Volume One, Chapter 43: He Never Received Yuanyuan’s Forgiveness—Only His Transformation into a Beast

Seeing him struggling to endure, Meng Huan's heart softened for a moment. To be honest, there was no deep-seated hatred between them, so she could just consider it as building up good karma for the child in her belly.

Following the adjutant's instructions, she concentrated her mental energy, but still it was of no use.

She turned around in disappointment and looked at the adjutant behind her. "I... I'm sorry."

Before the adjutant could speak, the door was kicked open violently.

"You woman simply don't want to save Lest."

Knowing that the Colonel liked Miss Meng, the adjutant immediately stood in front of Miss Emily to prevent her from doing anything drastic that might harm Miss Meng.

"Clearly you have mental energy, why won't you save him? Stop making excuses, the other day clearly..."

The three bungalows were all brand new, freshly painted inside with bright white latex paint, though the few old dining tables looked a bit out of place. Now, replacing them all with brand-new tables and chairs elevated the environment to a whole new level.

Why should the legitimate offspring stand high above and command the attention of all, while the illegitimate offspring had to endure humiliation and swallow their anger?

With the roaring of horns blasting frantically, the Black Prison people were packed like a mountain and a sea everywhere. The northwest gale, intending to sleep, suddenly heard what sounded like a demon king making an appearance?

Relying on the "Mystic Water Immortal Art", Yun Hao managed to advance two-thirds of the way up the stairs before finally stopping.

"Hey, these clothes are quite expensive!" Chu Yang looked depressed. Feeling Chen Si's hand slip between his legs, he hurriedly pulled back.

The morning breeze was gentle, and the rising morning sun shone on An Qiye's face; back then, he was still just a child.

Such a rare and excellent seedling was naturally something Kong Yingda intended to cultivate with all his heart. If he failed to teach him well, the blame would rest entirely on him as the teacher.

Lin Xingchen was completely dazed. He quickly washed his face and went out to gather with the others for breakfast and breathing exercises, and then, led by Lieda Qingtian, boarded a local plane.

Ding Chunhe was somewhat startled, but the power of the "Nine Heavens Dragon Transformation Art" was formidable. Though slightly shaken by the golden light, it reassured Ding Chunhe. In his view, Yun Hao was merely struggling in a desperate last stand.

Meanwhile, Ye Suman's earpiece clearly picked up the sounds that Qing Lian's side could hear.

"Well then, Zikai will impose on the Master!" Since he had come, he might as well take a look; besides, Liu Fan also wanted to witness the romantic flair of the Eastern Han dynasty.

"I am a saint of love, not a gay man. You should send King Zhuang out for this kind of job..." Li Wanwei immediately protested with grievance.

"Then... then when did you poison them? How come I didn't notice at all?" Bai Feifei barely accepted the fact of the poison, yet she hadn't noticed Chu Haoran making any moves to poison them at the time.

"I clearly sensed it with my mental energy, and it didn't feel like anything—it actually felt quite comfortable," Ling Zhouetian said, puzzled.

Tian Feng had always been a straightforward and outspoken man. Seeing Dong Fu and Zhao Chi give Liu Fan such a terrible piece of advice, he anxiously cursed the two of them as pedantic scholars, a label that, to a certain extent, indeed suited them.

Liu Hao suddenly understood, then said in wild ecstasy, "Ah! That's right, right, right! You are the child of Junlang's uncle. Oh my goodness, look at my memory—I actually forgot about my own younger brother!" Junlang was Liu Yan's courtesy name.

Whether in spirit or in flesh, they were intimately connected at this moment and willing to sing for each other.

A crisp sound broke the silence of the night, as a trembling black jade token was surrounded by countless scattered fragments of flowing light.

"Then what if he doesn't last until that day?" The red figure's tone carried a trace of irritation for some reason.

If it were a trial unrelated to Ryloth, Gaea would certainly not have been lost so easily.

Li Longji spoke these words with complete sincerity. When he initially promoted Pei Min to Palace Attendant Imperial Censor, his purpose was naturally to use Pei Min's hands to help consolidate his political situation.

How could the Arabian generals be willing to let this opportunity slip? They roared out orders for a sudden assault, intending to charge out of the tunnel in one breath.

Gu Xingbao was startled once again, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly. She really couldn't compare to a vampire who had lived for so many years; with this kind of scheming, playing with her would be a matter of minutes.

Perhaps finding the Five Way Gods vulgar and filthy, Susu refused their food, keeping her mouth closed and shaking her head slightly. Even though Susu had lost her human form, her pristine nature remained unchanged. Even if the Five Way Gods were decent people, Susu would not eat in front of them.

From the look in its eyes, the wild cat spirit did not show much fear; it even carried hostility, seemingly calculating whether or not to measure itself against the human before it.

Destroying the Arabian grain supply routes bought the Western Regions situation a winter's worth of time, and this winter would be practically the last few months of peace.

Immediately afterward, it hovered back and forth above the airspace where Lu Ming had entered the sea, continuously observing the waters for a long time, simply not daring to go down.

Jiang Ning kept dodging with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth. In his view, the opponent's behavior was utterly foolish. Underestimating the enemy was equivalent to digging one's own grave—this was an experience Jiang Ning had summarized from countless battles in his past life's games.

"Yes, there is such a path we can take, but have you thought through what the disadvantages of doing so are?" For his trusted subordinates, he still focused primarily on teaching.

"What's wrong? What's not right about that place?" Lin涛 saw the fat man frowning deeply, as if he had truly discovered some problem.

Moreover, who are our enemies, who are our friends, which forces belong to those we can unite with, which opponents must be eliminated, who are the people we must guard against, and who are the ones we can win over—all these matters must be analyzed clearly.

Dong Huang actually said that after his uncle's death, he would peel off his face. Even if spoken regarding an enemy, such words would seem cruel, barbaric, arrogant, and excessive—let alone when spoken about his own biological uncle.

Luo Jihua was a comrade, but also an ex-boyfriend who wanted to entrap her in a sham marriage. Caught red-handed by her in a love-hate entanglement with his gay friend, she was shocked and furious, slapped him hard across the face, and fled for her life. He chased relentlessly, and the two of them came to blows at the stairwell; during their struggle, he pushed her down the stairs.

Great, great, great! Boss, don't worry. I'll call my dad right now and come with you! I don't want to stay at home anymore either." The fat man shook his wobbling flab, followed closely behind Long Feng, and continued speaking.

Coupled with having just been struck by two waves of rolling boulders, the sight of many of their companions dying a tragic death deeply stimulated them, leaving their hearts agitated and uneasy.

After achieving release, Gu Yue's state of mind also underwent a subtle change, one that led him to comprehend four words.

A life-and-death duel was a tacit understanding throughout the world, a set of single-combat rules proposed by the Cameron system and many official forces.

Shen Anhe smiled without answering, while laughing coldly in his heart: Do you think the Xiao family are climbers seeking wealth and nobility? Even if a clan falls as low as the Xie family, it still retains its own backbone. Besides, with someone as astute as Old Madam Xiao, do you think you can fool her?

After hacking his way through the thorns to gather a bundle of firewood, Luo Feng finally reached the summit! He tossed the firewood halfway up, near a mountain village where the peak could faintly be seen.

Having said this, he ordered the windows to be opened for ventilation. Once the fragrance inside had dissipated, he retrieved the second crystal bottle.