It is either him or me!

This situation completely exceeded Chen Yilei's expectations.
Seeing Shen Zhiyu fiercely put Zheng Zhihao in his place gave Chen Yilei an immense sense of satisfaction.
However, Chen Yilei never dreamed that Zheng Zhihao would actually resort to physical violence, and even less did he expect Shen Zhiyu to counterattack directly.
Now, things had truly escalated into a massive issue!
"How dare you hit me?"
"You've completely lost your mind, I'll finish you off!"
Zheng Zhihao, knocked flat on his back, flew into an absolute rage.
Immediately afterward, the two of them walked toward the interior of the castle. At the castle entrance stood a dozen vampires, on high alert and without the slightest relaxation—far superior to the useless weaklings outside.
Furthermore, from the previous sparring match, she had already discovered that her own strength was actually no match for the youth. Had she known this would be the outcome, even if it cost her life, Wan Qingtian would never have agreed to this wager.
Because Furious Thunder and Giant Wind belonged to the Yin-Yang Sect, and if both of their cultivations reached the realm of Martial Guests, even if the Three Eagles of Lightning attacked together, the probability of being executed would be one hundred percent.
Since the Dragon Burial Valley had existed for countless ages, water plants had already grown beside some of the skeletons, concealing their remains.
The formations of the Ten Great Families were like worthless scraps before Yang Jian, hardly worth mentioning at all.
Under Wang Yuan's intense gaze, the yellow paper transformed into a cloud of mist, which instead of floating upward, slowly drifted downward.
Those people simply loved hyping things up. If they were to do that, the police force's impartiality and their image of serving the people would be utterly ruined.
That Sichuan lass possessed a figure that was drop-dead sexy; her alluring curves had completely bewitched countless men.
"Boom, boom, boom..." The explosions were earth-shattering, with flames and thick smoke soaring into the sky, while flying debris, wood splinters, and severed limbs danced wildly through the air. The Western Xia soldiers were scared out of their wits, fleeing in panic like wild boars, leaving the fortress in absolute chaos.
Huanru City experienced distinct four seasons. At this moment, it was the transition from late winter to early spring, yet the biting chill in the air remained piercing. All around Huanru City, snow stretched as far as the eye could see, as deep as a foot.
Ling Aoxue was amused by it, and suddenly recalling what Feixue had said to her, she gave Xuanyuan Qingyu a nudge. "Hey, are you of the Dragon race?" For some reason, she suddenly felt like asking this question.
Normally, given Ninth Sister's temperament, he would not have avoided a visitor, but the person knocking on the door now was different—the one outside was Ning Yuan.
Su Ruoshui was not dead after all! What did her survival signify? Why did they go up the mountain to hunt for tigers? Could it be that they couldn't bear to throw away this single "prey"? Clearly, the dead tiger was evidence. What was she looking for evidence for? Undoubtedly to investigate the incident of unleashing the tiger. The previous assassination attempt had already startled the prey, and all the princes were already harboring lingering suspicions against the Empress.
"What's so strange about that? Could there be some hidden secret within it?" Lang Xingtian asked curiously.
...After finishing up, he carried Ranran to take a bath, changed into clean bedding, and without even dressing the two of them, he went straight to sleep.
Something on Sixth Master's left chest seemed to soften slightly. He reached out, grabbed the bundle, discarded the wrapping cloth, shook out the imperial robe, and draped it over his shoulders.
Having said that, Lingse refused to wait for the old master to speak, and gritting her teeth, she pushed herself up from the chair. But the moment she stood up, a wave of dizzying darkness washed over her, and her footing turned unstable. Had Ye Chenshu not promptly reached out to pull her into his arms, she truly would have fallen flat on her face in front of everyone.
"..." There were indeed only two pieces, and yet out of such scarce items, one had been destroyed by the original owner of this body.
Voices drifted over one after another from the distance. They sounded scattered and rather weak, causing Lan Qianyue to frown slightly as she looked in that direction.
Yet this unexpected turn of events unexpectedly triggered another surprise: Yangzi was actually pregnant. Furthermore, she insisted on having the baby. Regarding this sudden blessing of fatherhood, Li Sidao went from shock to joy in the span of just five seconds of consideration.