Volume 1, Chapter 24: Divine Doctor Jia?

Back then, the deaths of the God of War and his companions were orchestrated and personally directed by these two individuals. Now, they have emerged from seclusion once again, heading to Los Angeles to take personal command.

I did not want to say anything, but knowing Sister Xiao Hong's temperament, I knew that if I didn't tell her, she certainly wouldn't help me.

"Cui Liu, don't think I'll be grateful to you for this." Zhang Ling furrowed her delicate brows, looking at me with disdain.

He breathed a secret sigh of relief. Since the general had readily agreed when he deliberately mentioned Prince Chu, he figured this man was likely not a subordinate of Chu Hao. He would let the general go to Prince Chu to seek instructions; if the general really sent someone, and Chu Hao learned that it was his suggestion, it could be considered a gesture of goodwill from the State of Wei toward the Crown Prince.

Niu Qingshan thought for a moment and nodded solemnly. With this dog, the nanny would no longer complain about the Princess eating too much.

"Damn it, what of it if I touched you? You didn't close the door and slept naked, so what does that have to do with me? I touched you, and I’ll do it right in front of your face—what are you going to do about it?" In a fit of agitation, I pulled down my pants right in front of Sister Xiao Hong.

Wu Qingzhi's body stiffened. She slightly retracted her hand but still refused to let go, her watery eyes gazing at the man before her with a tenderness that could soften anyone's heart.

The two burly Westerners exerted even more force, yet no matter what they did, it seemed to have no effect on Qin Muyan whatsoever.

The progress of a mission is always accompanied by risks. Successfully obtaining the fragment brought little sense of accomplishment, but instead, a strange feeling of loneliness welled up inside, which An Ping, caught in the midst of it, could not quite fathom.

However, such a large shield seemed too unwieldy for Ye Haochuan to use, so he ultimately decided to give it to Niu Kui.

A year ago, Ma Jinsong had opened up the bungalow next to his original shop, doubling his business area. With the extra space, he pondered adding new ventures. At that time, the lottery industry in Beijing was beginning to flourish, and he actually found Captain Cao to pull strings, leverage connections, and climb the social ladder until he secured a lottery sales outlet.

"Is this what it feels like to take a step back and see the vast sky? It seems I was really being too narrow-minded." A moment of clarity struck Lu Yu.

Of course, although he had been somewhat slack these past few days, it was only temporary. Yang Wo had not forgotten his ambition, nor had he forgotten the lessons of Li Cunxu and others who had worked diligently in their early years only to perish later due to indulgence.

The Soul-Trapping Beast was subdued, and the meteorite-like avian creature fled, carrying away its mangled, scaled body. The three old men were overjoyed. With a flash of dark sword light, they sliced open the giant carcass and found Gu Xiyan in the midsection. Though he was alive, he had been horribly disfigured by acid; that face, once a symbol of masculine strength and resolve, was ruined beyond recognition.

"You dare to fight with such meager strength? You are simply asking for your own destruction." A wicked, alluring arc curled the lips of the Heaven-Burning Marquis, Xiao Bufeng.

The veil had been removed, revealing a fair, delicate face that seemed as if it would break at a touch, its expression serene.

However, her hair had fallen over her face; Tuoba Jie had used his sword tip to slice the silk ribbon holding her bun, causing her hair to tumble down.

"At our current pace, we should arrive in two more days," the tall, thin man said after pulling out a piece of animal hide to check.

Having spent these past few days together, Danny and A-Miao had grown more accustomed to one another. Danny reached out a finger to tease the cat’s belly for a while, then reached behind its head, lifted it up, and placed it on his lap.

After speaking, the two offered a few words of comfort to Peacock before flying off to the Ghost Fire Realm to cultivate.

Having just finished off Chen Tianba, he realized it was too late to escape, so he had to mask his presence and attempt to slip away amidst the chaotic scene.

"It seems that’s the only way." Si Liu rolled up his sleeves, preparing to climb down using rock-climbing techniques.

Just now, in a fit of extreme rage, he had poured every ounce of his strength into that single punch, leaving nothing in reserve. At this moment, Sareqi could only watch helplessly as he fell, his back to Long Xin, unable to turn his body at all.

Qi was being forced back step by step by Ante, while Bell showed no signs of anxiety. Through the heavy veil of whips, he kept his eyes fixed on Lu Juefeng, pouring his entire focus into the battle. He parried every strike with punches and palms, standing as immovable as a reef amidst crashing waves.

Without further delay, he extended a single finger and slowly channeled a glimmer of light into Fuxi's body.

It was an old man with white whiskers and no hair. His eyes were covered by a cloth strip, and he wore tattered robes. Several swords were strapped to his back, and he sat cross-legged on the ground. To his front-left, a candle burned, casting his silhouette deep into the darkness.

As one of the film's investors, Ou Can’s willingness to audition so seriously was enough to say something about the situation.

Although Qin Tian did not ask everyone he met, he asked quite frequently; whenever he discovered someone observing him, he would immediately go up to inquire.

"Yes, sir." After giving a standard military salute to Qiu Shenghua, the black trainee stepped off the stage. He showed no sign of dejection over his failure; on the contrary, he seemed rather excited.

With seals upon him and his strength diminished, it could be said that any of the nine people present, including him, could easily kill Xiao Qi without the slightest effort. Yet, the person who could now finish him off effortlessly was the very same Xiao Qi he had never held in high regard.

"Alright, alright, go out and wait for me; I'll be there in a moment." Xiao Yu washed the remaining foam from his face and spoke to Qin Ling in the mirror.

"Get away..." He shoved aside the smug-looking Zi Xu'er; the scent of her perfume made him feel uneasy.

People suddenly felt that, compared to the eerie, purple-shrouded world from moments ago, the surrounding pitch-black darkness offered a sense of safety and comfort.

Su Qing extended the crystal human head, which suddenly bloomed with a ray of golden light. This light shot directly toward one of the crystal orbs. Su Qing strode over eagerly, and as he approached the orb, the smile on his face grew even more radiant.

Bing Mei gazed deeply at Ye Xiang, who showed no intention of fleeing, her eyes filled with nothing but worry.