Chapter 57 Escaped

Voltando para 1976, vinculando a loja de departamentos, ganhei pra caralho! Lua Neve Três Cores 1189 words 2026-08-04 06:18:33

She Yuqi pursued Peng Jiehao all the way, but this guy scampered about like a lively little monkey. No matter how hard she tried, she just could not catch up with him.

In the end, she could only watch helplessly as Peng Jiehao darted into the mountains.

The adjutant burst into grief-stricken sobs, a weeping that instantly moved countless people to tears. A legendary military commander had thus departed this world, leaving everyone's hearts heavy not only with profound sorrow but also with deep anxiety for the future.

"Did he mention what the body looked like when it was recovered? Was anything tied to it?" Su Wanmei asked.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Forest of Mages." A voice rang out from behind the group. Turning around, they saw a middle-aged man clad in crimson mage robes looking at them with a smiling expression—it was none other than Grand Mage Maine.

According to human nature, the most dangerous place is the safest. Soul Slayer World must have focused most of its attention on the other three gates.

"Iron Leopard is no longer the leader of the War Leopards, nor does he belong to any organization. By what right can he serve as the supreme leader?" a supporter of General Zack sneered disdainfully.

Although the man on the left had been enduring the attacks from the man on the right, his pacing remained completely unhurried, occasionally launching fierce counterattacks. Yet, they were all blocked by the man on the left, failing to have the slightest effect.

With his hand pressed against her back, he exerted force as if trying to embed her into his own body. Their lips and tongues intertwined frantically, and he completely abandoned himself to his desires.

However, Zhao Ling's defensive barrier was exceptionally tough as well. The green shadow could not harm her in the slightest; instead, during its attacks, it was shattered several times by that invisible force.

Gradually, Man lost his determination to engage in a prolonged battle with the young monk.

Sure enough, whenever Wu Yiyi's gaze fell upon Cheng Zili, it seemed laced with thorns, as if she wished to pierce straight through her.

While they were discussing this, Lin Yanchen pulled a handkerchief from his breast pocket and gently wiped the sweat beading on Changge's forehead. Everyone else simultaneously looked away, feigning indifference.

In his feelings toward Qiao Limo, Li Huaijun had always been exceptionally forgiving. He could not bear to pressure Qiao Limo, leaving him with no choice but to continuously step back and compromise, even if it meant being battered and bruised in the process.

Fortunately, the coat he had just draped over Misu was long enough to conceal the awkward bulge at his waist.

After leaving the office, Qiao Limo went straight to Shen Yu's law firm. There were still matters regarding this incident that she needed to entrust to Shen Yu, and after much deliberation, she decided to make the trip herself.

Even if he let her go now, they would eventually cross paths again. His heart could not truly let her go, and he knew deep down that she felt the same way about him.

"Stay away from me!" Ji Min tried to escape, attempting to push Cainuo away, but he pinned both her hands against the wall. His gaze shifted slowly from her terrified face down to her flat lower abdomen, his expression suddenly turning somewhat gentle.

"Young master, what is wrong?" Peacock noticed the rather peculiar look on Lin Yun's face and tugged at his sleeve, her face full of concern.

Watching the departing figures of Lu Hengwei and Qiao Limo, President Wen stood frozen in place for a moment in a daze. Did—did they just leave like that? After a long moment of realization, President Wen shook his head with a bitter smile and turned back to enter the venue.

Li Zhencai muttered inwardly: What a smooth talker. If Shiwei hadn't been pressuring other companies, his plot of land would have been sold off long ago, rather than being left here completely ignored.

"You... are you my grandpa?" Liu Yahang asked with a naive, eager curiosity, looking very much like a little tiger cub. Having grown up to this age, he had truly never laid eyes on his grandfather; just over a decade ago, right around when he was born, Liu Zhennan had left the Liu family and headed for the Central Plains martial arts world.