44. It just feels so frustrating!

Then Jiang Ruo saw a mixture of grievance and frustration in the little wolf's eyes, followed by a whimper laden with clear dissatisfaction.

"So this thing is edible?"

Jiang Ruo realized she might have misunderstood.

The alpha wolf nodded, then let out another whimper, its voice much stronger this time.

"You mean eating it is good for my health."

Although human and wolf were speaking entirely different languages, Jiang Ruo somehow managed to understand its meaning, which was rather bizarre.

Why bother changing his appearance? When a man goes out, does he really need to cover up like a mortal maiden? Tan Luo wondered inwardly as she watched the man cover his face with a hand. With a brush of his cloud-like sleeve, a plain-looking and ordinary youth appeared before her.

Fragments of rock blasted through the air, hurtling toward the burly man. The latter merely sneered, unconcerned, and with a sweep of his sword, batted all the stones away.

Seeing that his first strike had landed, Zhuo Tian pressed the attack even harder. The purple dragon roared and lightning surged. In an instant, a gale whipped up and sword lights danced as a web of purple swords suddenly descended from the sky, enveloping the man directly. The sword net was razor-sharp, humming with a resounding clang.

With just a gentle touch from Luo Luo, the bones in her hand shattered into dust as a faint haze rose. Luo Luo murmured inwardly: I'm sorry.

The police officer reached out to shake his companion, suddenly yawned several times, and then slumped over onto him, passing out as well.

"Is that all talk? No reward or anything?" Mu Jinghong narrowed her eyes, looking rather crafty.

The lake was indeed vast. Carrying Luo Luo, the eagle soared over the water for quite a while without ever catching sight of the opposite shore. The lake water was clear and deep, teeming with numerous aquatic beasts.

To cultivators, such a notion was practically a joke. As long as one's cultivation realm could advance, how many would care about such things?

"Then go and try it," Tan Luo said casually. Someone as unconventional and erratic as Qi Shaoye would never willingly abandon his leverage simply because Jin was Chen Ge's disciple, the founding patriarch of the Shengtian Sect, and the Lord of the Mortal Realm.

Hearing this, Hu and the other two felt their blood boil with soaring ambition, admiring Qi Feiyang to the utmost degree.

Upon returning home, Song Baojia could hear his son's hysterical screams from afar, filled with resentment and hatred.

Staring at the complex design blueprints, he involuntarily placed his hand on the activation switch of the system's auxiliary mode.

Song Heng narrowed his eyes as he looked at Liu Mingyue. She truly lived up to her name—bright and pure like moonlight, neither blinding nor hurtful, always gentle and radiating an elegant beauty.

Although the villagers were unaware of their exact relationship, Wang Mazi's ruthless nature made everyone deeply afraid of him.

Anyway, the goal was just to get on the good side of the antique appraisal master; even if he sold it at a loss, it didn't matter—it was only a matter of two or three hundred thousand.

Qingyun Peak did not look large on the surface, but no one could have imagined that the sheer cliffs connected to the back of the peak had been woven together by massive vines to form a ground-like net.

Liu Maomao tugged at Mancang's hem to signal him not to talk back, and Mancang lowered his head in silence.

That project was something Zhou Renyi had been yearning for day and night; it was only natural that he would send people to attack Ke Xudong.

The local village doctor squatted down to check the pulse, and looking at the surrounding crowd, shook his head with a regretful sigh.

Although the gravity on this planet was twice that of Earth and flying would consume extra spiritual energy, flight was still entirely possible.

With Cecilia's capabilities, these three troop types were not her limit. Given sufficient conditions, Cecilia could even train formidable troops such as elite archers and heavy cavalry.

"Since the conditions are so good, Uncle, you should just let Sister Fang go instead," Xu Miao intervened directly, refusing to save face. She was certain that the man was older, and definitely by more than just a little bit.

If this item were used well, her path of cultivation would become much smoother. But if someone with malicious intentions were to discover even the slightest clue, she would surely become the target of universal condemnation and would never know another day of peace.