Chapter 41: The Forty-First Person

In an instant, my heart felt as though it had been fiercely gripped by something, and an indescribable sensation began to ripple wildly within my chest.

Perhaps I am still at an age where one loves flowers, yet my heart has gradually grown up. I desperately wanted to be moved, but I could not feel quite that moved.

With every step the man took, his knees sank deep into the snow. Strangely, however, in such freezing weather, beads of cold sweat were actually seeping from his forehead.

The four children greedily embraced my fingers and began to suck on them. My utmost-yin blood capable of stopping all bleeding is a supreme tonic for ghosts. After drinking for a while, the children's eyes turned red, and the flesh on their bodies that had been mauled by that cat slowly regenerated.

Shen Linfeng was shoved fiercely to the ground by me. As he braced his hands against the ground, the fine, abrasive sand caused a flash of pain to inadvertently cross his face.

Seeing this, the old man's tightly knit brows relaxed slightly, and the hand he had slowly raised was gradually drawn back.

Lying on the ground, this Greedy Wolf had completely become a target for him. Struck by him, its massive body rolled over and crashed directly into another Greedy Wolf. The two Greedy Wolves collided and rolled another dozens of meters before finally coming to a stop.

Hearing him say this, Xiang Gangtian could not help but hold Long Xiao in slightly higher regard. Based solely on bloodline talent, this old fiend felt the urge to recruit him; it seemed Long Xiao's future achievements would indeed be extraordinary. If that were the case, sparing his life earlier truly showed quite good judgment.

"Really? You're really a Taoist priest? That's wonderful." Then the bespectacled boy turned back and beckoned, and several of his classmates walked over.

"Senior Sister, you aren't looking for me just to joke around, are you?" Dian Feng asked Bingyu with a serious expression, frowning.

Jiang Wan's expression turned cold. If Jiang Tianqing had refused the marriage and asked for compensation from the Fu family instead, she might have looked at her with a bit more respect.

Luo Qi breathed a sigh of relief. Since this ability had followed her over, she should still possess the power to regenerate and start anew.

The sorrow for the great Han dynasty and the hatred for treacherous officials deep within her heart were endless, just like the eastward-flowing spring water.

Wang Li nodded thoughtfully and waved his hand, signaling the great demon to return to the formation once more.

The inner cultivation mental manual taught to Jiang Yun by that old man in the Demon Dragon Island prison is named the "Delusional Annihilation Heart Scripture".

A strange fragrance drifted over, and Wenyu, who was draped over my body, slowly closed her eyes, shaking her head from side to side.

"Boss, what did the First Chief just say?" Lu Dawei was also unable to restrain his impatience and crowded closer once more.

Jiang Wan's eye sockets turned red, carrying a hint of grievance, but she shook her head without saying a word, wrenched her hand free from his grip, and ran off.

But now, with Ditto, it could completely use Ditto as the core to continue its evolution.

Zhao Ruoxian lay lazily in my arms, oblivious to the world as she enjoyed this brief moment of togetherness.

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on Erzhuzi's forehead, trickling all the way down his neck. He grew even more tense, unable to even speak a word, as if his mute acupoint had been pressed.

Speaking of which, although they had already confessed their identities and could be considered half-countrymen, Fu Huaijun was someone who refused to share anything with her.

"Sister, what delicious food did you make for Yanzhi?" Song Yanzhi eagerly plunged headfirst into Song Lingyue's embrace.

Chen Xi also leaked the news that these two playing cards would be given back as rewards to everyone during the third anniversary celebration of the Smile Aquarium.

Jiang Muxiao's heart leapt into her throat. She walked over to the door and placed her hand on the doorknob, so that even if Fu Huaijun opened the door, he wouldn't be able to push it open right away.

The night was very still, the wind was very quiet, and as time slowly passed, there was still no movement whatsoever from the living room of the Hu family villa.

He had long since heard that his Martial Uncle-Grandmaster had cultivated the Kunlun Sword Technique to the realm of perfection and, combining the strengths of both the Taoist and Buddhist schools, had improved the sword technique.

Tong Xinyan felt very comfortable. She liked the feeling of being embraced like this, liked being kissed by him, and always sensed a deep intimacy and familiarity.

Seeing that the other party did not reply, but simply stared straight at him, Ye Yunyi knew the other party was asking him.

Actually, the young man was not ignoring him; he truly had not heard, because he was currently in a daze, his mind preoccupied with three ultimate questions.

The Fourth Master glanced at the figure in front of him and said, "Hungry." This word had two possible definitions, and he didn't know which one Guo Guo would understand.

Mother Li and Ziqi were eating fruit in the back and bragging about it to him. Li Zelihang looked at his mother's happy expression and smiled amusedly.

Heaven knows, in her twenty-plus years of life, this was truly the first time she had been praised by Fifth Uncle. This was practically harder than growing wings and flying to the moon.

"As expected, I, I..." To be able to say such things without the slightest bit of evasion made Ou Qiushan even more annoyed.

The leader of the men in black reacted extremely quickly as well. The very moment his sword dropped, he swiftly picked it up again. Yet, he froze midway through the action of picking up the sword.

Everyone in the manor assumed that Qiaozihong wandering around the grounds was merely showing off his military uniform. No one would have guessed that Qiaozihong was actually scouting the terrain.

Hearing this, Old Man Guo hesitated for a moment, stepped forward, and continued, "What I didn't finish saying today is that, actually, back then the gang was split into two factions."

Thinking this, Qin Ziqin finally recovered from her state of panic and astonishment, abruptly snatched the wine-red nightgown off the rack, and frantically covered her chest with it. However, she didn't cover herself very carefully, and her lower body was still exposed to the air.

Leng Tian glanced at her, then walked straight into her bathroom. After a few seconds, Xia Zhi finally snapped back to her senses; the clothes she had changed out of had just been tossed randomly aside, seemingly uncleaned and still sitting in a very conspicuous spot.