Volume One, Chapter Thirty-Six: The Joyful Motorcycle

Zhao Junbi didn't even open his eyes. "He can't win," he said, then clapped his hands together. One of the doors inside opened soundlessly, and a man nearly two meters tall, dressed in the attire of a treasured official, walked in with his head bowed.

When Crescent went out to look for him, she was almost kidnapped by traffickers. In her desperate attempt to escape, she ran blindly and died under the wheels of a carriage.

These two are descendants of the Six Paths Sage. Not only do they possess powerful ninja tools, but having eaten the flesh of the Nine-Tails, they have chakra from the beast, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

Kou Biao died because of the incident at the Golden Tripod Tower. Hearing this, his fury grew even more, and he screamed, wanting to pounce on me.

Zhang Miao had no idea what Kisuke Urahara was thinking. Having just left the Bureau of Technological Development, he was stopped halfway by Shunsui Kyoraku, dressed in flamboyant clothes.

Back then, in Dongfang Yan's club, they weren't even qualified to approach Zhang Shicheng. To sit nearby was already a tremendous honor; they had no right to speak at all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I spoke, the previously arrogant, unscrupulous old priest immediately showed a panicked expression, glancing left and right, as if afraid a wild beast might leap out at any moment.

No, she couldn't pretend to sleep any longer. Just as Mu Siyang was preparing to "wake up," she felt the hand Ouyang Jiaming held suddenly tighten.

"Thank you, Grandmother, for your concern. Your cold is completely gone," Liu Jiu'er smiled and adopted a caring demeanor.

"Chi Hua." He called her name in a low, hoarse voice, his tone trembling with suppressed rage. Anger to the extreme, he smiled instead.

In just these few days, Ji Zuo had already cleared out all the people Murong Yu had planted in his project—none remained.

Setting out again, two rode horses and two flew. When they reached the nearest town, they bought two more horses for the road, lest flying all the way to the capital draw too much attention.

"So, you recognized Bao'er and Jiu'er at first glance, but still chose to rescue them from the Evil Ancestor? Just because you didn't want to make Xuanming hate you forever? You're afraid he'd hate you for life?" Hua Nongying spoke in disbelief.

"You might as well go home. There's no need to talk about work anymore—it's impossible!" Huang Weihua said angrily.

Pressing his fingers to his brow, the man smashed all the wine glasses in his hand, and his deep eyes revealed a terrifying gleam, along with a ruthless edge.

She thought his eyes were truly beautiful—the most beautiful she'd ever seen, deep as the stars and ocean, filled with all his love for her.

Over the past two weeks, Perseus went out every day to investigate the state of Antarctica and the effects of humanity's extinction.

"We have ice at home. Come on, I'll show you if it's suitable," Gu Shang, hearing it was something his son needed, immediately led Yang Taoxi and the others to the backyard.

"Qingzhi, who taught you the Bitter Curse?" His eyes flickered with an inscrutable light.

Lin Qiqi hurriedly let go of Luo Zhiran's collar, instinctively shrinking back, shaking her head in disbelief, recalling the words she'd just uttered.

Since He Zhizhu won the three most prestigious Best Actor awards, people had been stabbing him in the back.

"Alright, I'll check what Mom's cooking tonight." Though his skills aren't great, at least he wouldn't let them starve—better than his second sister.

He was in terrible pain, finally managed to come home, only to be mocked by his sister. Why couldn't she be as caring as other people's sisters?

Pan Xiong was still one of the youngest leaders in the Rock Tribe. Since his birth, the tribe had always dominated the upper reaches of the A Luo River.

The spirit hides in the eyes, returning to the heart! This time, the two fought with spiritual consciousness—a perilous duel. The worst could be the soul's annihilation; the least, turning into an imbecile!

"Reporting to headquarters, the Nail Killer has eliminated the B-class ghost. No other effects," a police officer from the Bureau of Spiritual Investigation, hidden in the darkness, reported the scene via walkie-talkie to the command room.

Back then, Carlo lost an arm at its root to the Destruction Law of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife.

Gu Li was fuming—how could Lin Ze behave like this? What if Chang'an learned bad habits? Without holding back, she unleashed the skill "Lingering Melody."

Yu Wanwan had no real doubts about the unusual Ji Sicheng. Newlyweds, after all—it's normal to be a little different.

The second "Blessing of Possession"—well, its effect was average, not as impressive as the "Golden Dragon King's Scales," but she believed it would be useful later, so she decided to save it for now.

General von Delong, the German ambassador to Manchuria; General Badoglio, the Italian ambassador; military attaché Federico; the Spanish envoy; Finnish military attaché; Burmese royal representative; Thai royal representative… altogether, over thirty dignitaries, with more than fifty wounded.

Ma Qian'an immediately felt short of breath. Is being injured a good thing these days? And what's with the "smooth and slippery"—that's not a word for describing a gentleman’s skin.

Upon hearing the voice, the middle-aged man's murderous intent eased, and he slowly withdrew his hand.

"Ruoxi, I'd like to speak with you." Lei Yuting addressed her, the indifference in her gaze stabbing him deeply.

At this moment, Shi Ying's entire heart was tied to his Manzhu. He had no mind for anything else, intending to turn away, but then reconsidered—the imperial physician was Manzhu's personal doctor, so perhaps his problem was related to Manzhu.

The pain throughout his body, as if it had fallen apart, spread from his muscles and nerves into his mind. He barely managed to turn over, and with a splash, collapsed into the stream.