Volume 1, Chapter 62: He Is So Tempting

He looked around, attempting to see right through everything here.

Meng Huan's heart tightened; she must not be discovered.

A quick thought flashed through her mind, and she put on a worried expression, "You... what are you asking this for?"

Seeing this, Hekun became even more certain of his suspicion that someone was hiding in the room. He immediately turned and opened the wardrobe door, only to find a few pieces of clothing inside, offering no space for anyone to hide.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"There's definitely someone hiding in your room."

Meng Huan immediately grabbed him to prevent him from searching around randomly. "I haven't finished yet. Starting from today, I... I've been ble... bleeding."

"What?" Hekun looked left and right. "Don't try to trick me, you..."

Qin Qi let go of his hand, watched her flash directly into the raging fire, and let out a light sigh before quickly bending down to check on Qin Mohan.

"Sese, since you are so confident, how could I, as a father, abandon one of them?"

"Never thought of it that way, did you?" Sima Youyue knew the moment she saw his expression. A person like him would never take a step back to consider other perspectives.

I had truly never witnessed such impatience combined with a hint of disgust at the company before. I just heard Sister Chen say with some suppressed anger on the other end, something like, "I'm not going to deal with your damn mess anymore," before fiercely hanging up the phone. Naturally, I was baffled, secretly pondering to myself that her younger brother must have caused her some fresh trouble.

Yecang felt like he was being played for a fool. Wasn't this supposed to be Metatronic? Wasn't it Frieza? How on earth did he inexplicably turn into Sesshomaru?

When night fell, Metatronic crawled out of bed with bloodshot eyes and stretched his body, immediately producing a series of cracking sounds like popping beans.

This Vajra Roar was the culmination of the fusion of orthodox willpower and martial illusion force. As executed by Moyu Fei at this moment, it had become increasingly proficient and effortless.

"Damn it, that bastard surnamed Bai is so devious. Their goal is actually to ruin Jianmin Hospital's reputation and then acquire it at a low price." Having finally figured it out, Zhu Fugui glanced toward the doorway and cursed through clenched teeth.

***

Lin Xiaomo watched with tears in her eyes as Li Zun slowly closed his eyes, and she softly murmured an "En."

"What." Lin Sese's face flushed red, and she hurriedly squeezed past Li Weiting to leave, terrified that he would throw her onto the bed and consume her like afternoon tea.

As a spiritual treasure, this banner possessed the exclusive ability to manipulate ghostly Yin energy. Due to certain inherent laws, simply waving the banner could gather masses of Yin energy.

Beiming Hanxuan stood at the doorway, slightly lifting a corner of the curtain. Before he could answer Murong Qingran's question, he raised his arm. Murong Qingran understandingly asked no further, but cleared her throat and said in a clear, loud voice, "Is what you say true? Is Ying Lei, the leader of the Hasachi tribe, truly in critical condition?"

"Then I will have no choice but to kill you before you make a move." A terrifying, heaven-shaking murderous intent suddenly erupted from Li Yuyun's body.

Upon entering the Japanese-occupied zone, Jia Rong no longer needed to conceal himself. He walked casually toward a Japanese checkpoint, flashed the identification documents the Japanese had prepared for him earlier, and the two of them boarded a truck, heading slowly toward Guangzhou.

She naturally knew her old man's temper all too well, so she didn't talk back to Chen Xingwang. Instead, she secretly stepped on the toe of Chen Xingwang's shoe and gave him a meaningful look.

Just as Ile closed his eyes in despair, Ayase's sweet voice pulled him back from the abyss. At that very instant, Ile felt as though he truly saw a divine, holy light radiating from Ayase.

Never mind, holding hands it is. Besides, she rather liked being held by her older brother... No, wait, wait! She didn't like it at all!

One day, word came that Xiliang Administrator Sima Teng and Bingzhou Inspector Han Sui had led an army of over one hundred thousand troops, marching toward Chang'an under the banner of punishing rebels. As it turned out, the two generals had previously sent envoys to Chang'an to ally with Palace Attendant Ma Yu, Imperial Counselor Zhong Shao, and Left Gentleman of the Household Liu Fan, plotting together from within against the rebel faction.

He certainly did not want his subordinates to eventually use Mini-Star gaming consoles to exchange for resources and one day usurp his imperial throne.

Therefore, among the Four Seas teeming with pirates, the Sabaody branch of the newspaper office was considered the safest place.

Helpless, Han Gao dragged a heartbroken Xu Dian off the ship, only to find that Gu Ye had followed them down as well.

"It's not the driver's fault; it's my own doing," Ming Fei said. Afterward, she explained how she had rescued the old woman and how she had been extorted right outside the emergency room doors.

I walked over to the side and picked up the alien microphone. A harsh, grating sound blared from my mouth, meant to tell all the aliens watching television at this moment: You have been conquered by me, Gou Dan. This is not just a show effect.

"Don't be like that. You are the best grandma in the world," Mo Mo said, shaking Lan Yue'er's arm and acting spoiled.

***

As for this fellow apprentice brother of his, Hongjian could be considered his witness. Ever since he entered the sect, he had witnessed this senior brother's growth step by step, and now, merely three short years later, he had grown to such a staggering degree.

"Sentence him to a fine of two silver liang, confiscate the stolen goods, and lock him in the grand prison for three months," said the Minister of the Dali Temple.

"Wuchen, I think you should branch out more into the music industry. The singers you discovered have all performed exceptionally well, and I think they have great potential for cultivation. It's just that you, their boss who personally signed them, refuse to show your face; they all really want to meet you!" Michael said with a smile.

Good grief! How could you not know! Sigh! Forget it! Think about it carefully, you guy! You really do have a somewhat agonizing feeling to you!

"When I return to Sabaody, I can help you ask around. I know a few formidable chefs; surely someone will know," Luo Hong said. He indeed knew a few chefs. Shakky at the Grip-Off Bar was one, and Hibiki and Tsuru could be counted among them as well.

He carried the lives of two hundred million people on his shoulders, and this immense pressure utterly crushed his spirit.

As Fuxi's teacher, Liu Er naturally enjoyed a resounding reputation among the human race. The humans even built temples for Liu Er and Minghe to receive human offerings. In an instant, the three-tenths of human karmic fortune originally occupied by Minghe actually increased further, bringing a share of human fortune to Liu Er as well.

Hearing this, Boss Zhao hurriedly whispered a few words into Zheng Xiaomei's ear. Instantly, Zheng Xiaomei's face first showed astonishment, followed by a trace of regret. However, as they continued drinking and tasting tea afterward, she no longer played the role of a matchmaker.

This was what he most wanted to know right now: out of the six hundred thousand human martial artists, how many were still alive?

Among the more than a thousand people present, disciples from all four great sacred sects were mixed in, which was why he asked this question.

"That's also true. Then Daoist Ling's craftsmanship is beyond reproach; these blossoming flowers look as though real maidens are dancing upon them," Jiang Yijian remarked.

Yunxiao's exquisitely beautiful face bore an expression of aloof coldness, truly resembling the snow lotus flower she sought. Biqiao was breathtakingly gorgeous, much like a blooming peony. Qiongxiao's face looked to be only about fifteen or sixteen years old, yet her figure was searingly voluptuous, evoking rather unusual sensations in anyone who looked at her.