Killing the Daughter-in-Law

Lin Guifang was startled. She turned her head and saw that the reporters' cameras were indeed all pointed at her, and some had even moved a few feet closer.

Knowing that what she had just said could not be allowed to spread, she managed to soften her expression and said to Wei Shanshan, "You stay right here and look after my son properly. You are not allowed to leave the hospital for even a single step, or else I'll go make a scene at your parents' home!"

Wei Shanshan lowered her head and replied, "Okay."

Bo Xingjue said a few words and left two police officers behind.

The golden handprint was about ten feet away from Zhou Han. Having finally fully recovered from the dizziness, Zhou Han decided to give up the control of the "Cold Jade Sword." He rapidly condensed a prismatic ice ball in front of him and launched a full-force attack against the golden handprint.

"Then when you brought me forward earlier, how did we enter? And if I stay in this gorge, why must I wait until my wounds are healed and I put on the clothes of a servant before my life can be spared?" Chen Yun asked doubtfully.

As Chen Yun recalled the Hook-Python Sword back to within ten feet of himself, he also cast a cold gaze at the person in purple. Inwardly, he was not entirely satisfied with his recent performance, and he had no bottom line as to how much strength the purple-robed person still possessed at the moment.

The two of them ate breakfast together, exchanging glances from time to time, looking very much like a pair of deeply enamored lovers.

If one were to savor it carefully, it seemed that within this single night, more than just this one prophecy had already been fulfilled.

The man was dressed in a white suit. Even while seated, one could tell he was exceptionally tall, probably close to three meters. Such a height was an absolute monster-like existence on Earth.

"It must have been that after we left last night, some wild beasts from the mountains came and caused the destruction!" Mu Yucheng was the first to offer her own theory.

After ruthlessly suppressing and killing the soldiers operating the heavy machine gun, Qingwu sensed a crisis from the energy-tracking missiles. She furrowed her exquisitely delicate brows, and with a movement akin to shrinking the earth into an inch, she instantly crossed over to stand before Murong Xiao.

Li Zhonghe was startled and secretly suspicious: What does Chief Tan want to ask? What kind of handle does he possibly have on me?

During the decisive battle a few days later, Yunxuan did not find any abnormalities in Jessica; she seemed to have completely forgotten about the "cucumber dinner." If there was anything that felt a bit off, it was that whenever Jessica smiled at Yunxuan, a trace of lingering resentment would always flash through her eyes.

Liu Tianli instantly felt anger rise in his heart again. Damn it, who is so blind as to come and provoke me again? Thinking this, he prepared to turn around.

Su He might not have understood Zhou Mo's intentions at first, but he was no fool. By dusk, Su He had completely grasped what Zhou Mo was thinking.

Actually, Zhou Liuqin asked this in order to thoroughly rip them off once they got boyfriends. However, Sha Man didn't catch the implication. Just as she was about to answer, Bainuo gently nudged her and signaled with her eyes not to speak.

The alligator-like monster was frightened into spitting out the tentacles in its mouth, and then it watched in terror as several tentacles wrapped around its body. Next, its body was lifted into the air, and those tentacles carried it right up to the giant eye on the head.

Yang Qi had never been one to lament his fate or blame others, but right now, he still felt that this world was filled with far too much unfairness.

Mu Xuefu's voice was light and ethereal, like a wispy trace of thin smoke, but every word carried a chilling bite, like ice shards in a cold pool, as if each syllable froze the human heart.

Brother Fei sprinted forward, gradually closing the distance between himself and Lin Tian. Finally, Brother Fei put away his machine gun now that he was level with Lin Tian. He looked at Lin Tian arrogantly, his eyes revealing a fierce ruthlessness.

If Long Xiang had made a move against Song Jun in advance, then Yang Qi naturally would not have stood by and watched helplessly. After all, Song Jun had always been Yang Qi's best friend; by reason, by emotion, and simply given his own character, he could not remain indifferent.

He understood Mu Anran's thoughts. For a master blacksmith, what else could possibly attract their attention more than a divine artifact? Probably nothing at all.