Chapter 58 Whose is it for?

Fu Shuhua's brutal movements came to an abrupt halt. The sudden knock on the door pierced through the eerie silence of the room like a sharp needle.

He let out an impatient click of his tongue, stood up, and leisurely straightened his disheveled clothes before walking toward the door.

I curled up on the sofa, using a torn piece of lace fabric to cover my body, and closed my eyes in despair, as if doing so could shut out all the agony.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

To avoid suspicion, Master Hongchen and his Taoist priests had all withdrawn, meaning they hadn't gone there at all.

"Sigh! Zhantian, kill them. They are different from our Nine Kings; they have already been cursed, and upon seeing intruders without a token, they will go mad and fight to the death!" Hu Mengyao suddenly sighed helplessly.

The Yang family, where Biaozi lived, was in absolute chaos at the moment. Yang Wangnian, the head of the Yang family, let out a helpless sigh as he looked at Biaozi's parents kneeling before the ancestral shrine.

The day Daoist Priest Xiao returned to the Yanbei Taoist Temple was also the joyous occasion of the Crown Prince Jinlong's ascension to the throne. Daoist Priest Xiao presided over the final dedication ceremony for the crown prince's ascension, and the place was a scene of jubilation.

The beast crystal looked luminous and should have been extracted from a magical beast's body not long ago. If it had been a long time, it wouldn't have remained so bright.

"Ding, affirmative. After becoming a Chaos Demon God, the host must establish the Divine Realm. Otherwise, the host's overwhelming divine and demonic might will shatter the fragile space of the Tianwu Universe."

"There's a huge waterfall outside with heavy mist, so I can only see this much," Daru said after attempting to sense his surroundings, shaking his head.

In the courtyard behind, reaching a secluded spot where there was no one else, Yan You stopped in her tracks, refusing to let him pull her forward any longer.

As soon as the call connected, a deafening roar came from the other end. Fortunately, Yan You had anticipated this and simply held the phone a little further away.

Bu Changfeng smiled and walked directly toward the border as well. His actions immediately won the complete satisfaction of everyone present, who praised him for his excellent conduct and grand demeanor.

Tang Yanchu felt as if he had been struck hard by a feather-light mass of cotton—it didn't hurt or itch, but it was extremely annoying.

Major domestic media outlets such as Tencent, Hupu, and CCTV News all featured close-up shots of Ye Huan as the headline banner on their homepages.

"Are you looking for trouble, damn it?" Gunti's fiery temper flared up instantly, and he shoved the patrol officer away.

Zhao Changpeng's might had surpassed Sheng Xuanhuai's comprehension. Why was he able to accomplish single-handedly what the entire Qing court could not achieve back then?

With that, he turned around, returned to the confidential affairs office, and sent a telegram to Wang Yaqiao: Within three days, Chen Qimei will die.

An awkward scene unfolded: the moment Viego flashed, Nautilus also flashed. The low-health Nautilus flashed right into Viego's face. By then, Viego had reached level two, secured the kill with an auto-attack and Q, possessed Nautilus's soul upon collecting it, and landed a flash-hook on Ezreal, who had no flash left.

This was the condensed power of three Heavenly Daos, who exerted all their might to hold back those colossal monsters.

Ling Yan pulled back the blanket, preparing to get out of bed and search for her, when his peripheral vision caught sight of her.

Future parliaments would not be a competition among Zhao Quan, Zhao Mou, Zhao Zhi, and Zhao Hui. The evolution of the times would never allow such a thing to happen.

On the Hawks' bench, Trae Young gazed at Ye Huan's solid back, a profound sense of powerlessness washing over his entire body.

Next, he added a generous amount of oil into a heated, clean wok and stirred it with a spatula.

Moreover, with her timid nature, could she possibly have any say before the current matriarch of the household? She simply didn't want anyone else sharing her man.

Before Lu Ding's gaze shifted over, he quickly looked away, pretending to gaze elsewhere as if he had heard nothing at all.

Was Gu Yanzhuo joking? Her attempt to strike up a conversation had been so obvious, why was this young man's reaction like this?