24 Saving a Life

"To dare strike first in the presence of the Black Annihilation Army—are you all tired of living?" the leader of the Black Annihilation Army said in an icy tone.

"Mother, the matter is not yet settled; you shouldn't speak so definitively," Qiao Song responded coolly.

This was exactly why the green-haired monster would rather risk its life traversing a space-time wormhole than step through the Gates of Hell.

Although Li Mengyao had reached the late stage of the sixth layer of Qi Refining and had gained some proficiency in close-quarters combat under his tutelage, this was her first time encountering such an incident.

Yet Xuan Shao, always overbearing and self-centered, gave her no room for choice, nor did he care for the gazes of others.

"If Jim hadn't even considered this problem, I think he should go home and farm tobacco," Li Chen said with a look that was half-smile, half-scoff at Woz. There was no need to guess; it was clearly this fool before him who had insisted on it.

Sunlight filtered softly through the green silk gauze of the carved windows, casting a glow upon his handsome face. His brows were slightly furrowed, his thin lips pressed tightly together, as if his sleep were deeply troubled. Xing'er raised her hand to smooth the crease between his brows, but it was in vain.

Zhao Zixian did not understand the situation, but looking at Elder Yang’s wrinkled face, he hesitated for a long moment before finally helping him up.

What exactly the fifth divine ability would be could only be determined after merging with the Fire Spirit Ginseng. Zhao Zixian pondered this to himself.

Huo Lin sat expressionless, his ink-black eyes cast downward, as if he hadn't heard a word Huo Ran said and was lost in his own thoughts.

One hundred seconds after the self-detonation, the level finally stopped, settling at level 105—stuck in that spot just perfectly.

Afterward, another group of people emerged from nowhere and performed the same actions as Dong Zhuo had before. What was more fatal was that these two groups clearly knew each other. For some reason, after hearing the resounding roar from the center, Huang Long even felt a sense of impending disaster.

There was no ripple of emotion on Dong Zhuo’s face. He reached out and slowly pushed aside Xu Chu, who was blocking his path. Instead, Dong Zhuo stepped forward, his eyes narrowed into slits, yet they flashed with thoughtful, divine light. Looking at the scene unfolding before him, he began to understand his subordinates' previous behavior.

I put down my drink just in time to see the middle-aged man rush over to my godmother and bow to her. Because of the angle, I could see my godmother's look of astonishment on the screen.

Grandmother let out a long breath, easing her tension slightly, then walked to the bedside, rummaged through her bag for a yellow talisman paper, folded it into a triangle, and tied it around the child's neck with a red thread.

The comb used as the murder weapon was not only a dull yellow but also carried a heavy, earthy stench. Even though it had just been stained with human blood, it could not hide that pungent odor. It had clearly been buried in the earth for many years.

I immediately opened my inventory to check; it was completely empty. There was nothing left, not even the 80 strengthening potions.

Under the lamplight, the local bailiff’s face was half as white as paper and half as red as blood, exuding a chilling, ghostly aura in the dim light.

As Xie Banjui leaned forward to don his Soul-Severing Claws, preparing for a fight to the death, a gust of wind carrying the scent of blood swept past him. The chill, like being drenched in icy water, washed over his body again from back to front—a sign that the Peach Blossom Miasma was receding.

Having heard earlier that Han Mingsheng had tried to intimidate Lin Wan at the family banquet, he had never looked kindly upon the Han family. These people were all climbers, looking down on the status of the Lin family.

The victor accepts the honor, while the loser retreats in frustration. Under the gaze of the masses, the King placed his longsword on Verdandi’s shoulder, conferring upon her the formal title of Knight of the Kingdom of Enkidu. She was gifted a knight’s ring, a suit of armor forged from Uru steel, and a large pouch full of gold coins.

Moreover, according to Amida Miluka’s previous description, their mission was merely to escort a certain VIP to Earth. This meant that the attack was not the act of common bandits, but a premeditated strike.

He had previously analyzed from various aspects that the Matsui family of Japan, Feng Shaoxiong of Western Zhejiang, and Huo Jin of the Dragon King’s Mansion would strike at Lu Yang in Hangzhou.

"Heh, you think I'd talk?" The warrior was quite stubborn; no matter how Jiang Cheng pressured him, he refused to speak.

"This is a lesson for you. They are not just my subordinates; they are my brothers," Lu Yang said coldly.

Su Wanruo let out a cry of pain, but upon remembering that the situation was as if the Imperial presence had arrived, her scream stopped abruptly.

A thousand years of suffering, all because the method of cultivation was wrong? Isn't that just ridiculous?

While chatting idly with Fang Xun, Hu Yueyi had already drawn near. Seeing the two people before her, she seemed somewhat caught off guard.

Generally speaking, he did not want to deal with the messy affairs of the Nishijo family, so he left it entirely to Kujo Saro and Nishijo Chisa.

Asakawa Ichiro clearly treated that house like a hotel; even though Asakawa Rina cleaned it diligently, there was still too much useless junk inside.

In the kitchen, Zhou Xiangqiao took the initiative to start a conversation with Yun Qingyue while washing vegetables.

Tang Shan had an expression of "iron failing to become steel," and Cao Tiangang slapped his forehead, quickly offering an awkward smile.

She impatiently reached for where her phone was, wanting to grab it and temporarily add Lin Zhengjie's number to her blacklist.

"The Scarlet Flame Mad Demon from the gang is coming over too. I'll introduce you later; he has already reached the second stage of the Body Refining Period," the Demon World Supreme continued.

Of course, this groping was quite suggestive, leaving Tang Xinrou blushing, her breathing shallow, her eyes wide with terror and panic as she looked at Tang Shan.

What she said shocked me completely. It turned out that she was the one behind everything. The hallucinations, everything—it was all a lie, all her trickery to tease and fool me. No wonder I felt everything was so labyrinthine and confusing.