Chapter 159 Equally Beautiful

The Supreme Emperor Azure Saiyan 1284 words 2026-03-24 23:05:46

"Ah! Even my hands?"
An Ning blushed, growing nervous.
Taking baths together when they were little had been nothing, but now they were all grown up.
Yet, thinking that it would have to be cut off if it turned unhealthy, anxiety and fear crept over her.
Her expression shifted rapidly.
Qin Xiao had to hold back his laughter so hard his stomach began to ache.
After a long...
Even he himself grew embarrassed and joined in the laughter with the others, which suddenly enlivened the atmosphere in the cave once more.
Assassins are inevitably greedy. Although some of them possess strong principles, they all kill for money; this is the code and rule of the trade.
"Yes! Next, are you going to pretend to faint yourselves, or should I knock you out?" Xiao Yunfei walked forward slowly, an overwhelmingly powerful aura pressing down on the two guards until they could barely breathe.
Hearing this, Ma Ming was greatly startled, thinking their presence had been discovered. He hurriedly looked toward the entrance, only to see the heavy doors tightly shut and nothing out of the ordinary.
Looking then at the folding screen, it was adorned with landscapes of mountains and seas, towering pines and cypresses, flying birds and brilliant flowers, as well as the sun, moon, and stars.
On the main street, one tank, three armored vehicles, and a platoon of soldiers clad in camouflage and carrying submachine guns rushed out from the armored carriers. Without a single word, they surrounded the police station entrance, dropped to one knee, loaded their live rounds, and aimed their barrels squarely at the county police headquarters.
Lei Ming had already witnessed Zhang Donghai's excellence. Putting his medical skills aside, he had effortlessly enabled the old master to fall into a deep sleep and dramatically revived his appetite; most importantly, he had cured Wang Yanghai, the wealthy tycoon of Luoyang.
When Ye Luan returned at noon, Cao Liangji and Tong Shuang were chatting merrily. Seeing this, Tong Shuang instructed Xueqing to invite Ye Luhuan over, and the four of them had lunch together.
"Is that so? That just means you guys lack skill." Mo Sanqiu curled his lip, dropping a remark that made everyone at the table uncomfortable, though he remained entirely oblivious, keeping his eyes fixed on the tabletop, his hands moving incessantly while his mouth continued to chew.
He could have dodged Ghost Seven's sneak attack by shifting aside, but the eccentric man would have been miserable—most likely stabbed to death by Ghost Seven's blade in a single stroke.
Yin Anchen nodded, gazing at Lin Wei for a moment before looking at Xu Yi's hand, still suspended in mid-air. His brow furrowed tightly, and a nameless emotion flickered within his deep, dark eyes.
Feng Channi made a grimace, then reassured, sat back down in a vacant seat, and crossed her legs. "Big brother, you don't even know how to fight, why are you getting mixed up in this? You even got a bruise on that handsome face of yours, it looks so ugly." Channi secretly wanted to thank their mother for making her and her brother resemble her; if they had taken after their father, they wouldn't look good or handsome at all.
He sat on the bench, watching the people coming and going, all surrounded by their families. He tried to piece together fragments of the past, but those sweet memories felt like a mockery of his heart. Aside from a lingering ache, he could feel nothing else.
Li Zhi had not expected that Lucifer wouldn't even give him a chance to speak before directly tossing his belongings over. Li Zhi could only helplessly accept Lucifer's goodwill.
Only then did the Empress Dowager's expression soften. No matter what, having an heir was the greatest cause for celebration.
As soon as Feng Chan arrived at the school's indoor basketball court, he saw Han Zaicheng shooting baskets with effortless skill, every single shot accurately and flawlessly passing through the hoop, prompting the others to cheer and applaud his superb basketball technique.
Xian Zhijian also realized this problem. Previously, he had always believed he had lost his children, but now that the children's love for him remained unchanged, he could not afford to lose them. If Shi Dongdong came here to cause a scene, the children would surely be furious.
"Ding Yu, whether today succeeds or fails depends entirely on you! Remember, absolutely do not touch his physical body, and do not become tainted by the aura of the dead!" The Great Heavenly Fiend admonished once more.
A floor covered in scraps of white paper, resembling Ah Xing's shattered heart. Perhaps he would never forget for the rest of his life, upon the path of his pursuit, who had laid down barrier after barrier, leaving him battered and bleeding all over.