Volume 1, Chapter 44: Wait for me to come and kill you!

Xiao Qingyun caught his breath and continued, "I lied to them just now, telling them that our team has run out of food and that everyone should eat their remaining rations tonight."

Du Jingyu's second batch of supplies was also about to be delivered. She planned to head to the provincial capital to purchase some, along with various samples for Zhou Jin'an to slowly choose from.

The weather was extremely cold, and the porridge cooled down significantly the moment it was ladled. Coupled with her blowing on it to cool it further, it wouldn't be too hot to eat.

Three projects, three pieces of bad news—they hit his chest like three heavy hammers, leaving him breathless.

In fact, the word count for a double release is often sufficient, but repeated revisions render many words invalid. So, even though I sometimes promised a double update, it ended up as a single one, which makes me feel quite ashamed.

Ruan Chengying did not sleep all night. Just as she was finally beginning to grow drowsy, she was informed that visitors from the Pei family had arrived.

Mainly, her cultivation required spiritual energy, and since this universe lacked any, she could only obtain it by stimulating the growth of plants.

Business on the weekend was better than the previous few days. Based on the current turnover, the flagship store hitting one hundred thousand was not a problem, and the branch store was expected to break through forty thousand.

This totem pole was a sacred pillar passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors. Unless under exceptional circumstances, the chieftains of the various tribes had never used it to contact one another.

"Since I'm heading back too, why don't we go together? Officer Song shouldn't mind, right?" Fu Jinheng's dark eyes revealed an unfathomable depth, his rich tone tinged with a hint of flirtatiousness.

"How can we dispatch people? The positioning compass is in Yu Yu's hands. Without it, the Five Realms are shrouded in utter chaos; where are we supposed to find the entrance?" Emperor Haoyue also wore a look of deep anxiety.

Having said that, Zhang Zhaoyang offered Qin Lan and the others a smile, nodded faintly, and returned to the front row where Wu Tianhua was seated.

Jing Qianqian glared fiercely, gritting her teeth as she stared at Jing Qingge. She hadn't expected that the in-car intimacy video would have such a severe negative impact on her.

Agarwood is the chief of all fragrances and the king of incense. It is not actually wood, but a combination of wood and resin. Its fragrance refreshes the spirit and can commune across the three realms, making it the ultimate material for carving divine statues.

Struggling, she broke free from Lu Xiyang's embrace. She scooted her hips backward, straightened her posture, and looked at Lu Xiyang with a solemn and earnest expression.

burying his head in the crook of her neck, the sorrowful lament in his voice moved everyone deeply.

Early the next morning, Yan You took the driver's car to school. As soon as she got out of the vehicle, a shout echoed from not far away.

At this moment, his hair was disheveled and his clothes were in tatters, his pristine white garments stained with dust, making him look exceptionally disheveled and forlorn.

A month and a half later, that veteran general who had fought for the Khitan dynasty his entire life—Yelü Luming's elderly father, the mighty Prince Yelü Duo'er—passed away from illness.

In truth, she resented herself. Her romance had come to nothing, and she should have let go of Zhang Ruoxu. Why did it end up looking like she was forced to flee in panic? Since she chose to be with Zhao Quan, how could she still entangle herself with Zhang Ruoxu? She ought to be responsible to Zhao Quan. She understood this clearly, yet Zhang Ruoxu was a man who always made her lose control.

Mu Bai shifted his gaze, surveying the dead village. After watching for a moment, his eyes suddenly froze, locking onto a single figure as his expression shifted slightly.

Huo Jidu's fourth uncle was the one who had embarrassed me at the dinner table. Was his remark clearly meant to worry that I might suspect his third uncle of giving me a hard time? Recalling Huo Jidu's initial assertion that he wouldn't investigate me, a ripple stirred in my heart once again.

"Dragon Brother, have they passed the assessment now?" Mo Jue knew that certain matters were beyond his current reach, so rather than giving others an opening, he directly changed the subject.

Seeing that the surroundings were quiet, the scenery picturesque, and undisturbed by anyone, Yan You relieved her mind, set down her drawing board, and began to paint.

For instance, where on earth did Mary Sue come from, and what kind of company was behind her—none of these things did he know. But right now, this Siling might know something, which was why He Yunlong felt it necessary to ask.

The people around them froze, wearing truly bizarre expressions. They had never seen a cleric utter such words.

Unable to figure it out, the master and servant simply went to the kitchen together to tidy up the evening meal. In the courtyard stood two Toona sinensis trees planted by the former owner, and their tender shoots were currently at their freshest and most delicate. Wenwan, feeling a craving, brought Granny Song along to pluck some of the tender sprouts.

Huangwu's movements were extremely gentle, like wiping a piece of cloud, making people hold their breath. His long hair hung low, and his pitch-black eyelashes were dotted with a trace of dew, gleaming with a crystalline luster.

"Show some respect!" Mo Qingfeng uttered a stern shout, snapping Shen Guohong back to his senses, whereupon he stopped his hands. When the crowd looked at him at that moment, it was as if they were gazing at a monster. Among those present today, who else could exchange blows with the Martial Arts Alliance Leader on equal terms?

When Zhang Shou had guessed earlier, he also figured it was because of this matter; otherwise, why would a dignified prefect casually say he would even provide for his food, drink, and lodging?

If Xinhui wanted to deal with Shen Guohong, he naturally had no choice but to take a counterfeit version of the Power-Burst Pill; only by doing so could he contend with Shen Guohong.

During our first meeting, I hadn't paid that much attention, but looking back now, there were indeed some puzzling aspects.

For the past three days, he had locked himself in his office without eating or drinking, and nobody knew what he was so busy with.