Day 52 of Reincarnating as Rimuru

Behind me came the voice of Ming Si. This was the first time he had spoken to me since I met him, the first time he called me by that name, just like when we first met.

His bone-chilling voice was like a poisonous snake. The sound waves rippled outward, making anyone who heard it feel their soul tremble. Clearly, he had used a powerful sonic martial art in his words, but such an art was completely useless against Ye Fantian.

A fierce and terrifying vital qi suddenly cut through countless obstacles in the air, rapidly transforming into a brilliant light that lunged sharply and savagely toward Ye Fantian's palm.

The silver armor dyed the sunlight with a frosty glare, and Ruan Meng's voice was cold enough to drop icicles.

Ruan Meng happily bounced around in Zhang Liang's arms, while preparing herself for the moment Zhang Liang would grab her collar and toss her out.

A cold smile tugged at Qing Hong's lips as her frigid gaze stared down at the struggling Qin Jueyang beneath her. The martial qi within her surged along her slender hand, slowly pouring from Qin Jueyang's neck into his body, charging fiercely straight toward his dantian.

Lin Nuannuan stammered for a moment, and when she looked up at the old woman again, her face clearly wore an expression of being thoroughly frightened.

Bai Wei and Qi Xuyao arrived not long after. Hearing about Liu Xiawen and the others' misfortune, they couldn't help gloating and mocking them ruthlessly: How lacking in self-awareness could someone be to think they had a chance at marrying Young Master Ji! Everyone across Country H knows that Lu Tangtang is the only true love of Young Master Ji's life; who could ever tear them apart?

That agile movement, esoteric techniques, and terrifying power made Ye Fantian, standing on the ground, involuntary feel a surge of astonishment. Through this observation, he could tell that the opponent's strength was at least at the Great Martial Master level.

Upon hearing this, Lanzhi grew furious. Yun Chi actually dared to humiliate her so! Since her cultivation was higher than Yun Chi's, why should she need Yun Chi to yield three moves to her?

She only knew that back when Dong Pei entered the capital, Liu Bei had once attempted to snatch Dong Pei's warhorse, resulting in being crushed by Dong Pei and branded a rebel.

The birds in the sky were no exception; thousands of avian creatures were locked in a fierce battle. Whether eagles, cranes, or sparrows, they were attacking each other head-on. Their beaks lunged at each other's eyes while dodging incoming blows, and feathers constantly rained down to the ground amidst the brawl.

Accompanying Beigong Yu were two of Han Sui's close confidants, one named Yang Qiu and the other named Ma Wan.

Ignoring all external disturbances completely, Lin Feng kept his eyes half-closed. The drawing of his bow was heavy and sluggish, brimming with raw strength, filled with hesitation and stops. It possessed an inherent forbearance, giving off an impression of melancholy and stubbornness. An implicit, arduous, and rugged beauty unfolded between his movements, making one marvel that a square inch could indeed encompass an entire universe, that such a realm truly existed.

Now soaring high in his career, he began to yearn for a more passionate and grandiose romance, needing someone to hold him every day and whisper that they loved him.

Yun Duo cast a glance at Wan Hong, and Wan Hong gave a subtle nod toward the center. The two of them pounced on Song Jiliu from left and right, and before Jiliu could offer any explanation, they hoisted him up and carried him away.

Besides, even if they forced their way in, wouldn't He Congli have someone watching over Concubine Su? Even if Concubine Su truly held evidence against him at that moment, she would never be able to smuggle it out.

Upon seeing the agreement, they didn't care at all. They had never regarded Xia Linxuan as a true brother in the first place; banishing him from the clan was the best possible outcome.

Seeing this, the two traitors took three steps back, then simultaneously stepped forward again, halting with their sabers held horizontally across their chests. Their expressions were extremely tense.

"Fine, I'll be right there!" I frowned as I hung up the phone, started the car, left the Zhang Ji Bone Restaurant, and headed straight for Nanzhilu Garden.

The group followed Old Master Meng into the Meng family ancestral hall, and as soon as they stepped inside, they couldn't help shivering—one shiver after another.

The two brothers exchanged pleasantries in the living room for a long time until a call came from home, prompting Mo Bai to leave reluctantly.

"Mian'er, today is a day worth celebrating for you. I want to present you with a surprise, and at the same time, propose to you in front of the whole world."

The three of them had originally wanted to beg desperately for their lives, but Ninth Master's gloomy expression at that moment was truly more terrifying than taking their lives. Not daring to utter another word, they stumbled and rolled out of the private room in utter disgrace.

All warmth vanished entirely from Ling Xi's eyes, and ice thorns had already formed in her hand. Under Xin Ya's incredulous gaze, those ice thorns pierced straight toward her skin.

Releasing the suppression on his cultivation and unleashing his full immortal power, Wei Changting slapped his palm down toward Lian Xujun. Flames burst forth from his palm, heading straight for Lian Xujun's face.

The Demon Lord's anger toward Lian Xujun grew heavier day by day, reaching the point where if she dared to show her face right now, the Demon Lord intended to chop her down at all costs! Unfortunately, this person had never appeared.

After a series of eerie, cackling laughs, black Qi drifted out from the bottom of the mine shaft. The Third Elder lowered his guard for a split second and fell victim to it, his shoulder rapidly turning black.

Yet the fact that she moonlighted on the night shift could not possibly be allowed to reach the ears of the Xi family. Before him, she had absolutely no room to resist.

Perhaps their social statuses had been unequal from the very beginning; she had never even harbored any expectations of Mo Beixiao.

Jiang Yi was not a saint, but every debt has its debtor. The Underworld and the Aisin Gioro family were also victims this time, and both sides had suffered heavy losses; they should not be subjected to any further blame.

As the procession moved forward, the color of the originally green woods suddenly deepened significantly, a change that Zhang Tian could clearly perceive.

According to his mental estimation, those bullets should have struck precisely where he wanted them to, but two deviations had inexplicably occurred, leaving him with an imperfect feeling.

The captain of the SWAT brigade personally took charge, assigning tasks via the internal communication system inside the assault vehicle.

The old lady curled up, hugging her head, but her hands and back were covered in blood, and a huge gash was torn open on her leg, with blood gushing out uncontrollably.

He was truly grateful to Ye Xiu and Hu Li and the others, especially Hu Li and Yao Bin. If the two of them hadn't accompanied him, he honestly didn't know when he would have ever walked out of his emotional trauma. The blow Bai Yan dealt him during this period had simply been too devastating.

Not only that, the mobile phones and various communication devices of all nine drivers were confiscated, and each vehicle was issued an encrypted walkie-talkie.

"I was just fretting over having nothing to do, and now an opportunity presents itself? Come on, let's go have a nice chat with them!" Xu Xiangdong sneered, holding his wine glass and leading a few sycophantic friends toward Jiang Yi and Lu Yingxue.

After watching a good show, Bai Chilian curved his lips into a pleasant smile, and finally, at the "appropriate" time, steered the conversation back on track.