Self-Rescue

Although the superficial wounds had vanished, his true injuries were internal. Several strands of sword qi rampaged through his body, leaving nearly all of his meridians on the verge of rupture.

Mo Zhu'er could not comprehend what was happening. For her, this was utterly unacceptable, and she was reluctant to face the reality. It was only after her father spoke to her earnestly and at great length that she finally managed to accept it.

After all, to a bartender, a secret cocktail recipe was his very lifeline and his means of making a living! How could it be easily sold to someone else?

"Hmm?" Shen Feng had already concealed his emotions, though a trace of a nasal twinge still lingered in his voice.

The crowd would not stand for it. This unremarkable young man dared to defy the entire world, practically making himself a public enemy.

In the blink of an eye, only the sound of rushing wind could be heard around them. Not a trace of Luo Jiutian's vehicle was left behind.

"He will find a way out, and we can also plant some remote-controlled bombs around the area. I suppose the training camp should have such explosives?" Jiang Xiangyang said.

Everyone sneered, glaring at him with indignation. Only Lan Qin felt her heart stir; biting her lip as she looked into his eyes, overflowing with tenderness, she thought, Tang Si, you are simply too good to us at the Lan Group.

Ye Zongyao lowered his head, his eyes flickering slightly while a practically imperceptible smile curved the corners of his lips, carrying a hint of sinister intent.

After Lin Chong's army arrived south of the mountain, the defending rebel general Xie Ning hurriedly led Hu Xian, Hu Shi, and Liao Li out of the city to give battle.

He had intended to extract some information from Murakoshi's mouth, but he had not expected the other man to be so resolute. Upon realizing how and why he had been defeated, Murakoshi simply committed suicide on the spot.

"Alright. Let's eat first and discuss these matters after the meal." Seeing that the group had fallen silent, Su Nu smiled and suggested. In truth, they had all gone out in the morning and had not eaten all day; despite their considerable cultivation, their stomachs were beginning to feel rather empty.

The person who walked in turned out to be a furious-looking Xiao Huaying. Staring with cold eyes at Lin Feng lying on the bed, and recalling what had happened earlier, she wished she could throw a punch and finish this bastard off right here in the hospital bed.

Watching Zhang Haotian lean against the morgue cabinet and slowly slide down, Moyi understood what was happening, but she had no idea what to do now. The only thing she could do was to first rescue Zhou Yingying and the others, and once everyone was gathered, they could figure out a solution together.

"As for this matter, in my opinion, whether you can deal with that fellow depends entirely on yourselves." Zhou Weiguang uttered these brief words, but his brows were already furrowed into a tight knot.

Hearing this, He Chuan frowned, smiled slightly, and kicked another person flying with a single blow.

Manager Ren still wanted to persuade these young women to consider other masters, while the three brothers beside him all wore eager expressions.

"I just love nouveau riches, and I love making friends with tycoons like you. I've decided to agree to your request on behalf of my sister." Lin Feng patted his shoulder with an even broader smile, though no one noticed the cold glint in his eyes further back.

Emperor Renshou dimly remembered that the properties of the Marquis of Xuanping's estate in the suburbs of the capital, besides farmsteads, fishponds, and lotus bays, also included an enclosed hunting ground spanning dozens of acres of vast woodlands. Truly, a hundred miles of fertile land were all encompassed within the Marquis's domain.

Bochy the Lightning Hand stretched his limbs with ease, his body supple and powerful. His joints popped with explosive strength; although he was a Shadow Hunter, he possessed immense confidence in his own might.

Upon entering the spatial passage, Ruyu and Ruyan were so overwhelmed by the boundless spatial energy and the origin of the sword path filling the surroundings that they were left virtually speechless.

The wizard understood that as a sudden and dangerous figure, the Zhentarim would never sit idly by and would undoubtedly find a way to keep him under control. The high-ranking person who wished to see him now most likely had this exact purpose in mind.

"Grandma He, is this how you treat your guests?" Xingliu sneered. From the source of her voice, space rippled gently like a curtain of water, and Xingliu materialized out of thin air in the direction pointed by the wind-shadow sword.

Wen Yiming nodded. One could easily appreciate the sublime aesthetic taste of An Siyuan; even the two top-tier collectors of classical furniture could not resist the temptation to make a move. Aside from Wang Shixiang, probably only this King of Ming Dynasty Furniture commanded such influence.

Twenty thousand skeleton cavalry charged in, leaving not a single wolf in their wake as they passed, making the very earth tremble beneath them.

The serum in Liu Ming's hand was different; it could directly overwrite or even erase those pre-designed blueprints, executing a subversive rewrite.

Lin Yi's imperial will protected her. Luo Xueyi could hardly imagine what kind of agony he had endured just moments ago. She gripped Lin Yi's hands tightly, her pale lips moving in a soft chant as a beam of light washed over him.

The skeletal commander waited for the city lord in the cavernous hall of the lord's mansion. This was usually the time when the city lord fed, so he had no choice but to wait.

Her son, who had always been overwhelmingly shy and reserved, had truly changed and dared to take the initiative now!??