Chapter 44: Truly Fickle

Deadly Bodyguard Embers after the fire 1240 words 2026-03-20 07:30:59

The greatest benefit Cao Mang gained from this operation was not merely the removal of a family from his list of vengeance. Rather, it was that the range of his spiritual power expanded to nearly thirty square meters, becoming more refined and pure.

Lu Zhongjiu's memories were fascinating; as a child, he had encountered a fortune-teller. This fortune-teller was famous, known as Master Suyun, who declared him a child of destiny. Master Suyun had also...

But what exactly did he want from him? And what did those ancient ghosts in the Netherworld covet from him? What was it about himself that made him the target of their schemes? With confusion and doubt, Lü Qiushi's soul returned to his body and slipped once more into unconsciousness.

On the field at Oceanic University, the other four rushed over to Hu Yunlong, encircling him in an embrace. Here, everyone was a superman, everyone could fly—such was Oceanic University.

“Since you see me as a villain, I might as well play the part; then the title will be well-deserved!” As Feng Li pondered, a wicked smile curled on his lips. Seeing this, Xuanxuan felt a tremor in her heart.

Everyone in the great hall was stunned, their faces filled with disbelief. Streets lined with sovereigns at the peak of their power, hundreds of supreme beings—what kind of concept was this?

At Overseas Chinese University, seeing Huang Xiang bare his fangs, they dared not be careless. This was what they feared most: an enraged wolf, especially one renowned for its ferocity in battle. Such a creature was a headache to deal with.

Ever since the Desert Eagle pistol came into existence, its toughness and power had satisfied Yang Sufeng, and it naturally became his personal weapon.

After all, he had only just taken Xie Wanting's most precious thing last night, and now he was cursing her. That was not simply less than a beast; it would be an outrage against heaven and earth.

At that moment, a fierce gale suddenly surged from all sides, transforming the world in an instant. Everything was bathed in blood-red light, waves thundered, and Feng Li turned to see a sea of blood sweeping toward them, waves towering high. Every drop was forged from the power of the Great Dao, with chains of divine order lurking within, emanating a terrifying intent to kill.

“Damn it! Dodge!” Tang Hao seized the moment, shouting loudly. Those beside him—Murong Feng, Paul, Mandalas, and others—were startled awake by his roar. They broke into a sprint, following Tang Hao as he ran wildly.

He raised his eyes to look at the three Bai family members, just in time to meet Bai Fuling's undisguised gaze. He couldn't help but glance at her a few more times, but then, realizing his impropriety, quickly looked away, his steady expression turning somewhat unnatural.

“Han Shuiqing, you've had enough to drink.” Yun Tianlan tapped her forehead. “If you claim you two share some mysterious connection, that's taking it too far.” It was a sudden impulse; how could she have known this location?

“Second Prince, what are you saying? Why are you covered in blood? What happened?” This NPC, impersonating Wu Jie, watched the Second Prince's behavior, full of confusion but clearly concerned, bending down to help him up.

Seeing that the group of bear-men had been intimidated by Biao's words, he guessed it was mostly because of Biao's shiny, iron-hard scalp and his feigned ferocious gaze.

He patted the rump of the soaring tiger, and instantly, we shot into the sky, heading straight for the Breezy Plains.

In an instant, the names and faces of those most likely to possess such powerful and evil forces flashed through his mind, only to be quickly dismissed, one by one.

“What do you think of the other three members of the Cicada Band?” Since the topic had come up, he decided to bring up the task Xu Ran had entrusted to her.

“Qingqing, you didn't come here just to admire the scenery, did you?” She had come to the company, not his home.

Just as Li Qingyue finished reading that passage, a cold voice suddenly echoed, as if coming from a very distant place.