Volume 1, Chapter 24: In a Sorry State

The three thoroughbred Western warhorses naturally became the spoils of war for the Wild Wolf Bandit Group. Learning magic, however, could no longer rely solely on the skills provided by the system; it required diligent practice alongside other magical studies to progress further along this path.

"Third Mistress, I don't think those are actors. How could actors possibly display such temperament and presence?" a noblewoman nearby remarked, her throat parched from watching.

Lu Yang swung the Sword of Achilles like an iron staff, and the golden shaft, imbued with a destructive aura, collided instantly with Edwin's twin blades.

Her refusal to return home all these years, beyond mere stubbornness, was largely due to her stepmother.

Arriving at Red Bridge Commercial Street, Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi thanked the driver and got off the car with their large yellow dog.

Crystal-clear tears welled up in Ivy's beautiful eyes. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she began to sob softly.

She pondered to herself: Judging by my husband's tone, is he implying that my sister and I have only grasped the surface of this formation?

Liu Ming was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid of losing, but he would never let the Liu Yan battle division grow by stepping on his own, nor would he allow his troops to become their whetstone. Even if his entire army were to perish, he would never let them have their way.

From start to finish, it took only six seconds. There were no superfluous moves, not even any martial techniques—it was clean and decisive.

Fortunately, Hong Ling and Huang Yu did not come. Mo Yan knew that both had been moved by her words, and this time, they chose to avoid the battle.

"Whatever you desire, I will give it to you." Yin Tang looked at her expression, as pure as that of an infant, and felt a strange sense of guilt. He appeared to have given her much, but in reality, he had allowed her to endure even more grievances.

Ever since Li Xin had acknowledged her as his master, he had remained unfailingly respectful. This made Helan Yao, who saw Li Xin more as a brother, feel rather awkward. Yet, no matter how many times she tried to correct him, Li Xin insisted that she was the mistress and he was the servant—the distinction between high and low was clear.

While Yin Tang sat securely in his position, back at the Yonghe Palace, Nanny An returned from outside. Seeing Concubine De sitting on the heated brick bed, she leaned in and whispered that everything had been taken care of, and they only needed to seize the right moment.

Hearing Wang Nu speak in such a manner, Wan Gu felt somewhat displeased, as it was highly probable that the accessory had been stolen. However, he decided that after this deal, he would simply cease all dealings with Wang Nu.

"How could I be plotting against you? You said it yourself, your friendship with this Ren Hao is quite good. Since it's good, why don't you go see him?" Fei Er immediately put on an innocent expression as she looked at her.

And to be honest, Hulun could not imagine who, under these circumstances, could possibly stand against the Bloodhoof Tribe.

"We went through so much trouble to get here. Even if the Blood Buddha is an innate expert, unless he has some special means, how could he possibly survive in a hellhole like this?" He Qiang expressed his doubts.

Wan Xi nodded. Thinking that she had not yet paid her respects, she struggled to rise, only for Yin Tang to say, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while." Yin Tang wrapped his arms around Wan Xi's slender waist, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Exactly. Those people in the temple can no longer be considered human; they have been tainted and modified by extraterrestrial beings. Their help comes with a greater conspiracy: one day in the future, the extraterrestrials will invade the galaxy again, and they intend to turn humanity into their pawns!" Ye Xiufeng nodded.

Yan Zhan's cold gaze swept over A Lang. Immediately, A Lang realized he had said too much and lowered his eyes slightly.

Li Erlong was both pleasantly surprised and deeply puzzled. He could not understand why Wang Xuelan, who had never once taken the initiative to visit his home, had suddenly decided to come now.

The sorrowful look in Qiao Mimi's eyes was more than Lu Liting could bear. He sighed inwardly; he had never seen such a dense child.

At this, the potential disciples were thrown into a panic, their faces filled with terror as they hurriedly shouted toward Xiao Yin.

A faint voice suddenly came from outside, scaring Ye Ziyu so much she nearly dropped her phone.

Among the Reapers, trust had long since vanished; each of the four major armies viewed the others as enemy reinforcements.

"Hmph, it would be best if you never came back!" Qiao Zhenguo snorted, ignoring her.

After returning to the dormitory, we washed our clothes and got into bed, though the gazes of Wang Qiang and the others kept sweeping toward us from time to time.

He would surely rely on his own abilities in a dignified manner to make the girl's family trust him and feel at ease entrusting her to him.

Mo Han lacked the ability to swallow the entire human-head fruit in five seconds.

Huang Zhiqiang felt some regret for having halved his portion at dinner, while also worrying about what tomorrow would bring.

Luo Yunyan spoke indignantly. She had no choice; she didn't want to deceive her ancestor, but she had no opportunity or time to explain. To make the act more convincing, she had to include her ancestor in the ruse. There might still be people watching in the estate, and she would take this opportunity to flush them out.

As Xiao Chen spoke, his expression turned stern. He suddenly raised his hand to grip Luo Yunyan's jaw, his gaze turning exceptionally cold, and the sudden surge of killing intent made one shiver in fear.

Li Baiqi looked at Wang Xu, feeling that otherworldly temperament and those naturally clear eyes. Perhaps that was the reason.

"About that, the Old Poisonous One looks terrifying—squinting eyes, a garlic-bulb nose, a bloody maw, and two fangs..." Jiang Wan made up a description of the Old Poisonous One.

Xiao Chen served as the commentator on the side. In other places, people might not believe it, but here, she could speak with some authority.

That object, over five hundred meters in length, was sucked into the golden scroll amidst a series of dragon roars.

As always, he felt that this was enough to threaten Ruan Jia, who had loved him for many years. After speaking, he hung up, giving her time to reflect.

Clearly, someone of high status lived here; they were likely the leader of this outpost.

Li Lingyue propped herself up with one hand and traced circles on Jin Yicheng's body with the other. After the act, her eyes appeared even more seductive and affectionate. If one were to say that the previous Li Lingyue was a fragrant and enchanting flower, then now, that flower had fully blossomed.