53 Abusive Love Male Supporting Character

I have already told you everything I wanted to say. If you still do not believe me, then I have no choice but to bite the bullet and go through with this.

Bai He's pupils constricted as he seemed to see a lotus flower formed from true essence taking shape in Su Ying's palm, exquisite and spinning merrily.

The Divine City was the order-maker of these mountains and rivers, and all factions within them survived under its order. Therefore, under this order, many things lacked true freedom.

Had Uncle Fu not stepped out to say those words to him, he might have suffered a setback here today. In truth, it was precisely because Uncle Fu saw through this that he specifically came out to offer a few words and set his mind at ease; after all, Uncle Fu held a deep appreciation for this young man.

Just as the two of them were politely deferring to one another, an urgent announcement echoed from the gates of the General's Manor.

Wu Xiuli had a very pleasant temper to begin with. Although the things she said were often quite infuriating, her tone remained fairly amiable.

"Silly child, your sister bought that for you. Just wear it with peace of mind," Su Manman said with a face full of doting affection.

Under his monstrous fury, his devout followers slaughtered every single bandit, leaving not a single one alive. Every last bandit was hacked to pieces, reduced to a pile of minced flesh.

Early the next morning, he went to the company to work as usual, but because his complexion was not looking well today, Lin Zhi strongly insisted that he go back and rest properly first.

Sure enough, Xu Yunyan told Yan Le and Meng Zhuzhuang that He Yang's mother had agreed. Upon hearing that He Gang's father also had no objections, she and Yu Xuejing jumped for joy.

Jia Yu felt deeply touched, her grip on Lang Shao's hand tightening unconsciously. Lang Shao assumed that Jia Yu was feeling worried and anxious after hearing what those commoners had said.

Once he recovered, he could consider letting this man carry him on his back; after all, the fellow had strength to spare.

Dapeng mustered his courage as he spoke, yet the looks Baozi and his subordinates gave him felt somewhat odd, filled with the curious fascination one might reserve for a monkey.

There were always those elderly women fond of petty gains who arrived early to pick out the largest items. Granny Ruan also came early; she would touch every single large item, feeling this one and then that one.

Zhou Zhou was someone accustomed to long-term physical labor and adapted very well to new strength, while a canine's sense of taste could basically be unlocked just by drinking the pearl liquid. Thus, she safely acquired two supernatural abilities, laying a solid foundation for the improvement of her culinary skills.

With that, the two turned back, spat a few times over their shoulders toward where they came from, and hurriedly fled the place.

Muxu hurriedly finished speaking, then flew on her sword toward the white-bone altar, tracing the silhouette of Xiao Chu.

Although she had never heard of the designer named Tang Yuzhi, judging by their reactions just now, this "Melody in the Rain" must be exorbitantly expensive.

They clearly saw that the moment the sound arrived, every single poro trembled uniformly from head to toe.

It was not that they had no intention of flying directly to their destination, but a sense of danger simultaneously welling up in both their hearts forced them to land and stop. In the past, they might have ignored it, but after confirming the existence of a "god," this could very well be interpreted as a message transmitted by him.

Not to mention, Ye Qiniang before him looked utterly spirited, crisp, and dashing dressed in men's attire—so handsome that even Qin Lang felt a sudden urge to swing the other way. Yet, he stared with utter puzzlement at Ye Qiniang's two primary scenic spots. Just where on earth had the contents of those two places gone?

"Indeed. The moment we sensed their presence, none of us dared to stop them," the other men in black shirts nodded as well.

"Hmph, what a righteous claim. You really do claim to be in the right, but don't think I am unaware of how many disgusting deeds you've committed..." Fang Meiling raged.

This match showcased the cohesive team synergy of the Feiyang team. Those crafty team coaches had long since discerned that the strength of the Feiyang team before them was already approaching the level of a professional squad. Although many aspects still appeared somewhat raw, at least up to this point, no major tactical blunders had occurred in their coordination.

This was precisely why Qingluo Immortal addressed Long Ye no longer as "Brother Long," but had upgraded it to "Young Master Long."

With the Ice Edge held horizontally across his chest and the tips of his toes touching the ground, Ye Fei shot backward like a spring. The Dragon Slayer flashed with a chilling gleam as it surged wildly forth.

"It's true. Those mermen are utterly detestable, tricking me with this dragon blood and claiming it was marvelous pith," Bai Hong emphasized.

Qin Lang had finally accompanied her back home for once, only for this kind of incident to occur. Was this not outright slapping him across the face?

Even before suffering any losses, Mount Shu had already been unable to withstand the invasion of the Seven Kills Sect. Now, after this major battle, their losses were catastrophic. Aside from the disciples who happened not to be on Mount Shu, only these few old men remained.

Han Yun took a deep breath, and with a flash, the two of them stepped into a grand hall. Immediately afterward, a tremor echoed from within, and Han Yun and the Blood Demon walked out dressed in sets of black clothing.

Several key members of the team gathered around, closely examining the two corpses on the ground. Both bodies lay face down, sprawled upon the earth. Judging from their appearance, their attire was rather thin, but because the clothing had rotted quite severely, it was impossible to tell what they had specifically worn.

Mi Yu rolled her eyes. The Young Sect Master of the Yunyang Sect was also a peerless talent; among the many hidden sects, his aptitude was second only to the absolute top few—which, of course, included herself.