Chapter 42

This is getting interesting. Han Fei coming to the Fang residence in the middle of the night—what could his purpose be? Judging by his attire, he was clearly well-prepared. Besides, given how familiarly he navigated the Fang estate just now, this surely isn't his first time breaking in.

Xu Xiang had already planned it out: once she quietly returned to the base, she would take a bath and get a good night's sleep. The next day, she would put on a blank expression and claim that the clone had gone missing, and then no one would ever know what she had done.

The town was overgrown with various green plants and fruit trees, resembling a heavenly Eden. Once cleansed of the demonic Qi, it finally began to welcome human visitors.

It had been agreed that Bai Yu would frequently visit the kindergarten to see her working as a preschool teacher. Although Han Xue's home was very close by, Bai Yu had never gone—not even once.

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yucheng burst into loud laughter. Meng Qiushuang was practically begging to be humiliated.

This technique demanded extraordinary precision in marksmanship. The slightest carelessness would cause the shot to miss and embed itself in the trees.

In a villa like this, and in the courtyard at midnight of all times, how could there possibly be any innocent people?

The wolfhound immediately flattened its ears, arched its back, and shrank backward. Its sharp animalistic instincts made it sense the extreme danger emanating from the creature before it. The ferocious snarl vanished instantly, and it obediently cringed flat against the ground.

Of course, aside from Bai Yu—whose breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature still lingered—she was currently no different from a dead person.

Having spent a long time shedding tears just moments before, her entire eye sockets were red, making her look exceptionally pitiful.

The smoke grenade traced a graceful arc through the air, but before it even hit the ground, the flashbang, deployed at the exact same moment, detonated.

Having visited frequently, Su Tian also knew that the shopkeeper was named Li Youcheng, who had spent his youth forging weapons in a blacksmith's shop.

Originally, Lu Shiyi had a bellyful of words he wanted to say, but upon seeing this scene, the words he meant to utter swallowed themselves back down.

The golden power of aspiration clung to the white moon fox king's neck, emitting a sizzling sound that caused the latter immense agony.

With a heart full of nervous anticipation, she waited until noon. Figuring it was around the time the morning court session ended, Yan Jifan hurried over just as expected.

As he spoke, he started the engine. His expressionless, handsome face filled Meng Duo with a trace of panic. Still, in broad daylight like this, he wouldn't dare do anything to her, right?

"Have you been eating strictly beef, pork, and chicken this entire time?" Qi Chen asked curiously while sipping his tea.

"No, I mean my phone is still with you, isn't it? Please return it," Lin Cheng said.

Ye Liangkai did not hesitate in the slightest and hurried to the counter to pay the hospital fees. When he returned, the red light above the operating room was already illuminated.

Lord of Shadows Ragnaros rained heavy blows down upon the Iron Tower's shield, forcing the Iron Tower back step by step. His health bar plummeted up and down like a free-fall ride, making Zhao Yu break out in a cold sweat and clutch her palms tightly.

Xue Xiaotong hastily chased after him, but the words she intended to demand choked back down her throat the instant her eyes caught sight of three men playing cards.

A flash of black light erupted from his right hand, and true Qi poured into the Yaoyue Sword. The blade began to emit a hissing sound as if it had come alive. With a flick of his wrist, the Yaoyue Sword flew directly toward Ye Bai.

Liu Minghui and Han Changhao rushed over in a flurry to support Wei Zhigong. Instantly, a patch of pitch-black darkness gathered across his cheek.

The High Priest also agreed with Penelo's perspective, though he harbored an additional consideration: the grudge against the Beast King was, after all, a private matter belonging to their indigenous clan. Demanding that all these outsiders return to court danger for their sake ran counter to the customary principles of the indigenous tribes.

Hearing their conversation, Wang Chonghan finally realized that the Khitans had come this time simply because his master had repeatedly declined the position of Imperial Preceptor. This had left the Khitan Emperor deeply resentful, believing that anyone who could not be put to use must be uprooted to eliminate future trouble.

Stolen away by Ning Hai in a lightning-fast first kiss, the blush that had just begun to fade from Zhou Wei'er's face instantly surged back like a tidal wave, embarrassing her so much that she buried herself deeply in Ning Hai's embrace.

Water-纹 stones had very little demand on the market and lacked any reference price, which was why the seller had placed them at the auction house to try their luck. They never expected that after being listed for so long, the item would still attract zero interest.

Glancing back at the towering buildings of the Madder-colored Resort, the distance covered by this teleportation was remarkably short by comparison.

As for the police officer whom Xiao Feng had heavily struck on the right shoulder with a flying knee, he immediately opened his mouth and spewed a mouthful of blood, suffering severe internal injuries! Clinging to the excruciating agony of his fractured shoulder bone with utter wretchedness, he crawled away and cowered quietly in a corner, not even daring to take a deep breath.

Meanwhile, a knight's path of cultivation spent the majority of its time forging the physical body, tempering the bloodline, honing combat techniques, engaging in deep meditation, and questioning the soul. The directions of effort and training pursued by the two sides were vastly different, and the characteristics of the power they acquired were completely distinct.

Down below, the people sitting atop the backs of the roc birds also gazed at the battle between the two fierce beasts atop the cliff peak, though their eyes carried a trace of awe.

"Uh, we are the Black and White Impermanence of our youth; once we grow up, we'll turn back into normal people!" Li Rizhi rolled his eyes and pulled a funny face at the young man.

Li Xiaoxiao stood on the mountain gazing at the thick fog. Having experienced the opening of ruins many times before, he possessed a relatively rich store of experience.

Although Mad Torrent and Liu Suiyuan each harbored internal resentment—especially Liu Suiyuan, who had been utterly suppressed and infuriated by Han Xiao the previous night and had hoped to salvage a shred of dignity in today's sparring match—things refused to go their way. It seemed his moniker of "Iron Sword Fulfillment" wouldn't sound quite so prestigious from now on.