Offering Thanks to the Gods

When Ji Ningzhao arrived at the scene, the daylight had just fully broken. Xie Qingfa, upon hearing she had come, personally descended from upstairs to greet her.

The incident had occurred in the eastern outskirts of Hang City, which was nothing like the Kong family’s luxurious apartment, where each household enjoyed its own elevator. Here, most of the residential complexes were ordinary, and the neighborhood in question was even older, with a much larger population than the Kong family’s exclusive residence.

To avoid causing panic, the Special Division had not—

Morning Breeze didn’t hesitate at all; she raised the arm holding the child, wiped it with an alcohol swab at the shoulder, and swiftly administered an injection.

I closed my eyes, sensing the icy coldness of water nearby. Where is this place? It’s so cold. Who are you? Who am I?

This motorcycle could only be used in the wild; once you entered the city, it was forbidden. The city would never permit such wild vehicles to roam its streets. Even if war vehicles were registered, their armaments had to be removed before entry.

In her previous life, she had watched Chu Zui marry, and she had once asked Chu Yan why, unable to understand. Chu Yan had simply replied, “This is the fate of a princess.”

Li An nodded, walking alongside me toward my room. On the way, I remembered something and asked Li An, “Last night, was it you who deliberately arranged things for us?” I asked.

After all, every move of such prominent figures was closely watched. If one made a mistake and offended the other, it would truly be disastrous.

At that moment, Zhao She and Shu Qi had finished discussing the complicated sword techniques and had begun to talk about things Ming Yue could understand.

In truth, Jiang Xinyu didn’t want to be so troublesome either, but although the original had a beautiful appearance, she lacked the cool elegance of someone in a high position, and so had to rely on makeup to compensate.

My mind was completely blank. Mu Ling’s kiss had caught me so off guard that it took me several minutes to recover.

What kind of feeling was this? I couldn’t describe it. It was something I had waited for so long, yet now that I truly had it, it felt as if I’d already possessed it a long time ago.

However, he soon noticed the earnest applications submitted by several intermediate spirit plant cultivators at the Tongyuan Plantation Base, and decided to slow down, carefully demonstrating the whole process and providing explanations as well.

Zhou An’s original plan was to kill Prince Yun Su, then, if he could intervene in the chaos of the Five Provinces, he would; if not, he would return to the capital as soon as possible.

“Do you think you are the one who can make it better?” Esdeath leaned in and whispered in his ear.

It wasn’t just for reputation or to intimidate the world, but also for his own cultivation… Qiao Zhong’s spear aura was absolutely capable of leaving the body without dissipating. If Zhou An were stabbed ten or eight times, refining the spear aura, his internal cultivation would be one step closer to the Heavenly Gang.

At this moment, Gong Yun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, bracing himself to withstand the rebound force from the humanoid war machine. If he mistimed it by even a bit, either too early or too late, its strongest blow would rebound entirely on him.

“If you think you’re a sinner, then so be it. Living is never an easy thing, so living well is your only way to atone,” Hua Bai said.

The liquid sprayed by the fat insect before me was clearly not just high temperature. A bit of hot fluid in this weather wouldn’t resolve the predicament before us.

Hua Tian was puzzled as to why Ancestor Wu Youli didn’t implant a parasite in these Wu people similar to the one in his own body. With such a parasite, at least these tribesmen would have a general direction.

Within the same tribe, there was never just one voice; inevitably, there were many factions. Zhao Tianxiong had no backing whatsoever; if he went to the Minotaur tribe, wouldn’t he be at their mercy?

I see it. All aircraft, prepare for combat; don’t linger, charge straight through. Gong Yun patted the slightly nervous Qin Yao and smiled at him.