55 Warming Touch

Since the message had already been sent out, he had no intention of leaving; his sole purpose was to meet the lord lurking behind the scenes right here.

Several large trunks were brought out from the interior, and upon being opened, they were completely filled with bundles of bright red banknotes.

At that precise moment, the Bone-Ghost Monk had awakened a new Buddhist trace, enabling him to be the first to sense the imminent danger approaching the Crossing Heaven Crow.

After listening, Cheng Liang lowered his head and pondered. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that pulling Cheng Man into the partnership was a masterstroke of brilliance; he could have racked his brains to the point of exhaustion and still never come up with such methods.

Prompted by the Black Flood Dragon, Gu Dongting shielded his emotional perception toward the beast. However, since the Black Flood Dragon was a demonic servant, its thoughts could not be shielded from Gu Dongting; instead, Gu Dongting could only choose on his own end not to receive them.

First, she already had someone she liked, so going on blind dates was not only a waste of her own time, but also a waste of the other person's; second, she had just suffered through a blind date with a misogynistic chauvinist. Even if she couldn't quite call it a psychological shadow, it was hard for her to harbor any anticipation for blind dates in the future.

Dr. Chen Hai attached immense importance to this adeptly disguised spectator. His ambition seemed to represent the directional goal of this mysterious force. He dared not think too deeply about it; his fragile human soul could be shattered at any given moment.

In short, this was an occasion for the contestants to gather intelligence on the tournament's inner workings and probe each other's strengths.

Fortunately, the lord had anticipated this long ago and devised a foolproof strategy; otherwise, if they had proceeded to the military camp today as scheduled, they undoubtedly would have fallen into an ambush.

He could only wait until later to communicate with Yun Wanye, so that after dreaming about the mission, Yun Wanye would come and inform him immediately.

Now, matching him against Zhang Shan in the competition made everyone wonder which of the two would actually win. Still, considering that Xiao Liang was young and full of vigor, Section Chief Zhang was surely nothing special. There was a very high likelihood that he would lose.

He was truly terrified. He feared that if Lan Lianxia ever found her way back, she would just leave freely and unburdened by attachments.

"What collaboration? You two collaborated even after parting ways?" Tang Qi, who was sitting next to Luo Can, accurately caught the key phrase and abruptly interjected with a question.

Furthermore, using the Sealing Scepter as a reward would only compel a certain ninth-tier mage to perform a minor task. Such an elite talent would certainly never pledge allegiance to him simply for the sake of a divine artifact. Someone more ruthless might even launch a direct attack, murdering the owner to seize the treasure.

"It's nothing. You go ahead and get some sleep with our son; I'm going outside to smoke a cigarette." Wang Bing pulled back the quilt, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and walked toward the living room.

Jia Zhengjin spent goodness knows how much time lost in the darkness. He only remembered that he had collapsed countless times, despaired countless times, and given up countless times.

Although Zhu Xiangjun was still feeling quite upset inside over Yang Bingqian's situation, the platoon leader's series of praises made him feel a lot more comfortable.

I recognized who the person speaking was. It was "Old Ma," the one who had once walked out of Xia Haozu's room. He must have been well aware of the relationship between Xia Haozu and me, which was why he spoke to me in that manner.

"Many thanks to my uncle for the grace of bestowing this sword!" Ma Chao sheathed his sword, bowed deeply to Liu Yu once more, and then returned to his seat alongside Pang Deng. The company resumed raising their goblets in toasts, and the banquet reached a high-spirited climax.

"Is that so?" Li Qiu thought about it. Initially, he hadn't intended to speak up; after all, he was merely a singer, and how could Li Qiu possibly act presumptuously in front of a top-tier composer? Yet Fang Shihuk's words gave Li Qiu a measure of courage. Indeed, he did have a few ideas of his own.

"Are there still secrets left in this city of Luoyang? My whereabouts are naturally not something impossible to fathom," Qimeng said with a sneer of sarcasm.

For the sake of safety, Yang Ren controlled the Black Dragon Essence at the third tier of the Vajra realm. At this moment, the creature reached a length of ten meters, making it look much more like a true dragon.

I spread my hands and said with a thoroughly innocent expression, "Mr. Wang Xu, I believe there must be some misunderstanding between us. At the very least, I don't recall ever planning to do anything to you." I was telling the truth; who the hell were you anyway? I didn't even know you, so why would I have the leisure to bullshit with you?

Fortunately, this bought some time for the three figures behind me. However, they were not like me; while I still cared about the ordinary people right in front of me, the three behind me possessed no such concerns. Slashing down one by one, after cutting through several men who blocked their path, everyone instantly retreated, leaving a nearly vacuum-like zone centered around the three of them.

Even Tang Feng was struck by this "purple" lightning at that moment, causing his body to suddenly go numb and his motor functions to experience a momentary loss of control.

This day felt exceptionally long to me. As the horizon began to pale with the dawn, I finally drifted off to sleep.

A few muffled thuds suddenly echoed from an alley—gunshots, save for the fact that the muzzle was fitted with a silencer, rendering the sound far from piercing.

Slowly, Yan Zhen filled a cup to the brim and proclaimed, "This represents the magnificent rivers and mountains!" With that, he raised the cup and drained it in a single gulp.

"Um, Brother Du, have you misunderstood something?" Hearing those words from Du Yicheng, Lin Xiao was momentarily startled. Realizing what Du Yicheng was implying, a wry smile inevitably appeared as he looked toward him.

It seemed that nothing within the Li residence could escape the Old Madam's control. During this period, she had crossed swords with Li Wanyun and Li Wanqing in the Hibiscus Courtyard several times without suffering defeat. Presumably, it was precisely for this reason that she had caught the Old Madam's eye, leading the matriarch to conclude that she was deliberately hiding her capabilities and possessed deep city-shrewdness.

Yet, helplessly, while more and more young men in this era wanted to become soldiers, fewer and fewer young women wanted to become military wives. Especially in a profession like the military, perhaps the moment a man stepped out the door, he would never return.

While he was caught in a nameless bewilderment outside, he suddenly heard a heavy "plop" sound, resembling someone falling into the water. Liang Chouxu, suspecting that Yue Rong had fallen into the water due to her intoxication, hurriedly stepped out of the cabin to take a look. He saw that the rain had already stopped, leaving ripples upon the water, but no trace of a figure.

Guan Sheng looked at the drowsy soldiers and found it difficult to reprimand them further. He designated a thousand men for guard duty and ordered the rest to return to their camps for a full night's rest.

"Hold on, I have a way!" As Xiao Shan's voice trailed off, one of the accompanying mercenaries gave a start and immediately called out repeatedly.

Precisely. When she had only been thinking about helping Shang Minxi pursue You Xixue, she had forgotten that in the days to come, the closer she got to You Xixue, the more dangerous her situation would become.