Volume One, Chapter 37: Lin Qiao Had Been Cheating for a Long Time

"If you are doing this because of your sister..." Jiang Jin remained indifferent. She assumed Jiang Yu was trying to stand up for his sister, following his usual pattern of thinking that only his sister was worthy of Gu Hanqing. She was just about to say something harsh to demonstrate her resolve.

Walking into the front courtyard, she headed straight for the tall building. As her gaze landed on the opposite side, her eyes deepened.

Father Lu also pleaded earnestly with the doctor, asking if there was any other way, even if it meant shortening the time by a year.

"No peace? I raised her for over a decade and nothing ever happened. It is only since you returned that this house has known no peace!" Old Master Gu's deep voice echoed as he descended the stairs, step by step, leaning on his cane.

Thinking that it was finally time to rest, Feng Lianzhu relaxed, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep shortly after.

Su Rao dismounted and led her horse toward the town, her peach-blossom eyes shimmering with vigilance as she scanned her surroundings.

The mere thought that her personal belongings had been touched by this foul man made her feel incredibly uncomfortable, and her face began to heat up.

Regardless of what schemes Yun Luo and Yun Huan were plotting, since they had agreed to come, they would not dare to break their word. Otherwise, if they failed to arrive at the Holy Temple in time and missed the hour for the Snow Lotus to choose its master, they would be unable to bear the consequences of such a failure.

At this moment, both the powerful figures of the Primordial Era and the generals of the Heavenly Court unanimously believed that Zhang Tian was boasting. If the Dragon Horse were to truly agree, the scales of victory would surely tip in its favor.

After the rain, the ground was extremely muddy. Gu Qingguo collapsed onto the ground, covered in dirt and muddy water, looking utterly disheveled.

Another complication had been resolved by the police in advance: there were several dogs at a neighbor's house near the scene. Through prior police intervention, these dogs had been removed by their owners, ensuring that the dawn raid would not create unnecessary noise.

Ma Changkun mixed the fully disassembled gun parts together, continued to feel them with his hands, and then sorted them into several piles.

Before long, Xu Qian brought in a bowl of thick, black medicinal soup. Lin Kun struggled to sit up, took the bowl, and grimaced at the bitter taste before downing it in one breath.

The Great Perfection of the Saint Realm is the ability to use these moves in any order, free from the constraints of a sequence. The Consummation of the Saint Realm allows for the effortless command of techniques, where one might initiate a move, but change it into another by the time the attack lands.

"Inspector Li, according to your introduction, there are not many suspects left. It seems there is no need for our SWAT team to be deployed, right? After all, our presence causes quite a stir," Zhong Wei asked in a low voice, leaning toward Inspector Li.

Ye Shanghan ignored Miyazaki Junichi, choosing instead to squat by the grill, enjoying his wine and meat. He possessed little magnanimity toward Tine's pursuers or his own love rivals.

Ye Shanghan spoke, releasing Mu Mian's hand, and took the gift bags from Karina's grasp. It wasn't that he was being impolite by accepting the gifts, but rather that he felt Karina was tired from carrying so much.

Across from them, Village Chief Tang, who was adept at reading expressions, witnessed this scene and seemed to finally realize that the private before him had a special identity. He stopped obsessing over the man's status and began to earnestly recall what happened on the night of the crash.

"Sigh, I give up on you all! Fine, fine, you lot can split the remaining eight! I'll go buy something else to eat!" Lan Duo, seeing the people at the table making fools of themselves over his donkey meat burger, compromised and prepared to go buy more food.

In just three years, the opponent had managed to leap past the peak of the Meridian Opening Realm to reach the Spirit Convergence Realm, which truly surprised her.

Huang Di threw his head back toward the heavens and let out a sharp cry. The phoenix song was high-pitched and piercing, as if declaring the return of a former emperor.

Tian Ze looked at Xiao Tianming with an ambiguous smile. Xiao Tianming felt a jolt in his heart, as if Tian Ze could see through his very soul, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

Yizhu was struggling to even catch her breath; how could she have the strength to converse with him? She was held by one hand by Murong Xi until they exited the East City Gate.

The Holy Dragon let out a series of shrieks. As the holy sword shot toward it, it clearly felt a boundless, razor-sharp aura of sharpness. Before this aura, its vaunted defenses seemed unable to offer any real protection.

Ding Guihua was the first to visit, but she did not bring corn kernels; instead, she brought the newly harvested millet of the year.

Although it was still not quite enough, she could not afford to trade for more; exchanging coarse grains for refined ones was already a loss.

Jiang Zhongnan knew of the terror of the Swallow Shadow organization, but he had never imagined it reached such depths. If Yi Tianxing could recruit even peerless experts of the Nine Heavens Martial Emperor Realm as assassins, wouldn't the Yi Clan be invincible?

She is now just over twenty years old. Because of a congenital weakness, perhaps from the womb, she was often ill even after learning martial arts as a child. It was only because her eldest martial brother was not only skilled in combat but also an accomplished physician that she had been able to grow up in good health.

But this Frost Dragon was strange; its wounds healed within seconds, and the lost blood replenished at a rate of six hundred thousand per second.

Since June, the weather had become increasingly sultry, and my body grew weaker by the day. Often, even a short walk left me gasping for air. Every time Ling Xuan came to take my pulse, he would offer many words of advice.

"The mecha has been upgraded. Even withstanding fire from a six-barrel machine gun won't affect the balance system... Hey, buddy, what's the name of the mecha you're piloting?" Su Mubai asked, watching as crows fell from the sky like dumplings.

"Also, their weaknesses, like all biochemical ghosts, are the head and the spine!" Fox added.

There are thousands of disciples in the Sword Sect, the most prominent being the Ten Elite Disciples. Among them, Fang Yong ranks third. Although he is overshadowed by the eldest disciple Fang Hongjian and the second disciple Fang Bin, Fang Yong is the most popular in the entire sect.

But he really loves you, loves you so much. Harry could barely restrain the urge to say these words to the boy before him.

Shen Lie and his group were not as fast as Tang Tuo and Gu Xisheng. If they lost track of them, what would they do?