Volume 1, Chapter 45: Make Any Trouble You Want, But Do Not Talk About Divorce

The calm expression on Ning Xi's face slowly began to crack. Suddenly, he brought his hands together and rubbed his face hard.
"No! If you want to kill him, you must kill me first!" Wanmiao abruptly stepped in front of Zhuge Qing, her beautiful eyes filled with a murderous glare.
The true immortals present could also sense the overwhelming murderous intent and could not help but back away in succession.
Yet Chu Tianji always felt that something was amiss; he felt that the nine-headed beast was not completely dead, but what kind of method had it employed, and why could he not perceive it at all?
Gu Li did not answer. He merely gazed quietly at Mu Qiansha, staring fixedly into her eyes, as if he wanted to see straight into the deepest parts of her soul.
Suhua carefully weighed his words before replying. Seeing Chu Qi's expression grow darker by the moment, he simply decided to speak his mind plainly.
Those who came to the temple to pray to the deities invariably carried some worldly attachments. In the past, having no one to confide in, upon seeing a Daoist priest now, they inevitably poured out their grievances—which was quite understandable.
"That's right, this way there is at least a sliver of hope, and that is that you are healthy," the spirit of the wind said.
The only thing that exceeded Wenren Kou's expectations was that Wanyxi and Yanlie had discovered the truth about Changheng and his wife's past far too early, and their reaction was not nearly as resolute and unhesitating as Wenren Kou had imagined.
"Ouch, that hurts to death!" he cried out, making a token collapse to the ground, clutching his chest and pretending to be in great pain.
At this moment, the cultivators were completely excited. Having practiced cultivation for so many years, they had always craved the immortal abodes and tombs of these senior practitioners, and seeing one with their own eyes now filled them with boundless excitement.
"What you say makes sense, but using the Meow Star brand as the core just doesn't seem viable to me. Think of something better, otherwise I'd be too embarrassed to report this to the higher-ups," Qi Zhenhe said half-jokingly.
The esports of this world was a completely different beast from the esports of Meng Luo's world.

Perhaps this plan had been too much of a shock to him, causing Chen Shuo to forget to conceal his reaction. His expression was caught by Jack Ma and also noticed by Hang Yu, making the atmosphere instantly a little awkward.
Because this was the intermission of the match point game, there would be some interspersed activities on-site, so the break time this time would be relatively long.
The magical artifacts refined by Huang Xuanling were all sold through Feng Jianfeng. Feng Jianfeng knew the quality of Huang Xuanling's crafted artifacts inside and out, and could clearly distinguish between good and bad magic tools.
In an instant, the two powerful entities clashed. One could only see afterimages flashing past continuously, accompanied by the frequent sounds of violent collisions echoing all around.
"While I'm investigating a set of materials, you shouldn't waste your time either; try to come up with a design. If we rigidly follow the design concept of that first set, it might stifle our creativity. Who knows, what we create ourselves might even turn out better than theirs," Chang Cheng said.
"Rest assured, Fengxiao, I will handle this matter personally and will certainly not ruin your scheme," Xi Zhicai said with a smile.
The tip of the spear flickered and lifted a Yaotai Imperial Phoenix flower from the ground, tossing it into the air. Xiao Chengxye leaped onto the long spear and reached out directly to seize it.
Spring in Sanlitun had never witnessed such a sight. The fields that used to be a vast expanse of green were now a patchwork of green and bald patches. Every edible wild vegetable had been dug up by the villagers and brought home. The wild vegetables were boiled in water, seasoned with just a pinch of salt, and then laid out under the sun to dry for several days so they could be preserved without spoiling for half a year.
He could no longer be called great-aunt's husband. Instigating Lu Hanyan to address him as such back then was merely an attempt to anger Yan Shiyou into leaving.
The door gave a creaky groan, and Ruyi looked toward the sound, only to see the white-robed nun who had shaved her head walking in from outside, holding a set of monastic vestments.
Allen then returned to his office, and after a moment of thought, he still dialed the phone of a certain someone at home.
Bai Mingsheng walked toward them, wrapping one arm around Yun Xiao's shoulders. One side of her body pressed against his solid and powerful embrace, and she lowered her head obediently, leaving Bai Mingsheng to resolve the situation.
It wasn't until they reached the company's parking lot that she understood this young master had actually come to deliver breakfast.

On the way, Ouyang Min had called to say she had already gone back with Lu Jingyan and told her to get some rest early as well.
Having not seen them for several days, Zuo Tuxiu and Zhao Long had increased in strength tremendously! They were even more formidable than Yue Qianhuan and the others after undergoing divine fire soul refinement, which was truly startling and intimidating.
"Your Highness!" General Li could not help stepping forward at the sight, unsure whether he was more afraid of the crown prince being startled or of that bowl of medicine being spilled. Yet in the end, he managed to tend to neither, and could only stare at the puddle of medicinal liquid on the ground with a heart full of trepidation.
After the true dragon coursed through the body, every additional second one persisted brought even greater rewards. However, no one had ever known which imperial prince could endure the longest within the dense fog.
Actually, I didn't deliberately mean to scare the child, but as the saying goes, severe illnesses require drastic remedies. Sometimes, appropriate intimidation to make a child retreat in the face of difficulties is, in my opinion, quite necessary.
Even though she had always regarded Murong Ke as an elder brother figure in her heart, because of that lingering, enchanting intimacy just moments ago, her mind could not help but experience a slight tremor.
Yet Yang Xuan was still able to move and even teleport after entering his own domain—this was simply an unbelievable feat.
Ye Lan'er understood his meaning from Murong Ke's clear-cut actions. As it turned out, he was actually disgusted with her.
Under normal circumstances, being able to cultivate a protective divine ability in the Myriad Phenomenon realm and transform one's physical body to be as tough as a supreme-grade void-tier magical artifact was already enough to be called a genius, something extremely rare.
"Your Highness, she said before that she wouldn't let me off. I'm afraid of her... You—you will protect me, right?" Ye Lan'er mustered her courage and asked this, rapidly fluttering her eyelashes in an attempt to charm him to death.