Volume 1, Chapter 33: My Lady, You Are Not Acting Like Yourself

"Then I suppose I shouldn't go. My mother told me not to go and cause trouble for my sister." Xiao Yuan struggled, intending to get down.

This attack was wide-ranging; even with a Saint-level expert defending, they could only block the attack within their immediate vicinity.

"These two organizations have always been our greatest threat. As long as they exist, there will be no peace." While Erica was still lamenting, Manas returned from the government side, bringing with him good news: there was a way to extract the Black Demon Stone.

The Master of the Dark Flame Palace was also quite agitated; he had initially held no hope, as the missing parts of the formation were impossible to mend.

Following this, under the guidance of Zhao Junyang, he entered a restaurant that looked relatively clean to have a meal.

Just as he was about to approach Zhang Fei to engage, a sudden, intense sense of warning flared in his heart! He was a martial arts expert; before joining the Yellow Turban Army, he had frequently fought in the martial arts world, developing a keen instinct for danger. It was this very vigilance that had saved his life in countless battles and brought him to where he was today.

I then pulled out a ginseng root, gave it a quick rinse in a nearby puddle, and began chewing on it.

Zhao Xingyun had assumed this man would continue to spar with him, but suddenly, he felt a chill at his neck, and a trickle of blood began to flow.

Oh, right. I think one of my classmates has the surname "Zhao." I must ask her later if she is a descendant of the First Emperor.

Edada recounted its "hidden troubles" with a mournful face. When it reached the last "Luxury Carnival" airship, perhaps thinking of the fate of the other four, the goblin broke into tears, sobbing with snot and grief.

As for her and Chen Chen, would they also have to endure numerous trials before they could taste the sweetness after the bitterness?

I woke up in the middle of the night feeling a slight chill. In May, while the days are warm, the lingering cold at night is still quite sharp.

The competition officially began. Although I tried to keep a relaxed mindset, I was actually very nervous. Everyone stepped back, leaving a large space for the two in the middle. Ah Jie and Liu Zuier met each other's eyes, adjusted their breathing, and reached for the dice.

"Yes, Brother Hei!" the group responded in a thunderous roar, demonstrating the great unity of the Dark Knights.

Many people had already arrived. I looked around; everyone present was either a refined young noble or a dashing man of letters.

Although such damage was merely a tickle to the heavily armored knights, it threw them into a momentary panic, slowing the momentum of their pursuit.

The large man was struck by a fit of rage and raised his hand to strike us. The others did not move. I could tell he was intentionally testing us, which showed that he himself was unsure of his footing.

The Jin general paused here for a moment before continuing coldly: "Just as the Crown Prince expected! People of Chu, we have been waiting for a long time! You entered our Jin territory without notice or declaration! You are faithless and rude, making deceit your profession! My Crown Prince is no benevolent coward; at this moment, General, prepare your armor and weapons—"

Gongshu's voice remained hoarse. He stared straight at Wei Luo, casually took a sword from a nearby swordsman, and walked to face her.

Xu Qing turned his head and smiled, "No need to make that call; I guarantee this guy won't live to see tomorrow's sun." The words were spoken with a smile, but to Jiang Siyu, they carried a chilling murderous intent. The thing she feared had finally come to pass.

On the eighth night after Chu Shengjue had also disappeared from the villa, in the dead of night, Su Lingge was awakened by a tremendous commotion.

A blood-colored snake lunged out, struggling with a gaping maw, and a foul, fishy stench instantly permeated the space.

Hu Lijing gasped in surprise, while Ru Chu and the Fatty beside her looked at her with faces full of confusion.

"Mom, Dad, I've already called the police. If you don't leave now, we'll only see each other at the police station," Jiang Tao said blandly.

After leaving her stone chamber, Chu Jiyun checked several nearby rooms. Li Fan was not in the cave dwelling, which made Chu Jiyun feel flustered. She was unfamiliar with everything here and had no idea where to look for him.

Within Dragon-Hidden City, Jiang Wei and the others all stood up. In a flash, the six guards, Chanyi, Xuanying, and Yingchen all darted out toward the city gates.

Once they left the village, the situation changed. Duan Yuntu and Duan Zhijun ran toward the mountain with all their might, never stopping. The Azure Dragon and the masked men could only follow behind, their numerical advantage failing to manifest.

The word "breakup" is extremely simple to say. Too simple. Yet it still hurts—it truly hurts.

She had never been so afraid in her entire life, yet seeing the hard work of many years reduced to ashes, she ultimately could not reconcile herself to it.

Just as Li Fan was thinking about Li Yulong, that long-lost voice sounded once again. There was a hint of weariness and relief woven into its tone.

With the Sword God Zhao Yun as an escort, it took Ling Fei two months to cross hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and reach the second layer of the Novaga Continent. He arrived safely at the Winter Academy that Zhao Yun had spoken of.

He stomped on a few of the ribs to find they were indeed very hard; even with all his strength, he could not break them.

Jiang Yingxue clung to Ling Fei like a koala, her arms wrapped around his neck as she showered him with affection.