Volume 1, Chapter 21: Yunxi, let me bring you a noble concubine.

"I am not talking to you anymore." Mina pulled a straight face, then found a vacant spot and sat down. After the life-and-death epiphany she had just experienced, Mina realized she possessed the ability to break through her bottleneck. She prepared herself to shatter the barrier that had troubled her for so long.

"Haha!" Binghanzi closed the gate to the Netherworld. The spectral spirits of the Ice Dragon and Bingxia embraced, their weeping intensifying. They did not know what would happen the next time Binghanzi opened the gates of the underworld.

"Iron Sword, are you alright?" Or was loyal enough to walk over to Iron Sword and, using his uninjured arm, help him up so they could move forward together.

The constant pestering and endless chatter made even her, usually good-tempered, unable to resist getting angry and turning him away. Unfortunately, Huang Meng was as thick-skinned as a rogue, smiling and refusing to give up. Fortunately, she met Zhou Bai.

After finishing all this, he lay down beside her, inhaling the faint scent of her body before drifting off to sleep.

Dressed in white, his hair disheveled and his appearance desolate, he was shrouded in a chilling, ghostly aura. Merely looking at him filled one with an indescribable sorrow.

"Taking too much will attract the attention of the police. Don't be greedy." Er Mao Dan rationally curbed his own greed and replied.

Ye Zhencheng and the others, sitting on the Innocent Kasaya, were stunned by the speed at which Wu Fan moved.

"Auntie, it is my fault. Please don't blame Brother Yi. If it weren't for searching for me, he wouldn't have been separated from you for so long. If you must blame someone, blame me. It is my fault." Ming Suxin knelt on the ground with a thud, tears streaming down her face.

Zuo Quan froze in place, stopping his movements as cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Alright then!" Qing Baoke did not continue, for looking into Leng Yan's eyes, he knew that Leng Yan still possessed other treasures, and there would likely be opportunities to add more later.

Elder Zheng glanced at Han Yue with a smile in his eyes, nodded at him, and with a flicker of movement, disappeared from the arena and returned to his seat.

She raised her hand and presented a lantern, no larger than a palm, to Xia Beibei.

Although Su Yuwu was "ill" and bedridden this time, it was not as perilous as the severe injury he had suffered previously, so the Su family naturally urged Wei Zhengyin to remain calm. Moreover, Su Yuwu felt embarrassed to have fallen ill just after recovering from his wounds and before even entering the fray; he refused the Liu family's offer to send him back to the imperial capital.

"Yulong, how did you think of choosing this place?" Wu Shiqiu stood on a large rock, his gaze sweeping across the three thousand acres of land, a vibrant sea of green before his eyes.

"Heavens, Niang is actually a princess!" Hearing Xia Dadao's words, the villagers erupted in excitement.

Xuanxuan was her own child, born to her five years ago—this could not be faked. How could this possibly be false?

Ling'er had gone to such lengths to take Ye Huang away; would he really go and bring him back? To cause them more trouble?

As the snake's body continued to constrict, the crushing pain caused both Hell Messengers to roar in fury.

I ignored her, turned around, and lay on the bed, facing the wall. Tears slid silently down my cheeks; the mere thought of Father's indiscriminate scolding made my heart ache as if it were being torn apart.

The man could not stop his mind from spinning. Suddenly, he remembered the crazy old man saying there was a pair of scissors pressed on the main beam of the house. He decided to go and check; since it had been mentioned, it might actually be there. He turned to look for a ladder, intending to check the beam for the scissors.

"Auntie, no way? I am a bit surprised." I was incredibly awkward, not knowing what to say.

Aoxue smiled, continuing her work as she said, "It's fine. If you abandon me again, don't come back. Because I won't be waiting, and I will dump you straight away." Although Aoxue spoke in a playful tone, Xu Huinan knew she meant every word.

"Is that so? I really didn't notice. Aside from not letting me have a piece of the pancake and shooing me away, I don't seem to have discovered anything good about you?" Xia Chunhua looked up from her shoe-soling with a pout at the woman.

He had always hidden his true appearance for fear of being recognized, as he was unsure if this chance encounter would lead to his success.

After a while, Lin returned to the tree where he had previously hidden, slaughtered the tree python that was still coiled around the trunk to vent his anger, and only left leisurely after skinning it.

Ghost Hand had no intention of stopping, and even Zhao Xiaochen's words were ineffective now, as he had nearly beaten Ghost Hand to death moments ago. How could Ghost Hand let such a slight go unavenged?

Although Pachi had never encountered hidden powerhouses of the Marvel Universe like Thanos with the Infinity Gauntlet, the Celestials, or the Living Tribunal, he had never feared them from the beginning, believing that eventually, he would surpass them all.

As the conversation reached this point, despite the sentimental tone, Bright looked at the bright moonlight outside the window and sensed a hint of tension in the air.

Desperately fleeing the battlefield, Smart was covered in wounds despite having a gun and a car, while the man pursuing him on foot with a katana remained completely unscathed.

The silhouette in the air began to dance with the sword in sync with Clang Rose's movements, her grace as mesmerizing as a peacock fanning its tail. When Clang Rose gently tapped the tip of her long sword forward, the silhouette in the air pointed her own sword toward the center of Jiang Feng's brow.