Volume One, Chapter 47: Yan Qiuning Feels Ill

The crowd’s resentment towards wealth was stoked—indeed, you were born in Rome, yet you show no gratitude to those at the bottom who helped build it for you.

In truth, they were the gods here.

Everyone could barely restrain themselves from slapping him.

Hela’s black leather armor glimmered faintly, and the grass around her withered in an instant.

Xu Muqing’s heart was uneasy as she spoke; in fact, she had already mastered all her mentor’s skills. Even if her mentor were to return, what could really happen?

“This time outside, we encountered a mutated flying dragon…” In the city hall, Li Jie recounted everything in detail.

When these electronics were being installed, Casillas was firmly opposed, but in the end, Yadan argued that if a practitioner couldn’t even resist such temptations or govern themselves, how could they be qualified to stay at Kamar-Taj? Yadan turned the installation into a trial, successfully persuading Casillas.

Seeing Liu Hu’s nervous expression, Liu Chang responded with a smile. Given Liu Hu’s current situation, Liu Chang had no need for his help.

The enormous silver dragon lizard’s deadly claw, poised to strike, suddenly recoiled. Its massive body tumbled a hundred meters away with a thunderous crash, its agonized screams piercing the air.

Lin Yue was frowning in silence. Ji Yingyue wanted to use her hand to get rid of Xu Muqing—how could she not guess? But she wasn’t foolish; if she killed Xu Muqing, what good would come of it for her?

Thinking of Zhuang Dai, Zhen Yunxi still favored her; perhaps it was a matter of instinct. At least Zhuang Dai had offered tangible help, whereas Jiang Xuerou merely spoke of her goodwill—this was a distinction she could clearly make.

“What level is Elder Bauhinia’s soul spirit?” Qin Yuduo asked in a deep voice, his brows furrowed. The more critical the moment, the calmer he became.

So when Old Huang mentioned those projects, Liu Chang instinctively thought of that place. The geography there was indeed suitable—not a bluff. The coastal area had plenty of wind, and the solar power here was also decent.

The man was the young guy he had just met, who had broken all four of Wu Tianxiong’s limbs and shattered every rib, inch by inch. Even the doctor responsible for rescue said it was the first time he’d seen such brutality.

“Master Lin, please, I’m truly sorry for today—what a disgrace.” He Yizhou sighed, lowered his head, and extended his hand to invite them into the car.

Yu Xi was still puzzled, but decided to ask about it tomorrow. For now, she’d hurry home—she was terribly hungry.

He was a cautious man, longing for promotion, but unwilling to take excessive risks.

Those who had just been rude and aggressive towards Ye Chen were now filled with regret, wishing they could slap themselves.

Lin Junhe recognized the man—it was his cousin, Lin Tianhui, a lecher who had been coveting Chu Moxin for ages.

If it were one of Wei Langchao’s other sons, things might be different, but the nine sons of the dragon each had their own character. Some of Wei Langchao’s sons were talented, others were inconspicuous, like this one.

Nie Feng’s body shook violently as he unleashed the seventh blow of the Eight-Step Dragon God Fist. The roar of dragons echoed, and phantom dragons soared across the sky—its momentum was astonishing.

But Lin Shuainan seemed utterly oblivious to the curses hurled at him by the Xuan-level martial artist opposite.

As the dance went on, I grew more spirited and rhythmic, and at the song’s finale, as fireworks burned out, I completed a difficult backflip.

Guo Wuyu often hugged her shoulders and gazed down at it; after staring long enough, it was as if she had soared a thousand miles above, surveying the world.

While she was mired in gloom, the third mountain appeared—the former sales director Sun Baoyu, now also Wang Hong’s husband.

Outside the city walls grew nearly a thousand acres of olive trees planted by the ancient castle. In the forested terrain, countless obstacles gave Mortiste’s swift and elusive advantages full play. If Yushen Ye wanted to pursue him inside, leaving aside whether he’d be a match for Mortiste in such an environment, simply catching Mortiste would be impossible.

“We can’t just seek out Huaxia NewTech alone; surely we must share the opportunities!” The chief nodded to himself.

He was somewhat regretful—he shouldn’t have let Xiuyan change her face for no reason. Wouldn’t it be better to simply be happy? He really had brought trouble upon himself, making Zheng Xiuyan’s temperament unpredictable.

Behind her, the curtain slowly opened, and at the grand piano, quietly pushed to center stage at some unknown moment, a boy smiled gently at her and tilted his head.

Leslie hurriedly followed Leo’s gaze. Where Leo was looking, Leslie’s previously confident demeanor wilted, the brightness in his eyes fading unconsciously.

Moments ago, the crowd had been bowing in reverence, but as the giant serpent charged towards them, faces changed, people scrambled to flee, but there was nowhere to run; chaos erupted, and cries filled the air.

Everyone knew how popular that film was. Today’s gathering was mainly about how to “blend in” with President Chi’s crew, to get a ticket to Hollywood, and to help ease his worries.

Felicity’s hands paused on the keyboard, lips pressed tightly together, staring blankly at the screen, unable to express any emotion.

In short, when struck by such force, muscles and tissue would necrotize, and experts in the dark force generally understood the human body better than those skilled in the obvious force.