Chapter 58: Looking Down on You

Peerless Divine Doctor Thirty-Nine Degrees of Snow 1293 words 2026-02-09 19:42:25

Suddenly kissed by such a beautiful woman, Xu Yang was completely stunned. When he finally came to himself, he wrapped his arms around Su Yanran’s slender waist, so delicate it seemed it could barely be held. Then, he was about to extend his tongue for a deep kiss with Su Yanran. However, at that moment, Su Yanran broke free. She had never imagined that her first kiss would be like this...

Elf and Vandro leaped high, instantly surpassing Kalle, who was suspended in midair, and arrived just beneath the tentacles. They struck simultaneously; the cross-shaped sword energy and the dark sword energy howled, landing almost at the same time upon the wound. Ice shards flew everywhere, and the wound instantly widened to nearly twice its previous size.

The self-destruction of the Corpse King was far from simple; the explosive energy was terrifying. The shockwave impacted everything within a hundred miles, riddling the void with black holes and leaving the land in utter disarray. The earth itself was torn asunder, sand and stones flying as if the end times had arrived.

Could it have been a mistake? Surely it was, for they were chief maidservants beside the princess—how could they possibly be executed like mere common slaves?

Boss Wang was introduced through a friend; he believed such a person would be useful, so he sought to establish a connection.

Huang Jingyang wanted to ask more, but at that moment, Xiao Tian finished speaking, the doors to the operating room opened, and Xiao Tian walked straight in.

He regretted it so much he almost wanted to bang his head against the floor—why hadn’t he checked more carefully when answering the phone?

It was noon, and the entire Northern Hemisphere was likely eating lunch. Generally, people wouldn’t call or chat at this time unless it was urgent.

Liang Jingjun braced himself and spoke, deciding that next time he talked to Jinghui, he mustn’t do so in front of the children. Some things aren’t suitable for their ears, and now that they've grown up, if they overhear and repeat them outside, it could be problematic.

Since it was the forty-ninth day, Mu Liu Lang took Mu Dan Zhu to the temple to light a perpetual lamp for their deceased mother.

“Because your words just now clearly indicated you no longer wanted it—can’t it even cry a little?” Yan Wanying laughed heartily at the sky.

Character can be cultivated slowly, changed bit by bit through the subtle details of daily life.

“You lot, if you’re drinking, then drink properly; if you’re discussing business, then do it seriously. Don’t mix up time and place!” Mo Di scolded with a smile.

The long-serving steward of Knight Mace knew that if he listened to two-thirds of the praise speech, Knight Mace would surely be infuriated and start shouting—here, Knight Mace was the local emperor, and what were these charlatans doing on his land? Collecting taxes and robbing money?

We should fully express our uniqueness in the way and manner we pursue the value of life, playing to our personality and strengths and choosing our own path to success.

Du Wei’s eyes widened. He saw the Nine Sky Formation Map in his hands split into nine diagrams above, ever-changing, forming endless formations, unfathomable in depth.

Ji Xiaoyan had returned to the Divine Refining City in the Fragmented Star Sea yesterday; he needed to use the alchemy furnace to refine the impurities from the Luo Sword.

“Then lead the way,” Wu Qingtao placed his hands behind his back, speaking calmly. Unconsciously, he struck the pose of a master.

Qiong Zi Mei remarked, “She moves like a startled rabbit, just like Ao Chu Xue whom we know…”

For Shu Qing, the only home she had left was the Shu Residence. Naturally, when she spoke of returning home, she meant going back there.

Xu Changshun, the city’s Public Security Bureau chief, along with several deputy chiefs, were relieved of all duties. Vice Mayor He Jianwei, responsible for public security and justice, made a self-criticism at the standing committee; his future assignment remains undecided.

When the Black Spear exploded, Wei Yang, who was well prepared, had already retreated. The man in white, who was intent on showing Wei Yang what a true master was, was blown to smithereens, his previous image completely ruined.