Volume 1, Chapter 43: Tonight's Date

Yu Jin gripped the plastic bag in her hand tightly. Inside were a few sticks of fried dough and two cups of soy milk, though she felt the items were too heavy to carry.

"What allergy?"

"Humph, do you think you can keep me here? Fool! You've stirred up big trouble!" Huyan Mo turned around, casting a cold glance, and noticed the archaic, heavy axe in his hand.

This side of Huangfu Weiyi made Huangfu Bei'er feel a strong urge to laugh. In her memory, it had been a very long time since she last saw him look like this; it appeared he had truly fallen for Ziqing.

With various thoughts flashing through his mind, Xiao Chen invoked the inheritance of the Great Emperor, unleashing an immensely fierce and peerless divine technique.

Therefore, when arriving at the entrance of the main hall, Old Man He and Mu Zhen had to climb in through the window, whereas Zhao Baozhu knocked on the front door to enter.

Meiling had no idea what was happening. When it finally dawned on her, she burst into a loud, frightened cry.

Only now did Jiang Yi fully unleash his potential, displaying his ferocious side without leaving the slightest room for retaliation. Without a single blink, he battered his opponent mercilessly, his offensive momentum surging in overwhelming, violent waves far exceeding the wild fury Yan Zheng had previously exhibited.

As for the inner chamber, if it was to be inhabited by a married couple, the requirements were much more meticulous. First, there would be a round table, generally used for placing tea and similar items. There also had to be a vanity table and a wardrobe.

All three top-tier Vajras activated their spiritual arts as they walked. Strands of distorted baleful aura permeated from their skin, swirling and vaporizing around their entire bodies, nearly obscuring their true physical forms. Step by step, they exuded the terrifying murderous might of a desolate beast's battlefield.

How much Mu Zhongtang cared about the Mousse Group was something he could not possibly be unaware of, and hadn't he already planned from the very beginning to transfer all shares of the Mousse Group to Mu Zijie in the future?

At this moment, Peng Wuju had drifted into a hazy sleep. Within the escort agency, the only person left capable of taking charge and speaking with authority was Peng Wuwang alone.

Hearing this, the Moon Worship Cult Master and the others finally exhausted all their skills and efforts... After quite a while, they managed to dispel the wariness of the old woman and Zhao Ling'er.

"Luoyang Jin family, I swear that the heavens and the earth shall not hold both of us together." Peng Wuwang shouted angrily, collapsing before the grave and weeping bitterly.

In his own words, there was no need to anger a powerful anomalous human over a single technique, and since he was not an Easterner, he did not have the habit of jealously guarding his sect's secrets.

If it were merely about revenge, he, Lü Ci, could choose not to resist; but once the Minghun Technique was involved, he would risk his old life today no matter what.

Yet his father returned home from the restaurant every day after dark. By the time the two finished eating, it was basically time to rest, leaving them with hardly any chance to speak.

The atmosphere in the court today was somewhat peculiar. When Chu Yujia stood among the ranks of the military generals, many people chose to distance themselves from him, with only a few young officers choosing to stand by his side.

Otis sat upright. In truth, he was unsure whether choosing to deal with tigers was the right move. Primarily, he lacked confidence in the reliability of the three children before him.

In accordance with Jiang Chongwei's instructions, the soldiers guarding the city gate swung both sides of the Hengzhou city gates open, allowing Hou Junji, dressed in official robes, to lead a lean horse carrying Zhuge Dewei and ride into the city.

Li Xingzai raised his head, his eyes brimming with chilliness. Right beside his couch, within ten steps, just how many people's hearts were inclined toward Cheng Dalei?

As apprentices of the Owl's Eye, when had they ever been treated with such an exaggerated and unreasonable attitude?

Before Noder could finish speaking, Chen Lanlan applied a slight pressure with her Infinity Edge, slicing open Noder's throat.

The four of them remained hidden in the shadows for a long time, not climbing back onto the roof of the City Lord's Mansion until nightfall.