Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Bombers Are Coming! Brother Chu, Let Me Treat You to Some Fireworks!

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The enchantment in her heart unfurled petal by petal, revealing a pitch-black center where the pistils were a row of dense, sharp teeth, clicking as they opened and closed. The Nine Heavens Sovereign Charm—what a wicked enchantment! If Tong’er wished to live a long and peaceful life with her “stud,” she would have to discard the charm she had cultivated with her own heart’s blood.

Some were checking the victim’s records, others were reviewing the surveillance footage from that night; not a single person in the criminal investigation team was idle.

Nearby, Han Yue was also heartbroken, tears streaming down her face in large droplets. She had wanted to act as recklessly as Gongsun Xin’er, yet she did not know what status she held—was she merely a lover?

“Why does it take so long?” Luo Qingyang had assumed that taking the money and removing the kidney would be a quick affair; he had not expected such a long wait.

Qian Duoduo did not struggle, but this sudden gesture left her blushing and shy.

According to the original plan, barring any major unforeseen events, the Xiao family’s Five Elements should not have appeared at the old Xiao residence.

As soon as he returned to Pingdu City, Xia Jian plunged headlong into his work, busy and occupied every day.

The four left the great hall. In the cracks of the stone floor, there lay a speck of black dust so minute it was nearly invisible; even the four God Emperors had not noticed it. The dust drifted with the wind, landing gently on the shoulder of Zhu Yan’s robe.

Long Luo asked, “Is… is this the Source of Vitality?” The Saint of Wood Spirits replied, “Indeed. Accept this source today. One day, when you meet other Saints, this Source of Vitality will act like a vessel, enclosing their sources within itself.”

This is not water; it is its tears! I stroked it gently with my fingertips. Who are you? What made you become like this?

“Rest assured, Aunt,” Li Danruo said, rising and curtsying solemnly. Lady Liang nodded, bowed her head, and turned to leave the room.

Seeing Jiang Yanhun’s car drive away, Hu Kun emerged from the darkness, hunching his shoulders and tucking his hands into his sleeves. He stared blankly at the entrance of the Jiang mansion, sighing as the night grew deeper.

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Park Jung-hee was distraught, having lost all composure in her agitation. She was led out through the side door of the banquet hall by Zhang Hua, her arm held firmly, barely conscious of her surroundings.

However, Ye Tian could not possibly let this girl, who was clearly overly excited, drive the car. If she lost control and an accident occurred, wouldn’t that be a tragedy born of joy?

He sat cross-legged on the bed, eyes tightly shut, his body motionless. While he appeared to be in deep meditation, he was actually focusing his thoughts, directing his mental energy toward his eyes. Suddenly, he snapped them open, fixing his gaze on a louse on the window frame that was all but invisible to the naked eye.

Wang Kai pretended to be disgusted, but he watched as Hogan arrived in Tony’s Rolls-Royce.

I glanced at the puppy beside me; sure enough, it had stopped barking at Brother Li, and I finally felt a sense of relief.

Nick Fury truly regretted his actions. Had he known Steve would break out of prison, he never would have gone to such lengths to reclaim Helmut Zemo. It had caused such a massive headache, and now that Wang Kai was furious—the first time he had ever lashed out at a government agency—the repercussions were immense. He had to resolve this.

This was a Judo throwing technique, capable of slamming an opponent to the ground and keeping them there; it was a rather ruthless and sharp form of close-quarters combat.

When Ling Yang had gone out earlier, Chu Wanyi lifted her sweater to check her injury. To her surprise, she found that the wound “grazed” by the bullet had been meticulously treated; a folded, soft cloth had been placed over it. Judging by the color and texture, it was from the flannel plaid shirt Ling Yang wore against his skin.

How bizarre—such things were happening in broad daylight, yet no one was afraid; instead, they accepted it as a matter of course.

“Sniff, sniff…” The wild beast’s nose twitched a few times, clearly mocking them for being so fragile.

“Wild Art?” Liu Ergou’s voice was low when he spoke the name of the magic—too low for the audience to hear, but not for Liu Keke. She slid backward, the flame elements on her body surging.

I looked on helplessly and said, “I didn’t do anything bad to you.” I grabbed her arm and pulled her up so she could see her clothes. Although she was drenched in sweat and looked disheveled, she was at least still intact.

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Liu Yu looked out toward the road in the distance. Along this journey, the shackles of order on his limbs had grown brighter and brighter, and the gravitational field had become incredibly heavy. He felt he was walking toward the center of the Second Heaven.

“Meow!” Zixin broke free from Duan Pengfei’s grip and cried out toward the end of the stalactites ahead.

She began to kiss him obsessively, then guided the Snow Wolf to hold her. She retreated slowly onto the sofa, having prepared everything, waiting for the man to begin a night of passion.

The battle flames radiating from the body of the Taiyi God grew ever more brilliant; he used his actions to tacitly agree to this method.

The Three-Eyed Dog dispersed the Great Nine Formation and sank into the deep seabed, trusting that one day in the future, Feng Wuqing would summon it.

The Kingdom of Ice had completely enacted a ban on the sea, refusing all contact with outsiders. Unlike the Central Plains, the Kingdom of Ice permitted exit but forbade entry.

The recording did not stop, but the words just spoken were boiling in everyone’s minds, and the way they looked at Old Madam Qin naturally changed.

The crowd then watched the cameras of the entire SYJ team, listening to the noisy chatter in the team’s voice channel.

“Since you are acting under the orders of the Great General, why did you kill the guards of the Daming Palace?” Baili Shouyue remained skeptical. Though he had lowered his blindfolded gun, he stayed vigilant, ready to shoot the moment the Great Painter made any suspicious move.

Mosen’s face turned ashen. He could never have imagined that Ye Zhatian was Ye Senluo. He had once suspected the name Ye Zhatian was fake, but he never expected it to be this fake.