39. Kill Him

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Shen Yan was forcibly pinned down, completely unable to fight back; the only thing she could do now was clench her fists.
Grinning, I stepped into the large wooden barrel. It contained only cold water, but I hadn't bathed in days and had started to smell, though many of the wounds on my skin had already begun to heal.
I nodded with a smile, thinking it seemed I would have to increase her training load to see if it would boost her strength. I glanced back at the apartment building behind me; it appeared that realizing my vision of setting everything right would take a great deal of time.
Before the words had even left his lips, Jiu Yin stood up abruptly, personally took a cup of fruit wine from his side, and walked toward Hu Ji.
I don't know how long it was before Zhuo Lingfeng finally released Mu Sanmei. Looking at her flushed lips, he felt the urge to kiss her again, but what puzzled him was that after everything they had just gone through, Mu Sanmei seemed as if nothing had happened at all.
A greedy, unscrupulous merchant using such pork to make smoked meat, regardless of the consequences—lower than a beast.
When Jiang Xinyan saw the bank card, her heart sank. Biting her lip, she hadn't expected Xi He to be so formidable, going straight to Mu Chucheng to complain.
In this series of scams, what I couldn't fathom most was why the big fat man would give money to the middle-aged man and deliberately befriend him. Was it a case of casting a long line to catch a big fish?
Liu Jiasheng frowned. "Let me go down! It's too dangerous, and you are the commander of our detachment; it is only right that I go down," Liu Jiasheng said in a low voice.
His teacher, Xin Ru, had exhausted all efforts to perish together with the Nine-Tailed Fox, and by having the fox's spirit reincarnate continuously in this Chen Family Town, he likely understood that the Nine-Tailed Fox was inextricably linked to the seal on this place.
The boat fell silent. Seeing that the matter was concluded, Wen Yanqing gently pulled Lin Gantang toward him and stepped ashore.
Hua Chen complained angrily. Li Buyu was being too reckless with his own body; did he really think he could do whatever he wanted just because his martial arts attainments were high, even ignoring the hidden ailments in his body?
Clearly, if things hadn't reached this uncontrollable point, she wouldn't have been willing to open her mouth.
After all, many of the masters believed they had reached the end of their cultivation and that it would be difficult to progress any further.
He had originally held onto a shred of hope, thinking there was an even chance of improvement or deterioration, but it was now clear he didn't have that kind of luck.

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Since they were currently in the middle of morning exercises, the two had no choice but to leave school and return to their rental unit, waiting until the evening study session to make further plans.
"Mother, we have to head to the capital tomorrow..." Chi Tang turned back, persuading her with some hesitation.
He only wanted to drink until he passed out just to hear those words. But happiness was fleeting; every time he reached out to touch her, she would vanish without a trace.
Several major accounts were sued, and they all pinned apologies and paid damages on their Weibo and official accounts; now, no one dared to spread negative rumors about Song Enxi.
Although the stock price had ticked up by more than a dollar, the buy orders below did not follow immediately.
The lucky draw was a form of entertainment for the annual meeting; it didn't distinguish between official employees and newcomers—it was all up to luck, whoever drew it, kept it.
There were also some discounted products; if you shared them to your Moments and a friend made a purchase, you could earn a commission.
Seeing him like this, a strange feeling stirred in her heart. He had been meticulous about everything; could there really be something he had overlooked?
The flat, open space deep in the Zhongnan Mountains was no longer empty; a massive Daoist temple with blue tiles and flying eaves had been built there—the Chonghua Pavilion.
Cen Xijuan stood up with an air of indifference, as if he believed that as long as he remained calm, no one would notice he had been sitting on the edge of Ban Zhi's kang.
"Human, do not harbor estrangement from the system, do not hold fear toward His Majesty, and above all, do not hate His Majesty."
Unlike the surrounding peaks, which were sheer cliffs reaching into the clouds with countless trees, this place was void of a single tree, appearing vast and entirely out of place.
Opposite her sat a man with a baby face and a military cap. Looking at her face, he couldn't help but tease, "Oh, oh, our Commander's wife is feeling shy."
"Old Seven is dead!" a man with a thick beard said, his eyes flashing with a cold, piercing light, his voice low and nearly a roar.
At that time, he had been moved. Because Chang'e had been banished to the mortal realm, he soon fell in love with Gao Cuilan.

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Her gaze looked so gentle and beautiful. Resting her hands on the railing, with the unfathomable black seawater below, it actually felt quite eerie.
Closing the window and tucking herself under the quilt, Gui Zhi carefully placed the honey jar on the bedside table before taking out her needle and thread to sew a sky-blue long cotton coat.
The Hanged Ghost wanted to strangle someone to find a substitute; seeing she had no chance, she glared viciously at the group, especially Jia Deyun, making him feel a chill throughout his body, before turning to leave.
Who would have thought that the next day, when Tong Song called for a carriage to haul the ice, the owner of the Xiangyao Inn would go back on his word.
"This started last month. At night, when my brother and his family were sleeping, footsteps would appear in the living room, things would be smashed on the floor, and the television would be turned on."
"Hey, why are you using force?" a security guard patrolling the corridor asked loudly as he approached.
After hearing Bai Chongxi's words, everyone present, except for Generalissimo Chiang, gasped in shock. Everyone knew that Bai Chongxi’s words were absolutely the Generalissimo's intent; without Chiang Kai-shek's authorization, would Bai Chongxi have been so ruthless? It seemed Tang Enbo was truly in for misfortune.
In the past, the Old Demon Che was so afraid that his every move would lead to the loss of his vital essence that he had sealed his true self somewhere in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, usually acting only through avatars.
"By the way, Master Wu, you said there are many opportunities in the Second Heaven? What kind of opportunities?" Jian Wushuang asked.
"We got to know each other through a fight, but the method I suggested is beneficial to him, so he naturally listened. Come, let's go get a meal," Dongfang Jian said, pulling everyone along.
Speaking of the poetry gathering, a flash of pride appeared in Liu De's eyes, and his chest puffed out a little.