33 Jealousy

Chen Hao immediately became extremely nervous. She both longed to be alone with Qin Liang and feared it at the same time.

By the time she had finished tending to everything for Mu Junwu, she felt as if her entire jaw was aching.

No, he had to give her another warning; otherwise, if she were to betroth herself to another man behind his back next time, it would be troublesome.

"We don't know either. After all, we have no kinship or acquaintance with them, nor are we neighbors. If we were to send gifts rashly, people would definitely misunderstand, labeling our actions as ulterior motives or suspicious behavior." The old man nodded after listening to his nephew, agreeing that this was indeed the case.

Upon returning home and reflecting on the events, Liu Donglin gradually began to grasp the situation. Although he could not confirm what secret agreement existed between Su Yunduo and Zhang Ping'an, he was certain there was an arrangement between them that he was unaware of.

Some who hadn't even investigated the matter, not even knowing what Chen Nan did for a living, had followed along as well.

Because they could all feel that not only had their bodies suffered no hidden injuries, but their internal energy had returned, and their martial arts had been restored.

Two days later, Zhao Tuo underwent another full-body examination. The results were excellent; his body was recovering comprehensively, and the blood clots in his brain had vanished. Consequently, Qin Liang prepared to lead everyone back home.

Xue Yao-Sheng did not identify with the "personality" formed within the mortal world, believing instead that she was the incarnation of the will of all demons.

Zisu glanced sideways at Su Yunduo, who nodded slightly, signaling for Zisu to tell the truth.

Qin Ming sat in the car, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. The atmosphere inside was exceptionally awkward; he remained silent, and Li Zixiao felt too embarrassed to ask anything.

Over the course of this year, Qi Ming had changed slightly. His hair had shifted from pure black to blue and was now a deep shade of indigo, and the contour of his side profile had become more refined.

The moment the grass curtain behind was lifted, a cold draft swept through the hall, causing the already flickering lamp to waver even more uncertainly.

"How dare you!" The Great Elder of the Lu family finally reacted, roaring at Qi Ming while simultaneously lunging toward him.

The snake’s triangular eyes stared viciously at Shen Jun, its tongue flicking. Shen Jun reached out to grab it, and the snake struck like an arrow, biting his hand. Shen Jun could have easily dodged, but he did not. As the venom rapidly spread through his palm and halfway up his arm toward his entire body, it was clear that once his internal organs were eroded, death would be inevitable.

"State your situation first. If you dare to lie to me, don't blame me for letting go!" Fussel said arrogantly, shaking the mechanism in his hand. This was his confidence in the Wuling Fantasy Cloud Array.

Nodding, Guo Qing felt that this particular act of sabotage was quite sophisticated; keeping it quiet was something he and the others had decided on long ago.

The young lady was named Caroline, whom they had met at the famous University of Washington. She had followed them all the way to the hotel and even moved into the room next door. In the evenings, she would frequently interrupt their private time, secretly chuckling to herself whenever she saw Han Siyou’s expression darken.

Lu Ming concentrated the black baleful energy in front of his chest. As the ball of energy dispersed, the tens of thousands of seawater jets frozen in mid-air suddenly stopped, and the rolling energy swallowed the suspended water.

Shen Jun sprang up with a kip-up, thinking, "I didn't mean to spy, and even if I did, it’s not worth killing me over." He summoned a ghostly fire, which enveloped him like a lotus flower, and he began to rise slowly.

He had expected Wang Feng to collapse immediately, but that did not happen; instead, Wang Feng felt nothing. How could such a thing possibly harm Wang Feng? It was a joke.

With one-third of his health remaining, Ekko escaped Yasuo’s pursuit range. Meanwhile, the neat minion wave on the field was disrupted by a sweeping dash, and as it looked like they would inevitably enter the defensive tower, the tension in Huhi’s heart eased slightly.

But when they heard the accounts from those who had witnessed the events firsthand, their faces filled with shock and disbelief; they were all utterly stunned.

It was just a pity that at this point in time, Sparda had already left the human world, his whereabouts unknown. As time passed, more and more people would inevitably realize this, so even though Sparda's lingering reputation remained, it was believed that it wouldn't be long before the demons staged a comeback to cause trouble for this shop.

Whether it was Mo Huiyan or Mo Huifeng, both brothers were only skilled in this one tactic—sloughing off the cicada's golden shell.

The sword moved like a streak of lightning, carrying a surging, tide-like sword aura as it thrust toward the Golden-Winged Tiger Demon.

Peipeila raised an eyebrow slightly. Just as she was about to reflexively answer that she had seen Dolores with Master Van earlier, her mouth parted, but she changed her mind at the last second.

Although Meixia’s spirited laning could overcome the disadvantage of Yasuo’s short range to gain an advantage, it was difficult to exert pressure against a Corki while counter-picking.

Western Jin, a dynasty that could easily be ranked among the top three worst in Chinese history, followed the Three Kingdoms and preceded the Northern and Southern Dynasties; it was rotten to the core.

It wasn't until dusk fell and Gu Bozhong had finished dinner at the Crown Prince's mansion that Yun Wan-ning sent someone to escort him back to the Gu residence.

Although everyone knew Su Yue was Xiao Chi's fiancée, it was clear that Xiao Chi did not like her.

Then Reed learned about Alan's abilities, and a profound curiosity, characteristic of a scientist, began to rise deep within his heart.