Even if it means death

Unable to offend Shen Junhao, Liu Mang believed Zhao Yuan’s background was extraordinary as well, and so he pinned all the blame on Qin Mu, who seemed to have the least connections.

I didn’t seek out Yang Bo again. Instead, I picked up my phone and called Lv Lei, asking for Li Junhan’s number—the man responsible for the bank’s refusal to grant the loan. Once I had the number, I dialed him immediately.

During a lull in Hou Xijun’s conversation, Li Gang and Zong Shi returned to the dorm. Li Gang greeted Lin Fan, then sprawled comfortably on his bed to listen to Hou Xijun boast.

She hadn’t changed into a formal dress, still wearing her blue-and-white checked school uniform. Her fair, slender legs drew the gaze of many men, dazzling in their beauty.

“This is a guest room, with only a bed and a chair inside,” the old man said, looking at Gou Xiaoxiao with some embarrassment.

In just a few breaths, the immense force vanished. Ye Hao felt a sense of calm and, upon opening his eyes, found himself in the gentle flow of the river.

Yet none of the things he had expected happened—not harsh interrogations, nor any other coercive methods. He wasn’t even given a chance to speak to Bill, nor did he see his interrogator’s face. Someone simply knocked him unconscious from behind.

“Confidence is a good thing. All right, head back! Practice diligently, and Lin Wei, keep an eye on him too,” Sword Twelve instructed.

Then, another imposing and authoritative figure burst in, exuding an unstoppable aura. His expression was tinged with urgency, and when his cold, fierce eyes swept over him, it sent an inexplicable chill down his spine.

“Ayang…” Muxue’s short blade accidentally pricked her finger. Watching the blood slowly bead at the tip, she softly called the name that now felt somewhat unfamiliar to her.

“Huanhuan, keep those two scraps of skin tight! If Ye the Educated hears, do you believe he’d smash all your family’s windows?”

Except for the area above their mouths, the rest of their bodies were submerged in water—swelling and bloating from soaking, enduring the gnawing bites of water snakes and maggots, forced to stay awake, never daring to sleep.

Everyone worked hard today, so the vertical shaft that was less than three meters deep yesterday had nearly reached four meters now.

Noticing the unusual stares around me, I realized I’d lost my composure again. I could only try to steady my rapid breathing.

He never expected to see her here, and for a moment he was at a loss, sitting there in a daze.

Shen Yuerong looked at the Crown Prince, who had suddenly come to call. Her heart wavered, for Chi Mu was away from the Shen household today, and from previous encounters, she knew the Crown Prince was far from a good man.

When Marshal Li saw Lin Chen using muddy ground as a frontier, flags as soldiers, and employing strategies to seize his flag, he was amazed at the young man’s tactical prowess.

Yan Niannian waved a long section of snake’s body, glaring at them with her round, wide eyes.

“I received such a letter three days ago…” Grave’s face was dark as he handed over the letter.

Minimum requirements for Stage Two Super Evolution: all basic attributes increased by 100%, neural activity, physical condition, and brain domain development must each reach a fusion rate of 100% to qualify for advancement.

In her previous life, she always drifted along when it came to her marriage prospects, never actively pursuing anyone. She had no shortage of excellent suitors—if things felt right, she’d be with them; if not, they’d part ways. Whoever came or left, she met it all with equanimity.

He reached out, tightly grasping Lynn’s hand, and with a slight tremor in his voice, finally spoke.

Having said that, Xun Meilin pulled Xun Anlian along to leave the hotel. Xun Zhide glanced at his younger brother and couldn’t help but snort in disdain.

Su Yang picked up his phone and discovered that someone had gifted him a super rocket worth two thousand yuan.

After they left, Kalan immediately ordered his team to form up. The zombies were not far behind. They were now on a flat mountainside, barren and treeless.

As the years passed, his realm grew ever higher, his mastery of the Dao ever deeper. As those who once journeyed alongside him gradually died, the title of Elder Supreme Virtue became ever more mysterious, and no one dared utter his true name lightly.

A chill pervaded the hospital ward—harsh white light, air thick with the acrid scent of disinfectant, and ceaseless, desperate coughing echoing in my ears.

He’d only caught a glimpse before, never noticing that Grandpa Niu’s appearance rivaled that of the mute bride.

At dusk, the Ye Qian family of three ate dinner early and sat quietly on the sofa, the atmosphere heavy.

So, are the two disciples from Lingshan Sect today not easily dealt with by Li Xiao’s abilities?

Outside the door, a burly man in a white coat, his face covered with stubble, staggered in drunkenly, brandishing a sharp axe.

“Thank you,” Deng Xin’er said, but before she could enter, she suddenly became transparent. She looked at us in despair and shook her head, then vanished on the spot.

His loyal disciples behind him were more excited than he was, bowing their heads to hide their gleeful smiles. One disciple was even moved to tears.

All I could see was his blade’s tip—sometimes flashing before my eyes, sometimes at my throat, sometimes at my chest, sometimes at my waist… All his attacks aimed to kill.

“It hurts, madam, it really hurts.” Shan Jinfeng, still strikingly handsome in his fifties, pouted in grievance.

He was wracked with guilt, feeling he had neglected his sister Chuxin’s balance due to Ai Suixin.

Normally, murderers of this kind would not cooperate so readily with the police, but this young man seemed unconcerned about his fate, remarkably composed.