Volume One, Chapter 60: The Fortune-Telling Woman and the Pursuing Bodyguard

A trace of melancholy flashed across Beichen Jue's eyes. The mere mention of Shangguan Lingyuan caused the anger within him to surge uncontrollably.

Throughout the entire incident, Lou Chuyue had been aggressively pressing the issue, and she had only fought back verbally out of sheer desperation. In the end, it was Lou Chuyue who smashed the items in her office and attempted to touch her computer, which forced her to take action. Reason and fairness dictated that she was in no way at fault.

The opponent was employing illusionary arts to tear open his own scars, letting him see the bleeding wounds so that he would personally absorb the painful lesson.

Man Chong knelt down to drink some tea, thinking that it was indeed much more comfortable over at Liu He's place. The chairs, tables, and outdoor pavilions that Liu He had set up were far more comfortable than kneeling on the floor. Liu He seemed to dislike kneeling, which apparently resulted in him having many strange gadgets around him.

"Mother, is there something urgent you need me for?" Gao Moying asked, lowering her head as she looked at her mother.

Morris and Lin Yunzhi had no direct history of interaction. During their very first business meeting, Morris, a seasoned veteran of the corporate world, naturally adopted a strictly professional and official attitude.

His presence, which commanded the entire scene, acted like a net that ensnared everyone's gaze. Ignoring everything else, he walked directly to Lin Xinyan's side and gathered her into his arms.

"No, compared to us, those people just now were the true demons. Perhaps this is why the Lord you speak of sent us back. Rest assured, we understand now and will get along well with you. For the sake of survival, we can be flexible," the gunman laughed with a smile.

Yun Sheng left the two of them behind to tidy up the room while he returned to the club first, as he still had a multitude of matters to attend to.

As he spoke, he picked up the remote control, and just as he was about to turn off the television, the urgent voice of the live news anchor rang out.

However, since Wang Shen had already swallowed those items into his belly, there was no longer any possibility of making him spit them out, and trying to do so would only invite unnecessary trouble.

Li Zhiyuan was young, yet his methods were vicious. Poetry and prose were still relatively mild; at most, he would use verses to mock his opponents. Martial arts, however, were a different story. In the best cases, he would break his opponents' arms and legs, and in the worst, he would directly cost them their lives.

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After approaching the borders of Tianyi Town, they lost the trace of the wolf demon Dongfang Xiao, prompting the two to begin local investigations in the hope of rediscovering the beast's trail.

To my astonishment, the heavens possessed quite a temper. After toying with me, they refused to let me vent my anger, and a bolt of lightning immediately struck down upon me.

"Are you serious? If I don't use ninjutsu, and you fail to capture me three times, I win? What about the time limit? You aren't going to keep chasing me forever, are you?" Long Feng's eyes lit up as he renegotiated the terms between them.

Right before their eyes was an entire expanse of red sandalwood furniture, gleaming brilliantly in the firelight.

In a state of trance, the ground split open once again, and that terrifying, massive maw reappeared. Tianxianzi hardened his heart and leaped straight into the mouth. He felt as though he had plunged into solid rock, tightly wedged and unable to move, yet he managed to escape the clutches of Shaoluoli.

Wang Shen felt a surge of agitation in his chest. Suddenly, his nostrils grew hot, and a stream of scalding nosebleed dripped onto the map.

Zhi Qu looked astonished at this sight and said, "You—how did this happen?" Tianxianzi did not answer; he simply brought his hands together and shouted, "Explode!" Instantly, the thick ice encasing Zhi Qu, along with her curved blade and armor, shattered into countless pieces.

Yet the person who had once told him she wanted to go snorkeling with him, go skydiving together, and do all the things they had never done before, was now wearing a wedding dress for someone else.

However, recovering without pills and sufficient spiritual energy was no easy task, which was why Chen Mu asked whether Cui Yu Tao was a member of the Ancient Martial Arts Supernatural Bureau, so he could go and assist him.

Zhou Tianxiang's cousin, Zhou Tianxing, swallowed hard, his legs trembling incessantly. The psychological impact of this method was far more shocking than seeing those Americans suddenly collapse to the ground.

The Third Realm of the Dao Palace was enough to make one's name resonate throughout the entire Great Desolate Dynasty, while the Spirit Transformation Realm represented true peak experts across the entire realm, attracting numerous external factions from beyond Youzhou just to forge alliances.

Chen Mo felt a tremor outside the Myriad Realms Pagoda, and looking through the pagoda, he saw a gigantic feline beast collapse nearby, spitting out an unfamiliar stone that had just fallen.

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"Just this once, are you really that afraid?" At this moment, Qingyue was already laughing out loud from within the short peach-wood sword pendant.

A single nation could not even stand against them, let alone mere members of an empire's aristocratic family.

This left people utterly baffled. It was just a simple beating; why was Qin Kexian reacting as frantically as if he had lost his own son?

Chen Yi flicked his hand, and the pale-faced chubby man was sent flying straight out of the county office, crashing heavily to his death in the distant streets of Longshan County.

A bitter smile crossed Lin Feng's face. He shook his head, banishing all those unrealistic thoughts from his mind. Such matters could wait until his own strength reached a certain level, allowing him to properly understand them then.

Han Yuan was an elderly man, one who appeared quite vigorous. However, the guard's urgent tone had clearly startled him, and he had hurried over in a panic.

That toe kick did not look particularly forceful, but when it struck her stomach, it instantly drained the color from her face. The agonizing pain made her internal organs feel as though they had been pierced through by a stone, causing her to involuntarily curl up her body.

Yun Xian smiled and nodded. Every trade has its master, and everyone has their own strengths. He was not perfect, and it was hardly surprising that Chai Yao surpassed him in political maneuvering and strategic planning.

This scene left Yun Xian crying with laughter. While fleeing like a dog, he still turned back to ask others why they refused to submit. This could be considered reaching a certain realm of comedy. Unfortunately, he truly could not be of any help and could only sit on the hillside to watch the show.

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