Chapter 41: What I Want Is a Wolf

Shen Jiao’s eyes shimmered with tears as her voice choked with sobs: "Father, how can you easily believe the one-sided words of that lowly maid!"

"Insolent!" Father Shen roared angrily, "You repeatedly refer to your younger sister as a 'lowly wretch,' how does this resemble the proper demeanor of a young lady of the Shen household? I heard the dispute between you quite clearly just now, what else do you have to excuse yourself?"

"Master!" Shan Zhuyu was also shedding tears at this moment, pleading mournfully, "I truly knew nothing of this matter! It was Ah Jiao who acted entirely on her own accord—"

Shen Jiao stared at her mother in astonishment, unable to believe that her mother was actually abandoning her to her fate at this moment!

"Mother!" Shen Jiao tightly grasped Shan Zhuyu’s sleeve, her eyes filled with disbelief...

Before long, the room was filled with the calm and elegant fragrance of calming incense, which not only put one's mind at ease but also induced drowsiness.

If Chu Ketian's air defense missile system could not be destroyed, no matter how many aircraft were dispatched, they would all be shot down, and the aircraft carriers would simply become sitting ducks.

After seizing the meteoric iron, Lei Chen returned to his seat within the partitioned booth. This sudden treasure felt as though it had been delivered straight from the heavens. His Abyss Sword would ascend to a new level because of it, with starlight intertwining within it. Such pure power was the result of channeling energy from the stellar expanse; without stellar traction, this piece of iron would be no different from scrap metal.

With a boom even louder than the previous one, a ball of white smoke accompanied by a flash of fire erupted violently from the muzzle of the cannon. The cannon itself recoiled a significant distance due to the kickback—this was the sight that infuriated Luo Chong the most, because after every shot, the mere process of resetting the artillery and re-aiming wasted a considerable amount of time.

As for Chu Yunluo, he had never loved her; he felt only hatred. If she died, she died, and it had no impact on him whatsoever.

Time slowly ticked toward six o'clock. Since Zhao Guieshe had agreed to Wang Can's request, he naturally would not fail to uphold his manners.

Lei Chen smiled as he took charge of the situation, holding not a sword, but that chaotic saber. Concealment was futile now; Lei Chen's true appearance was completely exposed. Fan Dan could not help but sneer self-deprecatingly, seemingly realizing that he had made a grave mistake.

Meanwhile, within the boundless heavens, Jiang Mu issued a decree ordering the newly ascended human Heavenly Lord, Zhang Bainin, to come to the Boundless Heaven to discuss matters of great importance.

As the pillars of the middle and late stages of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, these two were no ordinary princes. The authority they wielded even surpassed that of figures like Li Shun, and thus they naturally possessed the qualifications for exchange.

Everything in this world seemed to have its destiny ordained in the dark. King Nacrolante, who had once spared no effort to bring about the destruction of the Ziyan family, now regretted nothing more than committing that single act—an act that was about to bring about the downfall of his millennium-old empire.

Returning to Han Xu and Chen Hu, upon learning that Wang Changhu's sworn brother was at the Jubin Restaurant, the two of them dug out two machetes from a corner of the hospital and headed straight for the restaurant.

This scene resembled a pitch-black painting: the upper half was speckled with starlight, the lower half shimmered with vibrant green light signaling vitality, and the warm orange-red firelight in the center illuminated the three people and one dragon.

The Prophet fell silent. Aside from himself and the young man before him, Cheng Yaojin had been captured, and everyone else had been completely massacred. Their destined future had been prematurely terminated.

Because he had been in a state of lingering fear, and unaware of the height from which he had fallen, a tightness gripped his chest as a mouthful of blood sprayed out—one could only imagine the severity of the impact.

"Ma Yong! What the hell do you mean?!" After Ma Yong picked up the phone, Pan Hongjiang's extremely agitated voice came through the receiver.

Aside from the "Red Crystal Specialty" store just mentioned, there were also exclusive Blue Crystal, Purple Crystal, and Gold Crystal specialty stores... The variety of specialty shops and stalls left Li Hai's head spinning, his eyes overwhelmed by the choices.

Hearing Chi Huo speak, the people present gradually quieted down to listen to his explanation. Even though it had nothing to do with them, as the saying goes, spectators love a good show.

The chaotic melee unfolding in the arena was by no means inferior to a human siege battle. No doubt that was why the sounds of slaughter moments ago had been so turbulent. When he truly saw the two sides clashing in the arena, even the worldly-wise Depp stammered, unable to speak.

Lin Yu smiled bitterly. Now only he remained in the hall. Glancing at the dead eunuch lying on the ground, he flicked his sleeves and departed as well.

Meanwhile, beside Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing remained in her original state. The light did not infuse into her body, but instead planted itself within that robust man.

Those clear eyes hidden behind the lenses flashed with the chill of ice blades as they stared fixedly at those four boys.

Furthermore, she was usually very proper. Today, she had learned that Li Mingyue had someone he liked, and she happened to encounter the person he fancied.

To recount events from another perspective, just as the captains welcomed Kong Fangshu, the ten thousand commoners summoned by Ji Xuan had already gathered at the city gate.

As for Tang Sect hidden weapons, Li Xian was not a true Tang Sect disciple; although the Dragon Whisker Needle was powerful, if he didn't know how to use it, it was as good as useless. The Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track taught by Tang San was also incomprehensible to him—his footwork was correct, but his speed was somewhat slow.

The person Qitian loved and the person Qixin loved were one and the same. The two competed peacefully, and ultimately Qitian won his beloved. Though Qixin felt jealousy, a bet is a bet, and he could only offer them his blessings.

After this announcement concluded, melihat Qin Xi looked at Qin Tao, whose handcuffs and shackles had been removed, her heart swelled with overwhelming emotion.

Glancing at the new contract, the vegetable prices remained as originally agreed upon, except for the free-range chickens, whose price had increased by several dozen yuan to three hundred yuan per bird, with a supply of ten chickens per day during the off-season and fifty per day during the peak season.

This sentence could actually carry many meanings, but Jian Jiashian would not overthink it. The role of Mrs. Huo that he spoke of was simply to cooperate with him in playing the part of a loving couple in front of others.

"You! You are shameless!" The brainless Xu Qingpei was indeed roared into a furious tantrum right on the spot, her image completely shattered for the moment.

Aumu clearly saw the infinite dark energy of the eight directions continuously converging to form a terrifying energy vortex, which finally poured into the swamp.

However, the appearance of a few Gauss rifles could not change the tide of battle. The fortress mechas already held an overwhelming advantage, not to mention that the mercenaries in the rear were also armed to the teeth.