Chapter 42: Come Stay at My House Tonight

At this moment, Deng Shuxin’s eyes were red and swollen.
It was evident that she had barely stopped crying under the comfort of another woman.
"President Zheng... you didn't have to come..." Deng Shuxin looked up and saw that Zheng Qian had indeed arrived.
"What's going on?" Zheng Qian stepped forward.
The woman beside Deng Shuxin was her older sister, named Deng Yuqing.
Deng Yuqing possessed an ethereal and striking beauty, blooming like spring...

The boatman explained things in great detail, acting like a patient commentator and tour guide, explaining the functions of these boat buttons to everyone one by one.
"Open the door! Open the door! We are here to search for state criminals," shouted one imperial soldier while another chimed in.
Don't even ask if there were enough doctors; at a time like this, anyone with even the slightest knowledge of hygiene had to be pulled onto the front lines.
Fortunately, the newly joined Ruyi Disk Soul Master had a strong enough constitution. Even with his head bleeding, he didn't faint. Gritting his teeth, he still activated his millennium soul skill.
Of course, this was a regular army, or rather, a special weapon reserved exclusively for special forces. Rookies like them who had just started out would certainly not even get to touch one.

Jiang Yunshu looked at Lu Chengxuan, stunned for a moment, and then nodded belatedly as a greeting. After all, her current status was on par with the Prince of Ancheng, so she no longer needed to bow.
The lead commander’s gaze turned fierce, and with a wave of the long saber in his hand, the iron cavalry behind him surged toward them like a tidal wave.
Ever since Yang Xu became his special assistant, Chen Feng had handed over his original mobile phone number for her to manage.

Lang Yunjue pushed the door open, walked straight into the room, lay down on the bed, and went to bed. Fu Zhisu thought to herself, "If I can't afford to provoke you, I can at least avoid you. If you aren't leaving, I will."
Although she didn't entirely agree with his words, Yang Yutong felt a sweet warmth in her heart. After all, this was equivalent to Fang Yuan acknowledging their relationship.
Shaking his head at the others to signal them not to worry, Zoro turned his head to look with concern at her slightly pale profile.
In this mysterious place, besides the primitive alpine forests, there were also swamps and lakes harboring immense dangers—perhaps a venomous snake, a crocodile, or some unseen beast.

For the sake of his father, Xue Hao desperately embarked on the path of cultivation. At this moment, Xue Hao was like a child—a child who hadn't seen his father in a very, very long time, with countless unspeakable words to pour out. Gone was the desire to win, gone was the fortitude; he was simply an ordinary child.
Xue Hao looked at the two-meter-high perimeter wall and thought to himself. With a leap like an agile leopard, he effortlessly landed outside the courtyard. The sight that met his eyes was a spacious main road. He hadn't expected this courtyard to be situated in such a remote corner, with no surrounding buildings whatsoever, let alone any pedestrians.

The staff members were already moving swiftly to transport the injured, or pulling unconscious contestants out of the sea, while repairing the slightly battered fighting ring. The injured who could still walk supported each other as they left the ring, while those unable to move were hurriedly carried in on stretchers by medical personnel and sent to the medical room.
Xue Hao answered truthfully, "Very well. Visiting more often can also improve one's state of mind," Nangong Xingyuan smiled with a chuckle. Suddenly thinking of something, Qian Lesheng, who was standing beside him, hurriedly said, "In that case, Xingyuan and I won't hold you back." With that, he called out to Nangong Xingyuan and sprinted toward the direction of the fighting arena.

Meeting Duan Tianya’s inquiring gaze, Situ Xing nodded slightly. Seeing that Situ Xing was truly going to kill him, Zhu Wufu finally began to panic.
"Elder, what do you mean by that? Even if they are sent into the void battlefield, very few of these people are likely to return alive," someone nearby asked.
Yesterday’s money hadn't been spent in vain. The key figures of those guilds were quite sensible; most of them were already online, each leading their respective guild members to prepare within the city territory.
Every time Chu Zhao passed the ready-made clothing shops along the street, he would inexplicably stop in his tracks and step inside to take a look.

Bai Ying had already poured water into the basin, letting Wan'er and Xiaoran wash their hands before sitting down at the dining table.
He could let go of anything, as long as Ye Wuquan agreed to return to the Fourth Prince's Mansion with him. He would cast aside all caution and brave any storm.

The voice was somewhat shrill, as if suppressing extreme discomfort along with the urge to kill Hu Xue.
Although the Longteng Six Rankings also included auxiliary rankings like Gan Hua's, most of them were targeted at combat cultivators.
Xie Ci's hands were cool as he gently stroked her cheek, grazed her eyes, and slid his fingers across her eyelids.
The pearls on her skirt shimmered like moonlight as she walked, swaying like lotus flowers—elegant and sophisticated.

Ying Xinyin withdrew her gaze, leisurely finishing her grooming and changing her clothes into a cloud-patterned brocade dress in azure blue. Although her hair accessories were simple and the color plain, anyone with eyes could tell it was by no means an ordinary piece.
Hu Xue wouldn't be too bored inside the imperial palace, because there were always people who couldn't help themselves from coming to cause trouble for her.
Luo Ping didn't exchange any words with his opponent and directly started the fight. The opponent's momentum instantly spread out, and a powerful force enveloped the surrounding space.

Needless to say, this voice belonged to An Lingxi. I smiled faintly, stopped my retreating footsteps, and slashed forward again. With An Lingxi helping me draw the skeleton warriors' attention...
Qiu Tong no longer argued with him. Instead, she turned back, nodded slightly toward someone unseen, and then Qiu Tong's wife, Tie Rou shui, dragged a bruised and battered person into people's view.
"Who the hell are you?" Old Gu finally found a target to shoot at, but hesitated without pulling the trigger. He suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement, thinking he probably hadn't guessed wrong about the newcomer.

The Hellish Demonic Hound was secretly astonished. This was simply too awesome! It had only taken a mere two seconds to actually reach the other side of this planet. Just how immense was this speed?
Zhong Lingyu asked him to drive immediately to intercept the Ferrari. He had Wu Zhuang send a location, which was the inevitable route the Ferrari would take after coming down the mountain road.