Volume 1, Chapter 160: Feng Yizhou the Devil
Su Manyin was already in poor physical condition to begin with. Under such torment, a persistent high fever set in within a mere half day.
Flash with a cleansing barrel, the blazing sword technique, and light-speed double barrels—countless brilliant and dazzling operations were once executed by Lin Han on the professional stage.
Dong's is a time-honored private cuisine restaurant with several chain branches locally in Pengcheng, and the one they came to was the original Dong's flagship store.
Qingqing saw that Yin Jiangzi's hand remained motionless in the steaming hot water, yet there was not the slightest expression of pain on her face from being scalded.
The Qin family spare no expense to approach the trustworthy Tang family, personally commissioning such a stone gate designed to block both men and ghosts—surely there must be a reason for it.
"There is a problem! And a huge one at that!" Yu Ling had not expected this man's chauvinism to be such a catalyst for domestic crisis.
Now that she merely fanned the flames a little on purpose, Elder Madam Jian's expression indeed grew even gloomier than before.
In this sealed realm, he—a being capable of creating a ghostly realm out of thin air—had spent ten thousand years without managing to open it.
During his first audition, he felt he had made no mistakes whatsoever, and that it was entirely Chen Tiantian who had dragged him down.
Tian Qianqian moved the corners of her mouth, ultimately deciding not to speak. For an innocent person, wearing a simple graphic wouldn't be too excessive, but for now, it was better not to argue with Zhang Jian about such matters. Otherwise, if she started making a fuss again, Tian Qianqian wouldn't be able to handle it.
Along the way, Yu Ling divided her attention, occasionally chatting with the driver uncle while listening to the ghosts vent their longing for their loved ones and their resentment toward the fled coal tycoon.
I agreed without even inquiring about the details, arranging to meet him at his family's home at the edge of the village the next morning.
"My apologies for just now. We truly harbored no malicious intent; we merely wished to pass through!" Wu Jun cupped his fists in a salute and apologized.
Li Yi did not understand the language between mutated creatures, and presumably they did not understand each other either. However, the atmosphere of the scene told Li Yi that a fierce battle between the two was inevitable.
"Very well, you've got guts. You are the first person from the bunker to show such backbone! What is your name?" The Dragon Fortress deputy sneered coldly at Zhou Yun.
Reluctantly gazing at the mutated rats in the arena, Li Yi ultimately chose not to go up and kill them. Instead, he chose to detour and continue deeper into the interior of Lu Family Village.
Leng Xiaoyun violently yanked the reins, nearly bringing the carriage to a halt, but after a long while, he regained his composure and continued driving the carriage.
"Frozen Tundra!" The Mo family siblings shouted in unison, unleashing a combined ultimate technique—heaven knows when they had comprehended it.
It was merely slightly complicated to test, but that mattered little. After all, anyone who could afford to use Soul-Solidifying Paper was at least a master of the Innate Saint Realm. Just how many Innate Saint Realms could there be in this world?
Seeing this, Ling Tian said nothing. Instead, he looked at Huang Haitao, who was still unconscious. The acupoints within his mind appeared with crystal clarity; his eyes were now like a projector, highlighting those exact acupoints directly on Huang Haitao's body.
Furthermore, the fatty possessed supernatural ability attacks, a fact that left Li Yi utterly helpless. More importantly, if this stalemate continued, Li Yi would undoubtedly lose. The effect of the sonic attacks compounded with every single strike, and Li Yi had no way of knowing which wave would be the one he could no longer withstand.
The song became a massive hit. Even though many netizens and fans online still remained pessimistic about the pairing of Bao Shiyi and Zhou Yun, regardless of how things stood, at least the horrifying cyberbullying from before had vanished.
Naturally, he could not guarantee that these words would definitely persuade the school administration and Mr. Conant, but failure would carry no grave consequences—it would merely mean the news story wouldn't make quite enough waves.