Chapter 32: Xia Xiaoyu, Go Take a Look at Yourself in the Mirror

At that moment, Yao Jingsong rushed into the courtyard with his men. Upon seeing the person lying on the ground with a gunshot wound to the head, he was struck with alarm. He hurried into the house and felt a wave of relief upon finding Han Yixian completely unharmed.

Ever since that day, Zhen Chuan’er had become even more reticent, often going an entire day without uttering a single word, spending all her time practicing the sword.

Hearing these words, Xiao Yingying couldn't help but hold Shangguan Yun in even higher regard. She looked at him with a flushed face, nodded gently, and said in a soft voice, "Brother Yun, to think this way shows you are a man of true integrity. I..." She suddenly realized what she was saying and quickly fell silent.

He had already defeated the twenty-thousand-strong Halie army, but several years had passed since then, and the situation there remained a tangled mess.

Later, I made some inquiries and learned that my job had likely been targeted by someone from the very beginning, and someone else had been lined up to take it.

Wukong noticed a glimmer of golden light at his chest; as his heart beat, it radiated tiny specks of golden brilliance.

"Kongxue Qiannuo, let them come." Wukong tucked the two blue flowers into his ears and walked out of the cave, clutching his horn-handled dagger.

Before the words had even faded, a flashlight was clicked on, instantly brightening the corridor. It was clear that Zhu Wenran was conscious and, aside from a sprained ankle, was unharmed.

Zhu Di and Liu Chun rushed out to look into the distance from a high vantage point. There were at least several thousand people, perhaps even ten thousand. Yet, they had emerged with only two hundred guards and three hundred imperial secret agents.

"Hello, Uncle," Qi Xiuyuan said with a nod. His tone was flat, showing no particular respect for his elder.

Why did Shen Yunshu go? Because she had already had Jun Muci sell the unconscious Jun Duyou into a brothel.

Qiao Baobao was a child with a creative mind; at the very least, when the finished product emerged, it possessed a certain abstract beauty.

Pushing the door open, she found Gu Junze’s office just as it had been when she arrived: Gu Junze, Han Zuo, and Le Yuzhou were still deep in discussion.

The voice that echoed in her ears was like a celestial melody, offering hope to one who had been drifting aimlessly, but the moment she opened her eyes, her pupils dilated in terror.

"Wuwuwu... I was wrong, I won't provoke you ever again. Please, call off the spirit beast, won't you?" Nalan Feier’s face was deathly pale. Tears streaming down her face, she looked toward Shen Yunshu, begging for mercy.

I told Sister Xiuhe that I would definitely scare the man into divorcing her obediently. I would be going in with Peng Lian shortly, and that scene would be unsuitable for Sister Xiuhe to witness; a college student who had never seen a ghost before would surely be terrified.

As soon as Ye Tianyu opened a small gap, she smelled a faint, exotic fragrance—the same one that had appeared when she entered Jingyou Lake. Without hesitation, she opened it fully, eager to confirm her suspicion of whether it contained the Demonic Soul Pearl.

Looking at the Yin Dragon on the back of my hand, I even considered placing the Yin Dragon’s blood onto the Yin-Sealing Tablet, but I hesitated, fearing that his soul might not be able to withstand the dragon's power.

"Of course, your brother is very wealthy. You could coax him into donating some money to the children in the village," Bai Yixun said with a smile.

"Now, please pack the items you wish to take into this hiking backpack. It already contains food and water for the next two days."

"It’s a pity I didn't have your Qi-Nourishing Pills back when I was at the second or third rank; otherwise, I wouldn't have been mocked by my old man day in and day out," Lin Shuyun sighed lightly.

Bai Jiao was slightly taken aback by the greeting, thinking to herself, do the disciples of the Seven Emotions Sect have nothing better to do all day than wander about acting like ruffians?

The man on the bull's belly rolled over onto its back, grabbed the horns with both hands, and pulled back with all his might. The bull faltered for a second, reared up, and then continued to charge, its momentum even more ferocious.

The audience was quite disciplined; no one spoke loudly, and they watched the two contestants in the arena with bated breath.

The waiter frowned. Beside the Corolla, a man over 1.8 meters tall leaned against the car door, smoking a cigarette.

"Please, Master, give this disciple a chance to show my filial piety!" Yuan Mu-ping thought to herself that Uncle Yang and Uncle Lu were the only ones who understood her, and she immediately bowed her head to request it again.

After the Thirteen Killers unleashed their new formation, the synergy and mutual support increased their power by more than several times! Hua Yu-ke stood surrounded by them. After a long while, they had traded only one blow; Hua Yu-ke remained composed, head held high, while all eleven killers bore fresh wounds.

The lady of the house was becoming increasingly flirtatious. He rarely visited Yu Linglong anymore, even though she was highly skilled in the arts of the bedchamber—the very thing that had originally attracted the magistrate to her.

Lin Yi and Lin Er were slightly startled. After the tragedy, they had merely assumed the Lin family had offended someone.

"What, haven't quite grasped it yet? Well then, Khabaruka, why don't you help me? Thanks all the same." The bather continued to laugh heartily.

Candy’s third remark used the lure of profit; a tiger eats people because it isn't full. Candy dangled the Wolf of the North as bait for Zhang Wei, for the meat of the Wolf of the North was far more enticing than the prosperous Great Tang. If even that didn't work, Candy would truly be at a loss.

The Pope gave a cold snort and slammed his scepter into the ground. Suddenly, a massive white magic circle appeared beneath everyone's feet.

Qin Yanran kept her head down, blushing with shyness, not daring to look at Su Lin or her own mother.

Summon an immensely powerful sixth-tier captain-level Spider Evil God to fight for the Shadow Priest. The Spider Evil God has two attack patterns: spitting venom from the air, and swinging its twin claws in melee combat.

The frivolous tone made Lu Wuchen frown in disgust. Just as he was about to teach the speaker a lesson, someone else had already struck.

Suddenly, a series of earth-shattering explosions rang out. Lu Wuchen’s body spiraled like a whirlwind, clashing time and again with Sima Ziyi’s sword as it struck from above, sending golden-red sparks flying.

The miraculous rise of Wuyou Fortress not only made Arthur famous throughout the continent but also led the vast majority of its people to equate him with a god. Henry, who enjoyed more popularity than Arthur within the legion, naturally invited the hostility of the people of Wuyou Fortress.

In fact, on the day he went to Li Family Village, Canying had intended to bring the brothers Jiang He and Jiang Hai along, but out of consideration for their studies, he had said nothing. It wasn't until the early hours of this morning that Canying ordered Feiying to rush to Li Family Village to bring the brothers and He Xiuyun back.

Qin Zhen could not stay at Qin Ling's place for too long; after all, she still had to accompany the Empress Dowager to Tianlong Temple.