Chapter 42 Why on earth did you bring him back again?!

Her sister-in-law, Wang Hongxiang, rolled her eyes on the spot, her voice as harsh and scathing as if it could strip a layer of skin off someone.

"Oh! Look at this! Water poured out is like a spilled daughter—how is it that your water is flowing backward now?"

"Got wronged at your husband's house, so you run back to your maiden home? Do you think your maiden family is a refugee shelter?"

"And you still have such a big temper? Quarreling with your man? I'd say you're living too comfortably and have lost touch with who you really are!"

Wang Hongxiang akimbo,

Purely in terms of profitability, let alone seven hundred million, even the previous four hundred million was something Tencent Pictures could not have forked out—judging solely by "Tencent Pictures" as an entity, their profit-making capacity was quite limited, making it extremely difficult to come up with four hundred million in cash.

The fluorescence transformed into a white rope, winding around the entire flute circle by circle. At the tail end, the rope bloomed outward, resembling a white flower blossoming at the extremity of the flute.

"Stand down!" Dugu Huohuo let out a cold reprimand. Everyone understood that her anger was ignited, and none dared to provoke her further, all retreating backward.

The Great Venerable Jiuli excelled in formation arts. His mastery in arrays was akin to the Eastern Immortal Palace Master's achievements in alchemy—both unique and unmatched by anyone.

Tao Yaoyao walked alongside them, watching the grandfather and granddaughter chatting and laughing happily, the corners of her lips curling up involuntarily.

Since she had already decided to let him go, she did not want to give him any more chances, nor did she want to give herself any.

Lu Yuanxiao knitted his brows. Clearly, judging from Yan Huan's expression just moments ago, what she had intended to say was definitely not this.

"Dirty? I just washed it before you came. Would you like to inspect it?" Rong Xu raised an eyebrow, lifting that object slightly higher.

Could she be immune to men? Such a handsome man, and she was standing so close to him, yet she didn't feel a thing at all?

If one wishes for a friendship to last long, it is best not to entangle it with monetary relations, lest resentment breeds over money and turns them into adversaries.

He was the Executive Vice President of Lin's Construction, Hu Changgeng, a trusted and capable confidant of Lin Kunzheng. Naturally, he was well aware of the Lin family's attitude toward this "fiancée."

Imperial Noble Consort Tongjia had just recovered from her illness, and Manhua was still helping her manage miscellaneous affairs within the palace; she had no idea that Kangxi was going to invite the Mongolian emissary to admire orchids tonight.

Jiang Qiao shook her hair, suddenly realizing something was amiss. That wasn't sand; it was salt! It wasn't raining water from the sky, it was raining salt directly?

At this thought, the White Bone Spirit felt an even deeper sense of wretchedness. Had her own sovereign not fallen, she would never have been subjected to such humiliation.

It was already evening, yet Chengdu city remained brilliantly illuminated. Although there was no moon, the lake was shrouded in mist caused by the diurnal temperature difference. Paired with the dazzling lights, this made the Shanhua Tower look like an earthly paradise.

If he were to use this puppetry technique and then manufacture a human-wave tactic of his own, it would also become quite troublesome. After all, those people were not all heinous criminals; they were merely being exploited, just like she herself had been back then. Therefore, if they were all to be completely annihilated like this, it would actually be unfair to them.

"Understood. Your Highness, please follow this subordinate." The soldier felt that something was amiss, but the words at the tip of his tongue involuntarily took a turn and refused to come out. He turned around instead and instructed the guards to open the gates and let them pass.

"What did you see after your soul left your body?" Jiang Qiao did not notice anything unusual about Jiang Qiao and continued to ask.

Two minutes passed. The two of them went back and forth, merely bickering while treating her completely like air. Blocked behind Hao Xinqing, she couldn't even catch a clear look at Lin Jiazhi's face.

He instinctively snatched up a stone stalagmite nearby and hurled it fiercely at the Flower Snake Commander. His throw possessed profound skill, aiming precisely at the spot seven inches below the Flower Snake Commander's neck—the most vulnerable and fatal weak point of a venomous snake.

This team had already achieved leaps and bounds of progress by sheer coincidence after discovering the spiritual spring. To attain any further breakthroughs, they would likely have to rely on genetic potions.

This diamond was a treasure mined from Siberia's largest diamond pit in Russia. After obtaining it, the Xingshan Hermitage spent the painstaking efforts of two generations of ascetics to refine it into a sacred artifact second only to holy relics. It was rumored that it even sealed a portion of the magical power and spiritual energy of past grandmasters of the Hermitage.