Equal Suspicion

Fu Yuan asked with a serious expression, "Since that's the case, why didn't you explain it to the police? Why did you claim that you woke up in the water?"

Wu Ping's eyes flickered evasively for a fraction of a second, and she instinctively lowered her head. "If you hadn't come to ask, I wouldn't have said a word at all. Just imagine, if someone told you that a kidnapper would grant someone's wish, even if that person was about to die, would you believe it?"

Her voice sounded pitiful, but to Fu Yuan, who was already on her guard—

"Alright, continue practicing your forms, I'm going to take a nap for a bit~" Treating Zhaolu's deeply resentful expression simply as a moving backdrop, Helian Buqi stretched lazily and turned to walk away.

"Hmph! My offensive style is very similar to this weapon, I'll take it, sixty thousand gold coins!" A robust young man glanced at the bald, burly fellow and sneered.

The next morning, two sedans were driving smoothly on the highway back to the capital. The sky was overcast, and gusts of biting cold wind blew from the northwest. The bare trees, like bald old men unable to withstand the assault of the northwest wind, swayed in the frigid air.

Mu Ran was surprised and conducted a puzzled investigation, finding that aside from his body being somewhat more abundant in spiritual energy, there seemed to be no other changes.

"Quibbling! Are you trying to give my master no peace!" Chen Renhe roared as he suddenly exerted force in his palm, lifting it to strike directly at Jiang Chuhan with a blow through the air.

As the slender shopkeeper spoke, a silver token appeared in his hand, bearing a matching silver spider emblem upon it.

President Yuan looked at the slight traces of blood welling up on her lips, staining them a vibrant, seductive red. His gaze instantly deepened as he pulled away the hands she was using to push him, leaned in once more, and ran his tongue across her lips. The metallic, sweet taste excited him, yet also filled him with heartache. Did he bite her too hard?

At that moment, Zhu Yan was still worrying that if she really stored them into the Fangya Space, would the entire realm turn into a frozen wasteland of ice and snow?

Lin Gong spoke in a low voice. Clearly, although Lin Xiao's expression still looked slightly dazed, Lin Gong did not yet know what thoughts were truly churning in Lin Xiao's mind. Consequently, in his words, Lin Gong still dared not reveal his inner concerns too overtly in front of everyone.

They had caught quite a few "three-stars" by the seaside—a type of crab with a gorgeous greenish hue that was exceptionally delicious—and tied them into a string, planning to send them as a treat for Uncle Gen.

Returning to the entrance of the dormitory, Sang Mulan hurriedly helped him take off his rain poncho. Seeing the yellow mud caked on his clothes, she asked with concern whether he had suffered any falls.

He wasn't worried that the newly arrived cultivators behind him might produce any misunderstandings—at worst, once he took off the "Faceless Armor," who could possibly recognize who he was?

"Hey, what are you guys doing? What are you doing? Let me go! Let me go!" Lampard was pinned to the ground as his teammates swarmed him, stripping off his clothes one by one until nothing was left on him except his underwear.

However, the black dragon had already expended all its magic on attacking the Magma Destroyer; where could it possibly find any remaining magical power to maintain its levitation in mid-air?

Immediately following this, the invisible barrier of force shattered with a resounding crash. Thousands of thunderbolts and flames surged, accompanied by rumbling roars, and poured down. Yet neither the blood-colored thunder and fire nor the sickly green demonic mist could obscure the brilliant sword light flashing across the void.

A two-plus-one situation; the troublemaker and Li Wei had already argued over it on the court. Afterward, rumors broke out that internal strife had erupted within the Sanli team, and people naturally linked the two of them to the gossip.

"Bastard! Damn it!" Nine Tiger's eyes turned red first. The person had been brought back by him; if any harm came to the boss, dead or alive, both he and his family would suffer a horrific end. Driven to the limit of fury by panic, Nine Tiger lunged forward two steps and raised his leg, intent on kicking Chun Lai to death.

Regardless of anything else, London is a city that can drive football fans wild, and its charm extends far beyond just football. Yet it is undoubtedly football that makes this city so rich and colorful.

Clearly, Hong Ming was quite astonished that this stranger before him was able to call out his name.