Chapter 41: Not Suitable for Children

Seeing She Yuqi walking over, Han Xiangxiang flinched like a startled rabbit and darted behind Wang Tienan in a flash, muttering under her breath, "I'm so scared! Her glare is so fierce, she looks like she's going to eat someone!"

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"Brother Yihe, what Yihan said is right. The dead cannot be brought back to life, and I hope you can find some peace of mind soon," Xue Siya comforted Ming Yihe.

"What is it?" Having received Jiang Tian's affirmative reply, Luo's mind was at ease, and he grew rather nonchalant about what Jiang Tian said next.

"Mom, don't worry. Once the plane transition takes place, I will wake up. The plane spirit of this plane has weakened far too much, and I need to recuperate; otherwise, it would actually impose an enormous burden on this plane," Yue Chi said.

"Anyway, I just pray there won't next time, or I'll go crazy, won't I?" Yu Jiuyue suddenly felt a bad premonition creeping up on her.

To become... an ideological branch of the Revolutionary Army. And thereby, to influence the ideology of all pirates passing through Fish-Man Island.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, the butler hurriedly waved his subordinates forward while cursing his bitter luck inwardly.

Once I finished speaking, Heiyan finally dropped a fraction of his guard, though his fundamental vigilance remained. I handed the form over to Yang Zilong.

Looking up, her eyes inadvertently met Xun Yi's gaze. It was as if an electric current had shot through that eye contact, coursing through her entire body and tingling down to her bones, making her break out in goosebumps. The two of them simultaneously averted their faces—this feeling of having one's heart race at the slightest flirtation was truly fatal.

The departure mentioned by Yuechu referred to leaving this plane after completing the maximum happiness value. Yueban, who had been standing quietly to the side, also heaved a sigh of relief. Previous remarks had been incomprehensible, but at least the final sentence was clear: they were indeed leaving this place, which felt far too bizarre.

His well-built, muscular physique was covered in claw marks, grotesque and glaring, with the flesh torn open and the wounds deep enough to expose the bones.

"Humph, perish together with you? You are far too conceited," Zhou Tai sneered coldly, his ghost-head blade cleaving Huo Yi's body directly in two.

"Put it down. The broth can be sent over in a quarter of an hour," the handsome man in black spoke coldly. His voice matched his appearance—icy yet profoundly magnetic and resonant, perfectly complementing his striking looks.

Although the avatar did not fear the pounding, prolonged bombardment would inevitably lead to excessive depletion of the split soul, which would spell serious trouble. While Guyan was deep in thought, the black iron chain wrapped around the avatar Gu Yan. The avatar failed to break free from the chains for a moment, while the Asura Blood Puppet continued its relentless pounding.

While constructing docks and developing canals, they intentionally dug a direct canal leading straight to Seven-Star City. This allowed supplies from Seven-Star City to be shipped directly overseas via the waterway, drastically reducing transportation costs.

Upon entering the city, the very first task was naturally to head to the City Lord's Mansion at the center and exchange accumulated points for qualification tokens from the guardian statue.

Zhang Xun raised his saber, vaulted down from his horse, and shouted to the boy soldiers and civilians trailing behind.

Even though Yuan Yao believed that imprisoning him would be more advantageous to Cao Cao than killing him—something Cao Cao could surely see—the mobilization of these twenty thousand troops, especially heading south, was genuinely unsettling.

Wushuang leaned lazily against the inner side of the kang, his gaze filled with utter disdain, looking like a completely different person from the cheerful, frivolous playboy he usually was. Under normal circumstances, if Young Master Lu and Ye Shan tried to smooth things over, he would certainly give them some face.

The blade cut past the poisonous snake and slashed straight toward Lan Ruoyan's right hand. Lan Ruoyan sidestepped with her right hand, and just as Wushuang's Chill-Blood Blade was about to reach her, she accurately grabbed Wushuang's wrist. Instantly, an icy-cold surge of energy poured into his body through his wrist.