Volume 1, Chapter 39: Was She His First Love?

"I am sorry, Ling Lan, I cannot do such a thing. I would do anything for you, but only on the condition that it does not violate my principles." Gu Hanhao looked Ling Lan in the eye, solemnly declaring his bottom line.

"No one said your good intentions were wrong; I'm just worried about you!" Zuo Liang said, somewhat dejected.

Consequently, a pair of willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows became uneven under the Princess Nameless's kitchen knife.

What on earth was inside her head? Even if it were just a bundle of straw, she shouldn't have done something so strange! Ye Kui felt a sense of utter absurdity, and suddenly, she recalled the matter of how Dr. Wang had attained the position of Chief Physician.

Twelve spoke, his hand slowly rising to aim at the direction of Kongkongzi's neck. Suddenly, he clenched his five fingers, his expression remaining wicked, and as if providing a sound effect, he mimicked: "Snap!" Twelve was smiling, but his eyes were filled with violent rage.

"So you suspect Su Dailin tampered with the iron fence? Preparing to escape at any moment?" Gu Hanhao thought this was truly a coincidence. If it weren't for Liu Fan being so enthusiastic and agreeing to help Zhao Guigui find a job, Su Dailin might have already fled by now.

Ouyang Feier, sitting to the side, knew full well that what Ouyang Qingyan said was a fabrication.

Seeing He Xuan's persistence, Han Mingyue did not force the issue. Moreover, his mind was no longer on He Xuan at all; he was far more interested in having a few more words with Liao Yong.

"Then when exactly does he talk to himself?" Ling Lan thought that if she couldn't get the content by asking directly, she would try a roundabout approach.

Inside the blood sphere, the Blood Demon Emperor's blade was nowhere to be seen. The Blood Demon Emperor was pierced by the blood-colored horns, instantly drained into a husk, and crushed into bloody ash. Was the Blood Demon Emperor really so easy to kill?

He did not know how powerful a thousand-year-old zombie was; he only knew that a decades-old Red-Haired Corpse Fiend could use a stone coffin like a club.

Upon hearing this, Wang Tieniu smiled slightly and shared a piece of good news with Li Hongyu. This "casting a brick to attract jade" strategy was a common trick in casinos, yet many gamblers, after tasting the sweetness, failed to know when to stop, ultimately falling for the trap and losing their entire fortune.

"Originally, I intended to assist him with all my might and had many things I wished to entrust to him, but his performance today really makes one afraid to place any bets on him."

"Is it possible for us to pressure them with these items?" Operations officer Emil asked, pointing to the photos on the table. It was a direct, tactical question in line with his position.

"Young Master Balian, do you think I am a very lewd person?" Liu Qingyan, having completely fallen for him, felt her intelligence slipping away as she rested her chin on Chen Balian's shoulder and asked with trepidation.

After a brief silence, he let out a soft breath, his right hand slowly extending, and the Painted Halberd appeared in his palm as if gripped from thin air.

He saw him clutching his thighs tightly, both hands covering his crotch, his entire body twitching uncontrollably, his eyes bulging—was that not the very expression of having one's testicles shattered?

With a wave of his hand, Li Hongyu signaled the soldiers holding the gaunt man to release him. The gaunt man collapsed to the ground with a thud and, in broken sentences, confessed the truth.

It was evident that no matter who entered this magic formation, they would meet the same fate.

"Hehe, I just didn't expect you to end up at the Heavenly Dao Sect," Tang Jinjiang said again.

Chen Yi let out a loud shout. At the same time, the spear formed by physical force behind him pierced toward him again, the whistling sound of breaking air making his ears ring.

Zhao Sen smiled with satisfaction. The maids of the Marquis's mansion were arrogant; they gave him neither tea nor snacks, nor did they inform Marquis Wei. After being neglected for so long, Wei Yingran had finally returned.

This old man was none other than Tan Yang's guardian, a man of profound cultivation whose strength was even three parts more formidable than the ancestor of the Wei family!

The three of them looked at these people from Ye City with some confusion, then glanced at a nearby group. These were first-rate powers from the Shu-Chuan region, and their numbers were still increasing.

Xiang Wan seemed stunned; she never expected Ye Wuhuan to sever his own arm without changing his expression.

It was clear that the Wan family was also anxious, otherwise they would not have resorted to such an unfair, simple, and direct method of combat.

Cui Feng narrowed his eyes, bracing against the wind pressure to look down the cliff. Within a few breaths, the stone monkey's figure vanished, swept away by the gale.

Then, the "Life-Prolonging Nectar" and the "Tripod Ginseng Jelly" were served on the table in succession. As three precious dishes, they were well-deserved, their appearance and the exotic fragrance they emitted overpowering all other delicacies on the table.

Yun Feng was surprised; he took a sip of wine but said nothing, instead shaking his head with a wry smile.

Mo Zhitao's final sentence left the two, Dugu Zixiao and his companion, somewhat puzzled. It sounded as if the Silver Falcon of the Vast Sky had him as its target.

Wu Zhi's head buzzed. Zong Ze—he was Zong Ze? The superior of the anti-Jin heroes Han Shizhong and Yue Fei? The famous general known by the Jin people as "Grandpa Zong"? Having seen Liang Hongyu earlier and meeting Zong Ze today, it seemed this was no coincidence of names. Could it be that the rise of the Jin Kingdom was truly imminent?

The moment they saw him, Chu Chen smiled, Qin Bai and the others smiled, Liu Qianbian smiled, and even the gamblers could not help but laugh.

"Everything should be fine now, right?" Xia Xueqin did not intend to trouble Lin Junjie; she was already very grateful for his help this time.

Ouyang Lan was truly feeling a bit troubled. She really did not want Yueyue to be the one who leaked the information to Chen Chuan, but now that she had admitted it herself, there was nothing to be done even if she hoped it weren't true.

He looked around, his vision seemingly widening instantly; that feeling of looking down from above was truly wonderful.

Seeing the worry and resentment on the faces of Yang Honglian and Lu Qinghua, Su Mu merely forced a smile, but as he parted his lips, fresh blood gushed out again.

Facts proved that Chu Chen had never disappointed anyone, nor had he ever let his enemies truly feel happy.

The fifty thousand elite troops of the New Army, who had been lying in ambush outside the West City, saw the Xiliang army emerge. As they approached, they swarmed out in unison.

A hoarse voice resounded clearly across the plaza. Upon hearing it, every hair on Mo Zhitao's body stood on end, and a feeling of extreme crisis crawled up from the depths of his soul. Such a sense of crisis was something that had rarely occurred even in all of Mo Zhitao's experiences.

The foundation for building the Great Void World was the Primordial Treasure held by Fairy Jinghuan... the Precious Mirror of Wind and Moon.

Meanwhile, at the Tiandou Royal Academy, the Shrek team, led by Qin Ming, went to meet the Dean, Meng Shenji.

According to the records in the scriptures, the Return to Ruins was exactly like this—a place filled with all kinds of bizarre rules where, if one were not careful, even an Immortal of the Primordial Spirit could perish.

It sounded reasonable, but such things could not rely on hearsay alone; one had to rely on on-site investigation and evidence.