Chapter 125: The Gallant Heroine of the Dusty World

Years in Dongguan The city has passed by. 1373 words 2026-04-10 09:11:57

Wang Wenyu seemed to intuit their conversation, occasionally coughing or interrupting them as if to warn them, clearly not wanting him to know. Jiang Fan, kept in the dark, harbored significant doubts, but with Hao Meng present, he refrained from prying and remained exceptionally quiet, not uttering a single word.

Seeing Jiang Fan restrain his usual sharp-tongued habit for so long, Xiao Yuxin teased, "Why so well-behaved? Has your mouth been sealed with a steel stamp?"

Jiang Fan covered his mouth and muttered, "I have no right to speak in your presence, so it is better to remain silent."

Wang Wenyu understood his embarrassment and said nothing more, while Hao Meng watched Jiang Fan as if...

This time, the flower stand did not fall to the ground; it was caught steadily by Long Sheng once again. Meanwhile, Qin Dong nearly lost control of his rapidly advancing body. However, having prepared for this, he made a sharp turn just as he was about to hit the wall, planting his right foot firmly against it.

It was the same principle as when Lin Ziran tried to provoke me into acting impulsively, and I did not fall for the trap.

"Let's go," Peng Haoming thought this was merely a routine display of intimidation and nothing to worry about.

But he had not expected the coach to think otherwise; the Timberwolves, aside from lacking a specialized perimeter defender, already possessed a perfect lineup.

At some unknown moment, the priest team from Soul-Slaying the World had advanced their position significantly, moving right into the range of the freelance team's ranged attacks.

Returning to the main subject, Li Qiang continued his meditation, practicing the Nine Suns Divine Art until eight or nine o'clock, when the sky had fully brightened.

Because the Leopard Clan chieftain, Ming Shuangzhua, a prominent figure in the Spirit and Ghost Black Market, was walking beside them, they were constantly accompanied by the sound of people whispering in hushed tones.

Guided by Evelyn’s insights, A-Xin deciphered Nan Bowan’s words, feeling a chill run down his spine at the calculated schemes of Nan Bowan and the other contestants.

The first time the ancient cavern evil spirit appeared, it was the old Taoist Beidou who, alongside this man, Fang Tongtian, entered the cavern together to defeat the leader of the evil spirits, thereby removing a great disaster from the Qili Realm.

Qin Peng offered a dashing smile and departed without a backward glance, leaving Madam Pei in the room, fuming and stomping her feet in silent curses.

Furthermore, because he had spent years cultivating in secret realms, unversed in worldly affairs and untethered by mortal ties, the Su-Shang Ying clan might be unable to restrain themselves and come to Wuli Town to investigate for themselves once they heard the news.

"You bear the heavy weight of human destiny, and the fortune of heaven and earth is upon you. Such a being would naturally never defect to a foreign race," Old Ancestor Cangmu remarked casually.

Huang Bai did not care at all about the strange looks and discussions of the other cultivators; having already been slapped across the face, he had completely let go of his pride.

A genius of this caliber must not be allowed to grow; besides competing with him for Su Qingcheng, there was an even more critical reason: he had forged a blood feud with the other party.

The Gold Spirit Physique possessed peerless offensive power; with a strike of immense might, it swung its staff down heavily.

Having said this, he gripped the hand of the Wang woman tightly, exchanged a soulful look with her, and the couple walked side by side into the vast, darkening night.

Luo Han opened his eyes to find himself lying in bed, the familiar ceiling of his rented apartment before him. He rolled out of bed, feeling that this game had not been as perilous as the last; if all future challenges were of this difficulty, it would be like a windfall from heaven.

The faint, dark red mark upon it radiated a soft glow, growing increasingly vibrant and bright.

However, since the Hu Weiyong affair had not escalated, Li Qi naturally remained the high-and-mighty imperial son-in-law.

After killing Fei An, Lu Heng returned to report. Gao Fei ordered Lu Heng to return to his unit and had the gold stolen by Fei An excavated, distributing it to Pang De, Hua Xiong, and others who did not want their subordinates implicated, thereby demonstrating his clear system of rewards and punishments.

After much deliberation, he could not overcome his curiosity and pulled out his phone to make an overseas call.

Following Gao Fei’s shout, two thousand soldiers, all uniformly dressed in black armor, gathered on the open, level ground halfway up the mountain.