Chapter 50: The Hat

Yin Huo and Liu Huan raised their heads to stare at Bai Shan, both wearing expressions that clearly said, "I never expected you to be this kind of Bai Shan."

He knew Feng Zhou possessed unfathomably deep internal energy and had an unguessable grasp of swordsmanship, but he had never imagined that Feng Zhou's martial arts prowess would reach such terrifying heights.

As if nothing had happened at all, he killed a man who had followed him for twenty years as casually as stepping on an ant, showing not a shred of grief.

Dongfang Yu occasionally discovered that she could be extremely clingy toward him, and over time, he actually used this "habit" of hers to secure quite a few "perks" for himself.

Yet, asking her to sacrifice her youth and dignity, along with lowering herself to endless flattery just to trade for his meager, alms-like affection—that was something she could not do.

You claim to be heartless and unable to feel certain things, but you can see them with your eyes. You led me to see warmth, to see happiness. I fell in love with you back then.

The wedding ceremony of the upper realm was not troublesome at all; it only required walking up the Stairs of Three Lifetimes under the gaze of everyone, drinking the Potion of Infatuated Hearts, and receiving the baptism of heaven and earth.

They informed the cleaning staff who were tidying up and then walked toward the place where Li Jia lived.

Tang Seng was overjoyed. Supported by Sun Wukong and the others, he stepped inside and indeed saw a middle-aged man dressed as an emperor sitting proudly upon the towering platform. Sun Wukong looked through his Fiery Eyes of Truth and saw the Emperor Star accompanying him, his fortune flourishing boundlessly, with ten thousand miles of purple Qi swirling above his head—truly the aura of an peerless and enlightened monarch.

Zhang ailing looked at Zhao Zihao's retreating back with a sense of disappointment. Originally, she had intended to use the fact that Wang Man was already taken to provoke Zhao Zihao a little, but she had never expected him to be so indifferent.

"This is your payment for today." Shen Feifei took out the remaining bags of instant noodles from the bag she was carrying and handed them to Li Zhong and the other rough men.

Yang Xiruo felt an extraordinary sense of grievance. She wanted to break free but could not, nor could she leave. Tears welled up in her eyes once more as she stiffened her neck and glared at Zhou Mingjian.

Qin gave a bitter smile and said, "Indeed. Just now, upon seeing my younger sister's dragon pearl, I felt that although her soul is complete, it is in dire need of rest. The wait may be a bit long, but as long as she can live, what does it matter even if I wait for ten thousand years?" A flash crossed Qin's eyes as she spoke in a deep tone.

Four thousand soldiers and horses were more than thirteen times the number of troops at Chu Stronghold. No matter how weak the bandits' combat effectiveness might be, burying the stronghold under a sea of people would flatten it; it was merely a matter of time.

Leng Xia took Liu Ziliuli to see her wedding dress. The magnificent attire was only half finished, yet it was already enough to make everyone stare in wide-eyed amazement. Cuijuan touched the lifelike peonies embroidered upon it, vaguely bordered by golden threads—it was truly luxurious indeed.

A bottomless fear tightly enveloped Mi Yiqing. At this moment, she was the prey caught in a trap, and these wolves wearing human skin were grinning maliciously, intent on devouring her body and soul.

Every time a meal was ready, it took thousands of calls and shouts from her parents before Shen Feifei would lazily emerge from her room, stepping out to eat amidst her parents' reproachful glances.

Looking at everything Su Nuannuan had clearly meticulously prepared, how could Duan Chengyu not be moved in his heart? Yet, if he were moved here, wouldn't all the arrangements he had made on his own side turn out to be a waste of effort?

Coming out, Mi Yiqing just happened to see Zhang Quan holding his son with a nervous expression, his face and body already stinking foully from filth.

The embryo developed at hyper-speed. It was no longer just a rudimentary form; one could already discern that it was the embryo of a vertebrate.

Among the evil creatures that followed in pursuit, aside from ghouls and others lacking much intelligence, a single thought arose in the minds of the rest: "What a terrible waste."

"Li Jie's father-in-law is Deputy Mayor Xu of Shanghai. His mother-in-law is the deputy director of the Education Bureau. As for why? Well, it's because Li Jie's father-in-law thinks this smooth-talking fellow cannot be relied upon. But even if he's unreliable now, there's no stopping this marriage." Jiang Hua, who was driving, chimed in to answer.

"Not really, I just came to play." Lacking good food, Lin Wuyou's enthusiasm plummeted quite a bit, and she looked rather listless.

After taking off once more, the airship was in good condition. The two black cats had ultimately merged into one, and their test statuses were also fine, but the atmosphere inside the airship was truly unusual.

To sum it up in one sentence, without understanding the system data, one could guess for a hundred years and still never hit upon the corresponding code.

Shui Dielan closed her eyes. Amidst the gradually resonating vital energy fluctuations around her, she unlocked a certain acupuncture point within her body, then opened her eyes, gave a start, and leaped up.

The new empress was immensely favored by the imperial grace, a fact known throughout the realm. Because of her frail health, her temperament was always serene and aloof, so the emperor searched far and wide for the rarest treasures of Tianxi, solely to coax a single smile from the beauty.

She nuzzled her head into Ye Nanxian's embrace. The driver in the front kept his eyes fixed on the road, and it was only then that Sheng Kai noticed the unfamiliar face sitting in the passenger seat.

Nan Chengyao's eyes held a trace of approval, but before he could speak, he saw Qin An hurry in from outside the door, so he stopped his words and quietly waited for his report.

The foreign concessions remained prosperous and bustling, the lively scene on the streets forming a sharp and terrifying contrast to the oppressive gloom on Wang Yu's side.

Yu Zinian reached out and couldn't help pinching Xu Ji'an's cheeks. The moment she realized what she was doing, a wave of instant tension washed over her.

Li Shaojun had tried his utmost to stay awake, but unfortunately, he still couldn't hold on in the end.

"In your dreams!" Zhao Kuo roared. As silver battle Qi surged, he had already unleashed his Silver Bear Spirit.

Jiang Junhao was already up, making breakfast in the kitchen. Hearing someone call out to him, he frowned slightly.

The reason the Nine Heavens Divine Spear Art was able to withstand attacks from such sonic martial arts was because every single move of it contained an immensely domineering spear intent. That spear intent could shatter stars, pierce the void, and split the firmament; naturally, it could easily suppress sonic waves as well.

Not a single soul among the demon race desired the destruction of the Tushan clan, and Bai You could not bear to strike either. Therefore, the matter of exterminating the Tushan fox clan was temporarily shelved.

With a sharp slap, five clear finger prints imprinted themselves upon Zhou Zilin's face. "Even if you hit me, I'm still going to say it—" Slap! Another blow landed. Zhou Zilin wept uncontrollably, trembling as she hid in the corner. The icy and terrifying man before her was nothing short of a nightmare.