Chapter 57: A Scheme of Self-Inflicted Injury?

"Wang Song, what on earth are you trying to do? Get up right now!"
"Can't you just talk properly? If the child makes a mistake, you can scold or beat him, but what is the meaning of kneeling?"
"Enough of this nonsense. You just want to humiliate and degrade the child. Everyone, give me a hand and pull him up."
The villagers could no longer just stand by. Several strapping men rushed forward and forcefully pulled Wang Song to his feet.
Li Guixi was shaking with rage, pointing right at Wang Song's nose. "Wang Song, from this day forward, our two families are completely through. I will not stand by and watch you degrade the child like this. Do you even know that Xiaopeng just agreed to give those two mu of land to you?"
Wang Song was stunned, a deep and bitter wave of regret instantly welling up in his heart...

Shen Fu nodded in agreement. "You must be tired from the flight. Go back to the hotel and get some rest." With that, he turned and gave instructions to the staff.
Just a moment ago, he had already caught the scent of the blood he so desperately craved emanating from inside that white BMW sedan. It filled his entire body with excitement and agitation, and a faint, bloody intent to kill quietly spread within his eyes.
The aura of death enveloped every sailor on the submarine during these final few seconds. The terror of death made many of them feel short of breath; some even showed signs of suffocation. Accompanied by the screeching sound of grinding steel, the submarine began to shake violently, and alarms blared throughout the vessel instantly.
The cabin was deathly quiet. Once the sound of his teeth chattering stopped, all he could hear was his own heavy, labored breathing.
He could not help but pant heavily. The prolonged state of congestion and erection below had already pushed his body to its limit. It seemed, just as the Gorgon had said, that if the fire of desire within him could not be released, his ultimate fate would most likely be death by blood bursting through his veins.
Mo Yuqi nodded submissively. Finally, Wei Feng gently kissed her forehead and escorted her back to Nina's medical room.

However, since the provincial television station's interview focused primarily on our side, Qiongqiong retreated far into a corner. Facing the camera, I already had some experience; as long as it did not involve privacy or commercial secrets, I basically answered every question the reporters asked. In particular, when asked about her impression of Qing Province, I replied with a single sentence: This is a magical land.
Surrounded by numerous demons and magma destroyers, those evil Drow were terrified, let alone him. Besides, the voice that echoed directly in his mind was so chillingly cold that it made him realize the one summoning him was a true Mind Flayer.
That Senior Brother Zhang glanced at Su Yuyan, let out a light sigh, and said, "Junior Brother Luo, this young lady is indeed not a disciple of our valley. She is... she is this junior brother's fiancée." At this, a look of pity crossed his face.
"Actually, I still want to ask how many minutes are left," Lin Ruoge said, unable to sit still any longer.
The Monkey King stared fiercely at Yan Mazi, his piercing glare making Yan Mazi's skin crawl. Given Yan Mazi's current state, he was definitely incapable of executing the "Divine Dragon Seal," and the vital energy within his body had already been mostly squandered by that flamboyant move of his. In other words, his tragic fate was already sealed.
Having said that, he dragged his heavy footsteps and walked away step by step. From behind, his retreating figure made him look as though he had aged ten years all at once.
Then, his gaze drifted inadvertently, and he could not help but land on the purple jade thumb ring worn on Ye Mo's thumb.
"Mmph... mmph..." Su Youluan widened her eyes, forgetting even to shed tears, and hurriedly pushed him away with all her might.
Instead, she saw Section Chief Dai walk straight over, raise his hand, and slap her hard across the face.
If the lightning had not appeared earlier and triggered his instinctive reaction, causing him to slash toward the sky instead of directly striking the second and third ghosts of the netherworld, the demonic nature that had always entwined his soul would have seized the opportunity to grow stronger and might have even seized control of his consciousness.
However, before the members of the Dong family, who were watching the commotion from the shadows, could even react, the wind suddenly changed. All kinds of evidence swept down upon the Dong family like an overwhelming tide. What was even harder for them to accept was that many of the arrested Dong family members were actually Peach Blossom Bees. This time, unlike Su Beisheng who was merely implicated, it was the raw truth.
"No, I won't go to the hospital! I'm staying right here!" Ye Mo's face was contorted with pain, but his refusal was resolute.

Everyone rolled their eyes in unison. As it turned out, Yunfan had quit the guild without having the slightest clue about the severity of the situation.
"To be precise, this is a matter of visual discrepancy. I've always suspected that there was something wrong with the car involved in the accident, and that the people inside had been swapped. Take a look—does this person look familiar to you?" Chai Guangmo asked.
At that moment, Chu Yifeng inadvertently glanced toward the adjacent room, where Ouyang Yano had brought a man into the side chamber.
Above the stage, a multitude of Vivillon fluttered gracefully, while down below, 爱儿 (Aier) and Aromatisse performed joyful dances. This was coupled with the pink mist gradually dispersing across the stage as the Vivillon beat their wings, alongside the background music playing in the theater.
At this point, the old Daoist could not help but look back at the spot where he had just been standing. To his astonishment, he discovered five figures of Hua Caishang, each wielding five colorful sharp swords, thrusting inward simultaneously from the east, west, south, north, and above. At that very moment, the five sword tips converged and struck one another.
"Actually, Your Highness didn't need to go to such lengths; I accept your apology." Ouyang Lanzhi accepted the boxed gift.
Spiritual energy surged around him. Although he was only at the first layer of Martial Ancestor realm, his imposing aura was enough to astonish even Jiang Yunxin, who stood beside him.
Yet clearly, mere breezy verbal provocation was not enough to snap Ouria immediately out of her infatuated state. Ouria remained oblivious, continuing to maintain her captivated posture.
"Then you may stay!" Considering his previous merits, the Demon Lord temporarily forgave his presumption and ordered him to serve as a close personal bodyguard.
Li Huazhen plummeted from mid-air. Beside a massive tree trunk, he kept crashing into branches. Already battered and bruised, he snapped three of them while being checked by another three, his body forced to continuously twist and shift as he gradually fell downward.