Volume One, Chapter 22: Little Sister, Please Be Generous and Forgive Me Once Again

A cold voice echoed around, answered only by the faint sound of the wind and the rustling of grass stirred by the breeze.

When we arrived at the class, I saw that the ghouls had been completely devoured by the dogs, not even a single bone remained.

Her delicate gaze turned toward Li Yan, the meaning clear: if you are willing to marry me, you don’t need to pay the 2.5 billion; I’ll give it to you directly.

Unaware of the core truth, they now only wished to crush Lu Feng with one hand to avenge the grudge from before.

One by one, Mo Dongyan and the others muttered curses. If it weren’t for the Wind Qi Continent behind this, they surely would have let go and then kicked those who were dazed into the flames.

“I’m this red, yet you, this greedy fellow, never even mentioned the overseas market. I should have known you were up to something. I was so stupid to only realize this when you obstructed my proposal at every turn,” Park Tianxiu rolled his eyes angrily.

“That item is called the Soul-Thought Pearl, a very precious treasure. You only need to help me obtain it,” the Evil Buddha said.

Su Yun comforted her mother, then said she would go check on Avril, whose leg injury hadn’t healed yet; she was also in the same hospital.

At that moment, seeing that cold and serene face, after a brief silence, the place quickly became noisy again, with people whispering continuously.

From the internal energy felt, it was clear that Zou Mingda’s body was almost completely overtaken by deathly qi; the remaining vitality was constantly diminishing and would vanish within a month.

“Fu Moutou, the bride doesn’t drink alcohol, but what I’m toasting her with is wedding wine. Tell me, would she refuse?” Xin Jiucai smiled broadly.

This was where Gu Yunxi and Lu Haoting’s friends gathered to hang out. Han Xi was even here, definitely indicating some connection, and it seemed to be quite a special one.

Liu Bingbing clung closely to Lin Yifeng, unable to comprehend everything happening. Could there really be masters like those portrayed in movies?

“He’s so outstanding and capable, yet I always feel I can’t fully control him,” Chen Guifeng suddenly felt downcast. She never quite felt secure with Ning; the other side was adept in transcendent spells and formidable martial arts. She still wasn’t sure what exactly Ning was all about.

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Fang Mu eagerly agreed when he heard he could play, babbling nonstop despite the slight wage deduction. After all, someone who has honed his skills for ten years would never lose.

Yu Xi couldn’t help but yawn. If Louis kept ignoring her, she was about to fall asleep.

But Lan Chunfeng seemed completely oblivious to her. He only kept looking at Shi Rou and talking endlessly, while Shi Rou gazed at him with affectionate eyes. Her expression clearly showed she belonged to him.

The long spear in hand slashed downward, and a black-and-red whip emanating a terrifying aura of thunder and fire appeared from the spear’s tip.

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