Volume 1, Chapter 62: Afraid She Might Not Want Me

Tian Yufen stopped her, saying, "Don't you dare. Ji Yanli was the one who had people bring me to Shu Xingruo so she could vent her anger." When she was being beaten, Tian Yufen had observed Ji Yanli's expression, and his eyes had been fixed on Shu Xingruo the entire time.

"Ji Yanli condoned this?" He Xin's voice rose in shock. Clearly, just that morning, he had still been having top three brands send new arrivals to her, so why on earth would he hand Tian Yufen over to Shu Xingruo to be beaten just like that?

Tian Yufen replied, "Yes, it seems Ji Yanli cares a great deal about that little bitch nowadays. Xinxin, you need to step up and seize the time."

He Xin could not fathom how Ji Yanli could change his mind so quickly, and she said, "I'm going to call him right now and ask for an explanation."

Meanwhile, Ji Yanli and his family of three were out in the courtyard...

However, ten o'clock had already passed, and yet the sound of gunfire had still not been heard. The situation must have changed. The deputy commander of a Eighth Route Army local military district was not someone anyone could just take a shot at on a whim.

"Teacher..." Su Lan's expression tightened as she was about to speak, but she saw Old Yang wave his hand, signaling that there was no need to say more.

Song Jiu and her companion shared the exact same feeling at this moment. Although the path beneath their feet remained difficult to traverse, the distance no longer made their hearts shrink back with discouragement as it had before.

It was thanks to the fact that I was not an ordinary person that I was barely able to keep up with his pace. After walking for about another two minutes, the shouts echoing in my ears grew even louder.

He looked down at her from above, her face flushed and somewhat dazed, looking as helpless as a child.

Through these details, you can roughly determine where the opponent's vision wards are placed, allowing your jungler to path around these wards to execute a gank and secure an advantage.

Song Dong... saying things like that to Li Juexi? No wonder Li Juexi had said he would spare him, yet when she arrived right on schedule, the gunfire had still rung out.

"Over there!" The soldiers of the Second Detachment were no pushovers either. Based on the angle of the feathered arrow, they instantly deduced the opponent's position and immediately raised their rifles to fire frantically.

"I want to look a bit longer," Mo Xuan replied with a smile. Yet everyone knew how bitter that smile truly was.

Sure enough, not even five seconds after Fu Jun finished speaking, Xie Dongya planted a kick squarely into his stomach. Xie Dongya did not use his true qi for this kick, but it was still more than Fu Jun could possibly endure.

The Realm-Measuring Ruler of the Three Realms and Six Paths in his right hand swung powerfully, churning up a flurry of ruler-images to block Zheng Yajuan's all-encompassing whip shadows. Tipping off the balls of his feet, his figure violently retreated over a zhang backward while his left hand formed the Emperor's Seal.

Following this commotion, the previously oppressive atmosphere eased up quite a bit. A smile touched Lin轩's lips, and he finally felt at ease, knowing that Hu Yifei was not someone so easily defeated.

Having received such a thorough lecture, Su Yunlan actually snapped into action briskly, and before long he returned with news for Su Jinghui.

She remained completely motionless, her complexion shockingly pale, her eyes closed, and even the faintest breath was imperceptible, as if she would never wake up again.

"Where is Huo Baixiao? Why didn't he come?" Bai Shuo's tone was rather unpleasant, and she was desperately suppressing something surging within her chest.

Jing Mengxian gritted his teeth, his expression ferocious and vicious, as if he wanted to tear Xiang Nan apart and swallow him whole.

Inside the villa, Sister Li was making lunch in the kitchen, Bei'er was playing by herself, Xiao Yan was packing luggage in the bedroom, and Xu Jinqiao was standing by the window talking on the phone with the old master.

It was impossible to hear clearly what he was saying, but it must have been something quite delightful, as it kept drawing peals of laughter from An'an.

"Alright then..." I also sensed that after the King of Hell had extracted that single drop of blood from me, the sense of power within his illusory body had diminished significantly, so I decided not to press the matter further.

Although many people in the company had received arrangements from Lu Yiming to make things difficult for Lu Wan, Lu Yiming was not a god after all, and there were still many people he could not command.

Su Qianluo pushed open the door of the alchemy room and sat back down at her desk. Those who saw Su Qianluo return lost all interest in listening to the lecture and swarmed toward her, chattering all at once.

Watching Pei Yun's reluctant gaze and his feet that refused to budge, Xi Zhen shook his head with a wry, bitter smile, and deciding to leave him to his own devices, walked back into the Taoist temple alone.

Zong Jiuyuan thought to himself that expelling someone based solely on that reason was far too arbitrary, and feeling somewhat angered, he asked coldly.

Not only him, but Elena had been standing quite close to him to begin with, and she was similarly caught in the shockwave of the energy. Although she was only brushed by the periphery, a vast expanse of sharp lotus leaves still surged toward her to shred her apart.

Pei Feng did not know what to say, and could only clasp Old Man Peng's slightly trembling hand, his eyes brimming with gratitude.

Early the next morning, Su Qianluo's door was knocked upon. By that time, Su Qianluo had already dressed.

After a person dies, their greatest hope is that their burial place will remain undisturbed by thieves. And the tombs of high-ranking officials and nobles currently offered the best option for that.

Xi Zhen struggled for a long time before shouting with a strained neck, "Of course I dare to hit you! You even dared to keep such a thing from me, is there anything you wouldn't dare to do?" Having said that, he actually raised his hand, preparing to strike Mei Yin across the face.

Song Ziyi's hands swept outward, and the dark, energy-condensed hand behind her suddenly expanded wildly. In the next instant, it had already materialized beside Changsun Xiyue, intercepting and blocking the bear paw just before it could land on her body.

She had just been through an ordeal like that herself and found it to be a massive headache, but when Xiao Shangbao told her that once someone was targeted by that person, they would be cursed at for an entire day, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret.

And the final step I needed to take next was also exceptionally clear. Every plan I had devised and every structural framework emerged with absolute clarity in my mind.

Looking at Wu Hai's confident expression, even my expression shifted slightly. I had not expected battle beasts to possess such terrifying combat capability. Mu Yunfu merely paused in a daze before falling into deep thought.

Yet it was not until He Yihui's death that I finally understood: those young women who had entrusted their hearts to me had never forced me to do anything, but instead had quietly guarded me from behind, never changing their minds through it all. In my heart, I resolved that no matter what the future held, I must at least grant her a period of happiness. I must never allow myself to live with such regret again.

Although I knew the Huainan army maintained good discipline and shouldn't engage in the slaughter of commoners, the recent losses during the siege of Huainan had been severe. If Yang Wo were to carry out a city massacre to boost military morale and vent his rage, it was not entirely outside the realm of possibility.

"I'll cut off your head before you can kill him. If you don't believe me, feel free to try." Thunder stroked the King's Sword.

Even if he did not become Mo Xiu's disciple, obtaining the Star Soul Mental Technique would not pose too great a difficulty for him.

Arriving at the hospital, Wang Chen practically ran all the way to Xuan Xuan's ward in a single breath. However, at the doorway, he halted his steps, took a deep breath to steady his mindset, and only then went inside.

I walked over. Mu Fei looked at me with a hint of wariness, and Mu Leng also gazed at me with a rather cold expression. If Elder Mu hadn't been present, that young girl would likely have charged right at me.

From this, one could imagine how Rong Rong, having become the closed-door disciple of the current sect leader of the Qinglan Sect, could possibly fail to win the favor of her fellow apprentices and martial brothers. Yet Rong Rong was like a millennium-old iceberg, whose frozen heart no one could ever seem to warm.