Volume 1, Chapter 46: Reencountering the Scum-Ao me tornar a protagonista, o vilão maquiavélico se apaixonou por mim à primeira vista.(Tinta pausada não é livro.)

Qin Xianxian's attention was instantly diverted by Liu Jun'an, and she asked, "Where is my Sister Lu? Did you just leave her behind all by herself?"

Liu Jun'an lowered his gaze to look at their intertwined hands, then raised his head resentfully. There was a couple in front, a couple behind, and only he was left all alone.

"Your good sister is over there chatting with another man, so you don't need to worry."

Qin Xianxian frowned.

Another man?

Yuzhu came over carrying a tray of porridge—egg porridge, meat porridge, and glutinous rice porridge, some of which had been scooped up from the kitchen of the Lang family.

Just as she closed the door, a pair of hands suddenly reached out, directly blocking the elevator doors that were already closing. Su Yao came into his view, bursting right through.

At some point, dozens of young and strong martial artists were standing far away on the slope of another mountain, staring blankly at the two naked Earth-Ninjas.

Although this was not the first time, Liu Hucheng was still frightened to the point where his hair stood on end. He jumped up, drew his saber, and turned around to roar.

Although the hundreds of men in the formation were of all ages and looked like ordinary people, their movements were strictly disciplined and their advances and retreats were quite methodical. It was clear they were no ordinary folk.

The demonic eyes in the firmament had already been blasted to pieces by Ziling Tian. Yet, Ziling Tian remained fanatical, wanting to shatter the demonic clouds in the sky as well, and unleashed the Dragon Fist.

"No, sir, it was just a misunderstanding earlier. I merely wanted to ask for your name," Lena said with a sincere expression.

Judging by the current battlefield situation, as long as Ye Xinhin could defeat the sole remaining demon emperor, it meant that the highest combat power of the demonic faction would collapse in an instant. Needless to say, if the demonic faction still possessed remaining top-tier might, the practitioners' side likewise held reserve powerhouses in store.

He transformed into a series of afterimages, strangely appearing behind Chen Fan. His unique ram horns emitted two intensely bizarre beams of light, slashing toward Chen Fan's waist.

Speaking of this, Qing Lianyi's combat style was actually quite evident. That's right, she relied on her formidable physique, which was practically like cheating—capable of instant recovery every time she was injured—coupled with her exquisite and peerless healing martial arts.

Mad Dragon's hand froze in mid-air, his complexion instantly turning ashen. With his health bar bottoming out, he collapsed to the ground, and a health potion along with a magic staff dropped to the floor with a crisp sound.

In the dead of night, few people walked the streets of the imperial capital. At this hour, apart from the bustling taverns, teahouses, and brothels, all other businesses were closed. Especially in July, ordinary commoners would not go out walking unless necessary.

Murong Shang had no desire to explain so much to her. Even if he praised Ye Rong as being as ethereal as a fairy right in front of her, she would never believe it.

Upon entering the imperial uncle's estate, Duanmu Mengzheng hurriedly came out to greet them. Once the rituals were completed and they were seated, before Duanmu Yunjiji could even speak, Duanmu Mengzheng let out a long sigh.

It seemed today was undoubtedly the liveliest day this unpretentious club had ever seen. Who could have imagined how many prominent and influential figures of Linhai were gathered here?

"Kirito, let's go inside together." The hidden room had opened, and Haotian invited Kirito to enter it with him.

Upon hearing this news, Mo Siyou's body naturally trembled, and those eyes that had originally radiated tenderness instantly froze with a layer of frost.

The divine wolf completely ignored their tense atmosphere, cast a white look at Xiao Lingxiao, then shook the long fur on its neck, planted all four hooves on the ground, and with a flash of its figure, charged into the woods.

"Why aren't you showing this to Liu Bingdi and the others? You just have to bully me!" Yi Le looked at the stack of account books in front of her and complained. Of course, the accounts for the entire past year certainly amounted to more than this.

The celebration banquet lasted past 12:00 midnight, and Shen Shisan was already seven parts drunk before he was finally allowed to be escorted home by Ke Xinxin and the others.

Wang Qian said that the Black Yanwang was raising that coffin, and once it was successfully nurtured, everyone would immediately ascend to heaven along with him. The Great Ghost General said that the Black Yanwang had promised them benefits, which was why they came to risk their lives for him. There seemed to be a deep connection in all of this. It looked as though it might just be that the coffin had been successfully nurtured, and then the ghost soldiers of this village could receive the benefits promised by the Black Yanwang?