town, the plains stretched wide, and as time passed, they could even make out the spirited faces of the Nationalist troops advancing toward them. However, when the enemy was less than a hundred meters away, General Zhongping’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“We can’t use it directly, but it can verify the authenticity of user-submitted information. Also, we can secretly use it without publicizing the data, recommending it confidentially,” Hang Yu explained.
If one were a Chaos Immortal Emperor, truly invincible, with no one able to oppose them, why endure so many cycles of reincarnation?
Deng Zilong was already under Lin Zhuo's strict orders. Without mercy, his two thousand troops massacred everyone along the military supply route, leaving no survivors. Xu Chaoxi was captured.
The meal ended early, and Fang Qin had nearly finished explaining the rules of the Illusion Pet Masters Association, how to receive and assign tasks. After eating, Fang Qin prepared to leave and continue working. Lin Feng wanted to see her off, but before he could speak, she turned to Song Xingchen nearby and asked.
“After all, it’s our product being consumed. It’s like two supermarkets cooperating—if your customers come to my store to buy something, should I share half the profit with you?” Boss Ma hadn’t expected his sincere proposal to be rejected. Hang Yu’s ambition was far greater than he imagined.
“I’m just out to relax,” Angel said, though a hint of sorrow lingered in her eyes.
Yin Qiandai did not hide her shame or flee. Instead, with a satisfied blush, she glanced at Lin Zhuo, rose from her soft seat, sat on his lap, hugged his waist tightly, and buried her head in his embrace, ignoring everything else.
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The soul is a shadow spirit, one that must never be exposed to sunlight. Without the body’s protection, a human soul is as fragile as a wisp of smoke—smoke that dissipates at a single breath, scattering into nothingness.
Li Yunfeng always kept Huang Jingning close—not for sightseeing, but to assist him in searching for someone.
Not only her, but others also wanted to join the legion. Except for Li Xiaomeng—being of the dragon clan, she was unsuitable for any legion and thus remained silent. Seeing their determination, Lin Feng finally agreed but then suddenly grew serious.
So this fellow had been feigning ignorance all along. No matter how Li Ziyuan questioned him, he refused to admit his true identity. Moreover, his mental fortitude was strong, and his act convincing. Even veteran He Huizhang nearly believed he had the wrong man.
Triton released Kailete, then took two quick steps forward and knelt on one knee at the center of the pure blue carpet.
“Very good!” He nodded, his gaze sweeping over Sikong Lanyue and the other, a murderous aura bursting forth like a dam breaking, wildly flooding the area.
The main reason Li Ziyuan hesitated to bring them along was that during the transfer, the troops had to be ready for fierce battles or bloody struggles at any moment. He needed absolute discipline, everyone united as one, to break through safely.
Two muffled groans came as Sikong Lanyue and Young Master Jiangnan quickly retreated to higher ground, both coughing up blood.
When launching the attack, he employed a tactic of pushing the Japanese troops steadily toward the choke point. For him, this was the most practical tactic at hand. His forces, mostly new recruits, would not fall out of sync during the charge and be counterattacked by the Japanese.