Volume One, Chapter 44: You’re the Only One I Have Improper Thoughts About

Vast and overwhelming, like a silver waterfall formed by countless camera flashes, the scene poured downward. The entire Arthur Ashe Stadium resembled a massive, barrel-shaped wave on the North Shore of Oahu, enveloped within the clear yet surging crest. A deafening roar thundered across eardrums, causing the entire world to shake violently in unison.

The unorthodox and lethal methods of this heretical faction gradually revealed themselves to the world, ultimately provoking discontent among numerous powers in the spiritual realm, which subsequently launched a campaign to eradicate the Black Soul Sect.

She remembered that experiment; she had merely lent a hand and was constantly being dismissed by Qin Che. To think her name was included on the submitted roster after all?

Although he was the head of the Weibo Expansion Department, at the end of the day, he was still just an ordinary wage-earning corporate drone who had to follow the arrangements from above.

For the returning player, the entire opposing court was wide open, and the potential directions for the return shot were limitless. Yet, at the same time, they could not predict how the player standing at the net would move. This game of uncertainty and psychological contest gave birth to countless possibilities.

Looking back at Yilu, she was currently enveloped within a pair of giant golden wings, her entire body radiating a golden glow.

With a gentle tap of Weis's scepter, Melis's pale purple skin turned sky-blue, and an angel's halo appeared above her neck.

She gently placed her hand over his tightly clenched fist, hoping to pass her warmth to him. Then, she slowly pulled Jiaotu toward herself, resting his forehead against her shoulder. Jiaotu's waterfall-like long hair cascaded downward, veiling his face.

"Not yet, but you don't need to worry too much. With Jiaoning and the others commanding such vast forces and talented generals, they will surely bring Jiaotu back safely," Jiaoli comforted Yilu.

Liu Jueqing brought up early autumn in September, when Lady Liu's maternal family sent a basket of Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs. Lady Liu had deliberately invited Zhao Zhenzhen over to partake in the crabs, but Zhao Zhenzhen had declined.

In the blink of an eye, dusk fell. Having barely survived a single day, Chu Liangrao felt the weight of crushing pressure. Right now, she was completely in the dark regarding Scholar Zhu's progress, and Madame Wu's attitude was crystal clear. If she hesitated for even one more day, she could not begin to imagine the consequences.

Forget it, why dwell on these things? Better to figure out how to acquire the [Art of Warding Off Cold] and how to leave the capital to escape everything here.

Before she could finish speaking, her waist tightened abruptly. Ye Zhen widened her eyes in shock as his face magnified infinitely before her. A kiss fell heavily, pressing against her cold, soft lips. The man's presence, his searing temperature, and his fierce, forceful momentum caused her to lose her senses in an instant.

This startled Feng Sumei, who immediately shouted loudly for a doctor. Fortunately, a nurse happened to be strolling through the garden, and upon hearing the shouts, they all rushed over, hastily lifting and carrying Jiang Liyun away.

That surge of energy rushed straight into her heart meridian like a protective shield, tightly guarding it and blocking the erosion of the blood-colored patterns.

Though lacking in romantic love, they had, after all, lived together for half a lifetime—over thirty years. Suddenly, Chu Dayong had become a living corpse lying in bed, completely motionless.

It could not be said that this was a mansion of such grand and imposing scale that one's knees would go weak, but the layout and style suited her preferences far too well.

"Why would I come to a place like this!" Sun Yingzi roared. Even though she had never been here before, she at least knew what kind of place it was.

At that moment, the surroundings fell into a hellish, deathly silence, broken only by the crackling and popping of burning torches.

"See you at three in the afternoon," Qin Qinwen designated a location—a place Lu Zhanran recognized, having visited it a few times during various banquets.

After breakfast, the servants outside presented two cups of fragrant tea for the head of the Han family and the young master to rinse their mouths, before retiring one by one.

Only when she saw Yunniang did her gaze lower, her eyes flickering with an inscrutable light.

"Naruto, after your exam, bring my badge with you as well. I'll wait for you at home. By the way, go check on Hinata," Yezang said the last sentence in a voice only Naruto could hear, before departing from the school.

Upon hearing Yun Xiu's words, Feng Ran's favorable impression of the Prince's Mansion increased instantly. Regardless of anything else, for the Prince's Mansion to send such a large ginseng root was already remarkable; this thoughtful gesture was even rarer.

Master Bao's statement was entirely justified. As the Magistrate of Kaifeng Prefecture, the security of the entire capital fell under his jurisdiction. With the Emperor being abducted right inside the imperial palace, should any real accident occur, Master Bao would undoubtedly bear inescapable responsibility.

Amidst a dazzling flurry of camera flashes, the car door opened. First to emerge from the passenger seat was a man resembling a butler. Upon alighting, he immediately walked to the rear door of the car and pulled it open.

However, when they searched in the direction of the sound, they found no one at all, only several burlap sacks placed right where the noise had originated.

As the skin began to peel away, fresh blood splattered onto the fluttering white gauze, resembling a poignant and tragic song. He let out a piercing, miserable scream of agony before finally collapsing, losing consciousness entirely.

Wang Fuguo and the others watched as the village chief's words grew increasingly severe, leaving them inwardly torn between laughter and tears as they tried to speak up in defense of Wang Youtian.

At this moment, Xu Zhuangzhuang probably felt as awkward as a patient undergoing surgery while the doctor simultaneously explained the pathology to surrounding graduate students.

General Suppressing Bandits Liu Dan, although holding an irregular military title, was a fourth-rank military official in his thirties—a rare sight in the imperial court. Especially under the Qi Dynasty, where Lu Zhang had seized the throne through usurpation, taking warning from the failures of predecessors, the founding emperor of the Qi Dynasty would certainly not promote military officers outside the conventional rules like Emperor Ling of Chu.

With the imperial court parachuting down a Left Prefect concurrently serving as the Inspecting Assistant Minister to Left Prefecture, Xu Maoian always felt there was a subtle undertone of surveillance directed at him. Therefore, he had been extra cautious during this period.

"Elder Patriarch An, my apologies for keeping you waiting! Our Family Head and Elder Patriarch have asked me to escort you up. Please follow me." With that, the middle-aged man in gray robes made a gesture of invitation.

Liu Quanfu opened his mouth, about to speak, when the ward door suddenly flew open. Entering his line of sight were Hospital Director Huang Jueming and several other middle-aged men in suits looking like senior executives.

Sitting in the living room, she took in the layout. The decoration was simple, yet the arrangement and aesthetic were quite pleasant, bearing a certain resemblance to the Yipinju Teahouse.

Seeing Xu Maoian grow angry, Zhu Yanshu remained entirely calm, as if this argument had nothing to do with her at all.

The tester, who had been blown away, spat out a couple of mouthfuls of blood upon hitting the ground before climbing back up. When he got up and saw the numbers on Sang Ruo's crystal ball, he was completely dumbfounded.

With that, Feng Qian waved his hand, and Spatial Freezing was deployed. Giving the gray-robed elder no chance to react, the Sixfold Waves fiercely slashed down upon the elder's chest.