Chapter 50 You Actually Like Pei Zhi

If her feeling toward Pei Zhi was fear, then her emotion toward Xu Qinghe was utter and pure hatred.

Shen Zhineng looked at the woman's slender back, a myriad of emotions surging through her heart.

In their past life, Xu Qinghe and Pei Zhi were a match praised by all; not to mention the grand spectacle Lord Pei put on during their wedding, their life together afterward was nothing short of a divine romance.

Xu Qinghe had an ardent passion for lotuses, so Pei Zhi planted a full pond of them in the Bambooshade Pavilion. Even when she fell ill, it was Pei Zhi who personally—

However, the medicinal powder that could instantly knock out beasts proved completely useless today; the middle-aged treant continued to roll about and wail in agony.

Yet, the large bay horse paid no mind to these dumbfounded expressions. It rose once more, leaped forward in a single stride, and brought its front hooves right down upon the man's body, crushing him out of the air and driving him deep into the mud.

Looking at her exquisite, petite figure tightly wrapped in an emerald green sari, and the pair of snow-white, alluring jade feet exposed as she sat sideways with her legs closed beneath the stone table, Lu Ning felt an even deeper wave of satisfaction as he recalled the wonderful sensation of indulging in and playing with those very jade feet and that sexy body to his heart's content last night.

A massive upheaval had occurred within the Murong family, and the Tian family had suffered heavy blows in business. Among the three major families, the only one yet to face disaster was the Xia family.

"This approach is good in theory, but these are all established brand names of the company. If we halt their production, it will undoubtedly cause massive losses to the firm," Song Renjie still voiced some concern.

To believe in the emperor is to be conservative and rigid. Is shifting allegiance to the president a sign of progress? I think not necessarily. Everything depends on how one believes, and specific issues must be analyzed case by case.

"Sazh, how about we grab a bite to eat first, and then head to your big bed?" Gu Hao said with a cheerful smile.

"Your Majesty, how could the Prince of Zheng comprehend the treacherous nature of human hearts? Associating with the Duke of Donghai merely stems from the Prince of Zheng's inherent kindness," Feng Yanji said with a smile, trying to smooth things over for Li Yu.

Yet, seeing Chen Meijia and Curries making frantic eye gestures at him, he failed to understand what they meant.

A fierce, blazing light flickered in Hu Yifei's eyes, as if she had been transported back to their youthful days when they dared to charge forward and feared neither heaven nor earth.

Qingcheng harbored no particular thoughts; she merely wished to ascertain the exact limits and potential of Xialu's talent.

Time was pressing, so Zhang Yiming spared no moment for these peers to make things difficult, directly invoking the name of Lin Chengzhi.

The moment his words fell, Ouyang Xiong's body leaped into the air, and with fierce momentum, he lashed out a heavy whip kick aiming straight for Li Qing's head.

Only then did the snake-man realize that Bandong Longnan had been deliberately provoking him all along, simply to lure him into unleashing greater power. By telling him to attack his ribs, Longnan had also prepared himself, leading to this exact outcome.

Although they had allied to deal with Meng Fanhai, true trust was never established between them. Everyone knew that irreconcilable contradictions lay at the core of their respective stances; they could cooperate sincerely while a major enemy loomed, but the moment external threats vanished, those conflicts would inevitably resurface.

Tong Yan had no mood for idle chatter. He took the lead, springing into the air and flying swiftly toward the direction pointed out by the ancient demon.

Indeed, this "he" was none other than Tong Yan. He was naturally glad to have escaped with his life. Yet, upon hearing terms such as the Demon God Nation, the Heavenly Demon City, and the Heavenly Demon Statue, he suddenly realized that matters were far from simple.

Like a whirlwind sweeping through a pile of fallen leaves, before the four unarmed maintenance workers could even react, Qi Feng had already knocked them unconscious with a flurry of crude, antiquated brawling punches.

"Brother Xialu, come sit over here." Seeing Xialu arrive, Liu Lanxin stood up, pulled out the chair for him, and warmly ushered him into his seat.

"If not for me, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out the way they are now," Sato Masashi thought, tears of blood in his heart, feeling suicidal.

Emerging from the vegetable market, Cheng Xiaoxiao clung to Wang Hao's arm with one hand, skipping along happily.