44th Iron Pillar

I looked at the figure in the ghost mask without speaking. The ghost mask slowly reached towards his own face, moving downward inch by inch. My breath caught, and my heart raced to an unprecedented degree.

Qin Fangbai fetched the car and noticed that Su Wuyang still had that absent-minded look, causing him to pause slightly. It wasn't until they returned home, while Su Wuyang was bathing Chenchen and Luoluo was pestering Qin Fangbai for a bedtime story, that he managed to coax some of the reasons out of Luoluo.

The ghost-masked figure walked toward the forbidden grounds. With a large sweep of his hand, black mist instantly condensed into a black rope that bound me, dragging me along as he marched into the depths of the forbidden area.

Su Yuyang generally woke up at nine in the morning. Stepping out of his bedroom, the first thing he saw was Ling Miao curled up on the sofa catching up on sleep.

Bai Yixue roared unreasonably, her eyes closing as she let out a sigh, her expression somewhat ferocious.

"What? I'm disturbing you? Is it my fault for writing chapters in the middle of the night?" Ling Miao raised the kitchen knife high, then brought it crashing down fiercely. A flash of silver cut through the air, and in the blink of an eye, Su Yuyang saw the cleaver standing firmly embedded in the cutting board.

I gazed at the four characters spelling out "Leng Corporation," genuinely wondering if they would end up changing it to the "Bai Corporation." Even if they did, it would probably take some time. The company's shares were not solely owned by the Bai family, and a corporate name change would certainly require the consent of all the shareholders. Before that happens, we must find a way to take the company back.

Upon hearing this, the veteran team doctor gave a start, thanked the guard for the reminder, and then stepped inside.

"Send her back!" the emperor commanded grimly. Two eunuchs hoisted the still-struggling A-Tang and hurried her back toward Empress Zou's palace.

Because the Fasil-Ghebbi castle was exceptionally large and covered a wide area, merely exploring this ancient fortress consumed a vast amount of time.

"Longing is very painful, isn't it?" Lin Xianmo said softly, as if afraid of touching Lin Sese's wounds.

Bai Yeting changed his clothes and went downstairs to the dining room. Xia Dabai was already sitting at the table like a little gentleman, waiting for the two adults.

He was unable to unleash the full might of the battle armor, but from a defensive standpoint, even an Immortal King at the peak of the Fourth Heaven would find it difficult to threaten the armor's defense, allowing him to rest easy.

Linda was rendered speechless, trembling as she watched Moxi, whose face was icy with fury, take out his phone and make a call.

Though it was a low growl, the voice was hoarse and somewhat weak. After all, the sedative was still having an effect.

If the Gu Xuanxi of the past resembled a deity of the nine heavens—cold and out of reach—then at this moment, he was like an immortal who had descended into the mortal world, finally tinged with a warm, human touch, yet losing none of his pristine nobility.

Upon hearing this, Luo Zhiyong's immediate reaction was overflowing jealousy, making him wish he could rush right back and stay by Fang Pingying's side.

"Right, he's dead! The man is of advanced age, yet you dragged him out to Liuhua Ravine, and he fell ill upon returning, and has now breathed his last! Do you have any idea how heartbroken the people at the Imperial Academy of Medicine are?" Lord Ziyi waved his hand and threw another punch.

Actually, it wasn't a matter of Fang Pingying nitpicking over who should do which chore; rather, drawing from the lessons of her past life, she felt she couldn't let Zhou Yunmei think of her as someone spineless and uncomplaining, lest she be completely disregarded afterward.

Perhaps because the Realm of Forgetful Streams ultimately belonged to the nether regions, ever since she entered this place, the self-contained "Heavenly Yin Demonic Qi" entrenched around her elixir field had grown increasingly active and robust, continuously generating pure demonic energy that poured into her meridians.

Zhao Yuzhang possessed only brute strength after all, falling far short of a martial arts master. He could handle a dozen or so thugs, but the moment fresh enemy reinforcements joined the fray, he immediately descended into chaos, and the oversized car door he wielded was no longer as nimble as before.

Lei Kun instantly felt his dignity had been trampled upon. Clenching his fists tightly, he lashed out toward Long Yang.

"What does it matter to you when I cultivated the martial heart? What qualifications do you think you have to know? Weren't you always fond of calling me good-for-nothing? Today I'll let you see who the real good-for-nothing is." Long Yang roared furiously, unleashing the Seven-Wounds Fist once again.

The members of the Sinopec delegation knew very well in their hearts that if they failed to beat back the pirates today, death was their only way out! Therefore, they were now ready to risk it all.

Sima He stared in utter bewilderment. He wanted to unleash a torrent of abuse at Shui Wanxing, but realizing his own strength was utterly negligible compared to Shui Wanxing's, he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly looked around, rushing off to claim credit before the commander.

Seeing Hua Jianwu draw his sword, the Alchemist Guild also cast aside all pretenses of civility, and several guards successively drew their weapons.

Tears fell uncontrollably, and Qiyue's entire body trembled slightly.

This massive gate appeared to be forged from bronze, but in reality, it was definitely not bronze, as could be seen from the endlessly flowing golden light.

Manyu lay there, letting her thoughts wander aimlessly. Her stomach was rumbling with hunger; if she kept lying here, wouldn't she starve to death?

Even someone as calm as Xia Yi couldn't help but utter such a description. In the eyes of the surrounding pedestrians, as those two burly men squeezed into the police car specially designated for transporting suspects, the entire vehicle seemed to visually sink down by a full notch before laboriously driving away.

Moli possessed sharp hearing and detected something amiss through the wall, while those ambushers foolishly assumed Moli and his group's attention had been captured by the master who had vaulted over the wall.

This was also one of the reasons why Dean Zhu and the others chose to compromise and tacitly allow Qin Chen to enter Yanda University's School of Life Sciences.

Not only did Ori's milky-white character "Ao" burst into tears over Sang Ruo's disappearance, but a cluster of bewildered teenagers nearby also started shouting upon witnessing the sudden vanishing of the Demon King Sang right before their very eyes.

In Zhong Yue's view, Wen Moqing's desire to be together with Yan Liyou would never be a smooth path—though even so, he still hoped his young master could achieve his wish.

Xiche had no idea what trick Gu Liuxi was up to, but he merely frowned and told the innkeeper to rise.

Since the man claimed to be the "Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong," his behavior was violent and eccentric, and his logical reasoning was entirely detached from human society. Considering his potential hazard to the public, the police had transferred him to Songshan Hospital.