Chapter 46: Throwing a Birthday Banquet to Make Some Money

Or perhaps there were certain reasons constraining the time-travelers, rendering them unable to accomplish more, their influence insufficient to sway the historical trajectory of the sub-worlds?

"Xiu, are you full?" Remembering that Tao Xiu didn't seem to have eaten much, Gu Qingkuang picked up a piece of beef and held it near Tao Xiu's lips.

Hu Qing stood up excitedly, looking toward the door, but then feeling that her reaction was too obvious, she sat back down and buried her head.

"Chen Yitong has killed quite a few people from the Divine Sound Sect and also abducted Zhang Qifeng. I have no intention of letting him off either," Xiao Tao said.

At this moment, seeing Liu Erya still facing forward, standing motionless beneath the platform, quietly waiting for a discussion that might not yield a feasible result, her expectant gaze falling upon these young students, even Chu Sanniang felt a rare touch of emotion.

His fingers slowly rubbed against her chin as Ji Weiyan continued in a voice devoid of any emotion.

"However, discussing this matter is strictly forbidden in the households of all ministers, presumably because of sister-in-law's identity!" Realizing something else, he added another sentence.

The anger in Liyue's heart flared up instantly, but looking at Muyang who was unconscious and in critical condition, she felt a pang of deep heartache. Taking several deep breaths, she finally suppressed her rising fury.

"I am not talking about that kind of fear! I am asking if you might see fear toward you in the depths of his eyes—that kind of profound fear?" Xiao Yiqin retorted.

Having dealt with these gun-toting thugs, Xiao Tao withdrew his spiritual consciousness incarnation, and hand in hand with Han Yixue, stepped out of the main gate of the Han family residence.

Wherever he spoke of, his finger would pause there, clearly pointing out the exact location to her.

Zijin nodded, but instead of walking toward the door, she headed toward the window. Gently pushing it open, she leaped lightly like an agile swallow onto the eaves, effortlessly departing through the art of lightness.

Raising my head, I saw Xiao Shaofeng standing far away at the mouth of the alley. He looked at me quietly, holding a cigarette in his hand.

Everyone was startled, and Crescent and Fenrui also recovered from the sharp pain in their foreheads, looking at Mama Rong with joyful expressions.

A teacher paced around the back row of the classroom while Zhang Black-Face stood tall on the podium, looking down at Lin Xuan, feeling like the Buddha with outstretched palms—no matter how wildly Lin Xuan hopped around, he could never escape the palm of his hand.

Beyond the necromancer are the so-called Three Realms Talisman Masters, with the Bead-Mind Realm being the first of them, which corresponds to the level of Ye Fan's Spirit Talisman Master. Beyond the Bead-Mind Realm lie the Talisman Realm and the Shape-Extension Realm.

However, I am not curious about their organization, because their very existence is meant to protect the home and defend the country, much like the plainclothes guards you take with you when you go out—of course, the more the better. As long as Wuping and Lvdai are safe and have a happy life in their later years, then I can rest easy.

Lin Ruoxi led the way with a sword in hand, while Zhang Yiyi and I followed behind. Only after maintaining a certain distance did I finally relax.

After the whipping continued for a while, Xiaohyu noticed something wrong with me, walked straight up to me, roughly grabbed my neck, and dug her thumb and forefinger into my throat.

"Li Chaofan, you stop right there!" A sharp feminine cry from behind caused the busy doctors, nurses, and patients entering and leaving the hospital entrance to turn their heads toward Li Chaofan.

Even standing inside the city of Shenwu, one could see black clouds rolling and lightning tearing across the sky above the Burial Demon Mountain Range, resembling the arrival of the apocalypse.

Ye Xuan wore a wicked smile, giving the Four Divine Monarchs no time to react. Transforming into residual shadows, he appeared before each of them like a ghost and delivered a punch to each, turning them into a spray of blood and flesh across the sky.

By this time, the old man Samosetis had already retreated outside at some unknown moment, and a thick glass wall had been lowered in front of him, completely sealing Li Chaofan inside.

Damn, Steven almost cursed upon reading such an argument. The Miami Heat's defense in the East was second only to the Detroit Pistons, and even across the entire league, it ranked in the top five. Not to mention how terrifying it became after O'Neal's return—who would dare deny the fat man's deterrence in the interior?

"Long Er, what are you trying to do today? Are you helping outsiders to suppress your own people?" At that moment, a dashing and imposing man walked over and said coldly to Long Er.

Next came several low-grade materials and magical treasures, including even a low-grade fire-bullet talisman. Such items were naturally beneath the notice of Tianyuan Zhenren, the leader of a sect, but they sparked a mad scramble among the low-grade cultivators.

As his body soared into the air, he unleashed another sword strike, three times more powerful than before, yet it merely hindered the advancement of the purple net without shattering it.

The inner court is a good place only when no one is in it. For instance, the Forbidden City of later generations—the people inside are merely passing visitors, not residents living within.

Because the doppelganger completely obeyed Li Zhuoguan's commands, it would not actively shred the cultivated true qi. Furthermore, it could even coat the exterior of the true qi like a film, completing the grand circulation.

"Brother, I heard that Aunt had some contact with the Jiangnan Lin family. Does she know something?" Gu Yanchen asked, frowning as he looked at his older brother's back.

Knowing that Lin He would keep her word once she agreed, a single "okay" acted like a miraculous medicine, and he instantly felt hungry.

Lu Shihuan was busy making deals and partnerships with major advertising circles and others, and the advertisements immediately entered the operational phase.

Supporting her chin with her hand, Fang Hui looked toward the door from behind Lin Yuan. The sea of dark figures inexplicably resembled the scene when she and Lin Yuan had first transmigrated and were caught after trying to escape. The only slight difference was that back then, Gu Yanli was as elegant as jade, while Gu Yanchen... was an idiot.

He attempted to inject cognitive index into it, wanting to see if he could "repair" the shadow rabbit foot, but it seemed that personality fragments could not be repaired, nor was there any prompt for enhancement.

Looking at the large characters before him, Su Qianyu seemed to see that kind and amiable old man once again, and a complex wave of emotion instantly surged in his heart.

Mo Xuanuyu frowned slightly, opened the Eyes of the Moon, and through the thick clouds, vaguely perceived a bloody rift in the distant sky.

His voice was forced out almost from the very tips of his vocal cords, yet he feared that speaking too loudly would frighten the Lin Yuan on the other end of the line, fearing that the person would hang up without hesitation. This was the only call that had been answered out of so many he had made over the past five days.