Volume One, Chapter 31: The Soul Restoration Technique

Fu Zhixun looked at Mingshu, who was frowning with a face of utter despair, and chuckled, "There is a coffin shop right next door. Since you are going to die anyway, you might as well go and pick out a casket."

"When I was absorbing that soul ring just now, I felt something different," she said.

Unfortunately, the moment it turned around, it came face-to-face with Silver Moon. Having already gauged the speed of the Green-Fire Leopard, Silver Moon had long since summoned fifteen Howling Moon Wolves to line up and block its escape route.

Lian Xuezhong did not require everyone to return to the academy; once they entered the village, he dismissed the students, instructing them to reflect on the situations encountered during this assessment and promising a review in the classroom tomorrow.

Grandpa Wei’s household was considered one of the most prominent in the village. Ever since his generation, the wives brought home by the brothers in each branch seemed to compete in birthing boys.

He pondered for a moment, yet he truly could not conjure an image in his mind of soldiers fighting with blades and arrows in the front while craftsmen were busy repairing walls behind them.

Bai Xi did not easily believe in tales of the supernatural, but when it concerned her family, she was bound to be extremely cautious.

Seeing more and more people crowding around, the pot-bellied man grew desperate and, in a fit of heat, raised his leg and kicked Shi Jian to the ground.

"Mr. Yang, may I take a look at your factory first?" Elena asked after glancing around the office.

Having been treated unfairly for so long, she had convinced herself not to care too much about these so-called awards, but in truth, everyone wishes to shine in their own field.

Although Feng Moyun was left alone, she was undoubtedly equipped with high-level protective gear. Conversely, without the support of a healer, once her spirit pet sustained a sufficiently severe injury, she would be forced to recall it to the spirit pet space to recover.

Regrettably, even such cold and pure ice sorcery could not take effect on Xu Fan’s back; in the end, it all melted into ice water.

"I heard it," Chang Fei said flatly from at least five or six meters away.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yang frowned and walked over to Huo Dong, who had already noticed the situation.

By the time Lin Xiao saw Luo Qingyu again, it was already evening, and she was sitting by the window on the first floor.

Handsome men held little appeal for Mother Su; she preferred material comforts.

Liu Yuanyuan burst into laughter, imagining that if Su Zixian’s round buttocks were truly that soft and tender all night, would he even be able to walk the next morning?

Just as they were being escorted onto the plane, Jin Lei glanced back and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure darting through the woods, vanishing in an instant.

"Brother, someone from the Forbes list wants to interview you? Does this mean your assets have reached the ranks of the world's billionaires?!" Zhang Maomao exclaimed excitedly.

Rack his brain as he might, he still could not fathom why Liu Daxing would ask such a question, so he decided to test the waters with a vague response.

However, work on the village wall had temporarily ceased, with timber and manpower being prioritized for the construction of the wooden cabins.

It was the first time she had seen anyone in such agony; Nan Shu’s face was deathly pale, and the cold sweat on her forehead was far too genuine to be feigned.

A month had passed since the court’s verdict on Qisheng’s plagiarism, and during this month, Kong Ximing had indeed been stalling, just as he had threatened. Naturally, those who acted this way were simply those who did not want Xiang Wan to succeed easily.

Seeing Nan Shu emerge unscathed, and because filming was already underway, she had no time to ask her assistant what had happened in the makeup room.

Seeing this, Xiang Wan had every reason to run. She immediately laughed and dashed toward the room.