Chapter 37: For Lest to dare sleep with his woman was nothing short of a provocation.

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As night fell and the foolish female went into the room to soothe the children, Lang Ye shifted into his beast-man form, slid open the window, and leaped out.

At the imperial border, He Kun sensed a beast-man with spiritual power comparable to his own approaching. Having braced himself for a fight, he was caught off guard when the stranger rushed up and latched onto his thigh.

"What the hell is this?" He Kun’s first instinct was to shake him off, but the man held on tight, as if glued to his leg.

"Young Master He Kun, I’ve finally met you! I’m so lucky." Lang Ye behaved like a fanatical star-struck youth, pouring out the last remnants of his youthful fervor at this very moment...

The moment Jiang Yan laid eyes on him, his body trembled inexplicably; his gaze was filled with shock, and his face displayed utter disbelief.

Wanqi Qianyi, who had been dozing on a gently rocking lounge chair, opened his eyes and turned to look at the phone beside him.

Chen Man had just been about to say something more when she noticed her phone vibrate; she glanced at Qin Yuheng.

Jiang Zhirong, still at the top of the tower, saw that Hua Hua and the others had emerged, so he and Fu Zhu climbed onto a mat and slid down.

Zhou Qing had originally been persuaded, but upon hearing her husband’s words, she suddenly found them very reasonable.

Gu Qing, watching Lin Zhi and Gu Mingwei, knew they were worried she would tread the same old path again. She had never been honest with them, however; the reason she had ended up like that in the past had nothing to do with Shen Yanzhi.

"As I thought, this is an illusion!" Mu Qingyang muttered, his gaze freezing as a look of contemplation crossed his eyes.

Seeing this, Pei Qiuning knitted her delicate brows. She reached out a fair, slender hand and, with overwhelming power, suppressed the disturbance in the area, then flicked her sleeve to cast a barrier that would isolate the site from prying senses.

"Mother, where is Jiang Yan now?" Du Xi suddenly realized a problem and asked softly.

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Chen An returned to town, thinking that the powdered milk for Yuanyuan and Gungun must be running low. He made a special trip to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some, and upon seeing sesame cakes for sale, he bought those as well.

The seasons turned from autumn to winter, and Qiangwei ordered the management office to make new clothes and padded jackets for everyone in the manor. A cold drizzle persisted for days, and the biting wind withered the leaves; as if overnight, all the flowers and grasses in the world vanished, leaving only a bleak, gray landscape as far as the eye could see.

—This is terrible. I suddenly had the urge to kiss Ling Xuefeng for sending his disciple here as a punching bag. As I thought this, I accidentally sent the kissing emoticon. Will Ling Xuefeng notice anything?

"Protection money?" Fang Yan did not quite approve. If they really wanted to collect protection fees, they could just make them pay in essence stones; why insist on specific monster cores?

The state affairs at court were already exhausting, and upon returning to the inner courtyard, he still had to appease Lady Li’s temper. Without a word, he turned and walked out. Hearing his footsteps, Lady Li, anxious and angry, rolled off the daybed and chased him out the door, but the Fourth Master’s silhouette had already vanished into the twilight.

Shen Lian was referring to his promise to her to report extensively on how public servants used their lives to prevent criminals from committing suicide.

If others knew Liu Chuan had such thoughts, they would probably think he was insane. This place was so wondrous, and the square stones were found nowhere else but here at the top of the tower; they must have a unique purpose. To dismantle them—was he not afraid of triggering some unforeseen consequences?

I could hardly believe it. The corpse was completely under Shi Yifan’s control; it had previously wounded Wu Fei, so how could it intervene to save us now? Could it be that it finally recognized its own disciple?

Jiang Zhe gripped Huang Ze’s sleeve tightly. He knew very well that if Huang Ze risked dismantling the bomb and any danger occurred, he, having led Huang Ze into such a perilous situation, would surely face the hundredfold wrath of the Huang family.

I tried to communicate with it, but the moment I opened my mouth, it bound my lips with its hair, preventing me from speaking. At that moment, I couldn't explain myself at all. Perhaps it never intended to forgive me from the start.

Could it be that, contrary to what Wan Jinrong said, this realm is not of the mortal world, which is why the possession failed?

The Northern Cold Immortal Monarch laughed arrogantly, looking down from above. With at most six or seven more bombardments, the final three layers of the array would be forcibly shattered. Without the cover of the formation, Qin Tian would be exposed, forced to face him in a head-on collision.

"Alright, you rest here; I’ll go get you some water." Wensu was eager for her to sit still, fearing that if others saw them together, he wouldn’t want to explain, so he agreed immediately.

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Almost instantly, he guessed the source of the disaster in Honglu County and the development of the entire incident.

Only grassroots immortal officials like Zhu Mingtong were heavily dependent on the system; without its support, they would never have a chance to get ahead.

Su Chenxia had been gone for so long that he had expected to find her gaunt and unrecognizable.

The Underworld had not sent any ghost messengers for a while now. She actually missed them; at least when outsiders came to cause trouble in Luoxi Town, her days wouldn't be so mind-numbingly dull.

Liu Yue’e couldn't care less about her dignity as she bent down to help Fang Zhang up, but Fang Zhang was so heavy that she struggled for a long time without moving him an inch.

Those cultivators who had hoped to see a show were quite disappointed. They were even more shocked that Qin Tian dared to provoke Ji Wuchen so brazenly. Assuming Qin Tian’s strength might be inferior to Ji Wuchen’s but likely not weak, they couldn't help but become inwardly wary of him.

The disappointment lay in being unable to see the opponent's specific appearance. Qin Sheng wanted to drag him out, but it was somewhat troublesome and not as easy as he had imagined.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Huo Jia." Guan Xuexuan said softly, earning a faint smile from Huo Jia: "Don't mention it." Huo Jia took Yu Chenjie to the head seat, pushed her down to sit, and then asked Huo Tianlin to bring over another high chair and place it beside her.

Furthermore, Fanchen had not killed everyone earlier, so some of the survivors had reported it to the authorities.

Nangong Kun understood that if Fanchen could reach this place, it meant he possessed some real ability, and he would have to treat him with the utmost seriousness.