Chapter 122: The Emergence of the Demon Child?

"Do you look down on me?"
"Do you honestly think you can be a good maid with that attitude?"
Gu Yunmeng fell silent for a moment before saying, "A person should keep their word. A loss is a loss. You don't need to worry about anything; I, Gu Yunmeng, have a modest reputation in the Immortal Sect, and I would not stoop to breaking my promises."
Qin Yue replied, "So, you were just living a bit too tiredly before and decided to use this opportunity to relax?"
"You are infuriating!"
Gu Yunmeng was angry.
Gu Qi was discussing with Xu Peirong where to have dinner. Usually, he would cook at home so it would be ready when she returned from school, but he didn't feel like eating at home today. Firstly, he would have to go grocery shopping, and the market was far too crowded and troublesome at this hour. Secondly, he had been exhausted last night and hadn't rested enough yet, so he was feeling lazy.
"Lies affect others, so I prefer not to lie. When I have nothing I wish to say, I choose silence." Gu Qi stopped in his tracks, preparing to bid Cui Hua farewell.
Without a doubt, the slap never landed; instead, the owner of the hand found their arm dislocated and was thrown to the ground with a shoulder throw.
Daniel was bound, a chain tightening around his neck. After ten seconds, the wind vortex dissipated, and Daniel collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
"Hey, if something has truly gone wrong in Asgard, wouldn't we just be walking straight into a trap by rushing in like this?" Star-Lord scrambled into his seat and buckled his seatbelt.
"Huh? Why are you here?" Just as Chen Tian was about to go out and search, Zhao Yue'er's curious voice rang out from behind him. He turned around to see Zhao Yue'er wearing a pale purple dress, her hair pinned up, looking utterly charming as she gazed at him in bewilderment.
He was an expert in this field, yet in his eyes, Jin Zhengcheng’s technique was even more graceful and seasoned than his own. This level of skill could absolutely be considered master-class in the world of bartending.
The sky was overcast, and the air felt heavy and humid. Thick clouds stretched to the horizon, signaling that a long-lasting rainstorm was about to break.
As for whether it could be cured, that would depend on whether the spiritual energy could repair and restore those cells on the verge of calcification.
Yondu’s eyes were wide open, a flicker of life still struggling within them, but it was quickly extinguished by the gray shadows of his final breath. His body slid slowly down the wall until it came to rest in the corner.
"To think you would torture him to this extent—very well, I will never forgive you! I warn you, you had better release him now, otherwise..." Du Tiancheng stared at Shangguan Yunfei with a vicious look, spitting out the words with malice.
Duo Tian struck out with his palm, causing the void to collapse. A terrifying black hole appeared before him, possessing infinite suction. The heaven-shaking strike launched by Dugu Hong and the two elders vanished entirely into the black hole.
The others, for whom fighting was a daily routine, nodded one after another. The statement sounded incredibly satisfying; according to my logic, they were all "real men."
The Fire Dragon issued an angry roar, as if the shattering of the barrier had awakened it from its slumber. Its massive eyes glared down at Zhen Long below, and a domineering, peerlessly powerful, and majestic aura instantly enveloped him, forcing Zhen Long to take several steps back.
The Japanese soldiers' habit of shouting slogans like "The survival of the Empire depends on this battle" before a fight was, of course, detestable to anyone familiar with history. Yet, watching the fighter planes returning one after another in the sunset, Logan suddenly realized that the fate of the entire nation, and indeed this war, had become inextricably linked to the "Wrath of Poseidon."
Madame Ma felt truly helpless. She knew that the people rushing over were not genuinely concerned for her husband; rather, they had many dark secrets in his possession. Once those items were returned to them, they would leave at once, and it wouldn't be surprising if they turned against her.
Pang Xin'er also wore a look of tension. Her eyes constantly darted between Jin Yao and Su Yan, flickering as she wondered what they might be planning.