Chapter 58: Never Call My Wife Randomly Again

He gripped his phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and said anxiously, "Yunyun, I saw the video of you being hit by Shi Tian. Are you hurt? Do you need my help?"
"I will handle my own matters. It has nothing to do with you."
Shi Yun's response was concise, her tone laced with alienation.
Shen Yuezhou still refused to give up, stammering, "Yunyun..."
"Mr. Shen, thank you for your kind intentions, but my wife's affairs are not your place to interfere."

What about the soul imprint of Lord Ling on the opposite side? Even the gods have their own soul imprints, but why does Lord Ling not have one?
"The new palace is divided into nine sections, spanning heaven, earth, universe, cosmos, and the ancient primordial realms. The one before us is the ancient hall of the barbarian race. I have modified it and renamed it 'Gu'!" Lu Ning stepped up the stairs and explained softly.
The shells of these spiders were simply too hard. Even an impact of this magnitude only immobilized them. Perhaps only a giant boulder could smash them open, as trees possessed a certain elasticity capable of deflecting some of the force.
Thus, everyone began studying the map. Falling Blossom Fortress stood along the banks of the Yuan River, flanked by high mountains to the north and south. The only way in was via the Yuan River. To cut off their retreat was quite simple—dispatch the naval forces directly.
He was also well-versed in the art of passing the buck. Lu Ning had entrusted the task of teaching to him. However, this matter was of great importance; if it concerned anyone else, he could have handled the instruction himself. But as Lu Ning's disciple, such authority did not rest in his hands. At the very least, he had to ask for instructions first. Therefore, the method he had just mentioned was the best and most effective one.
Returning to the estate, Li Xiang was still wondering what kind of person the owner of the Splendid Boutique was, failing to notice that he had already walked to Wuyou's door. Li Xiang smiled, thinking to himself that his subconscious steps would always lead him here. It seemed he really did miss Wuyou.
To break the boundary of the netherworld and use a power surpassing that of a reaper—yet every fraction of power he used was a fraction lost, and what replenished it was completely disproportionate to what was released. Within the Abyss of the Undead, the ghostly Qi should first be given to Guichou, while Lord Ling only needed to absorb a little to maintain her physical form.
Si Cheng threw a punch directly, instantly causing space to roar and the earth to shake, sweeping outward with overwhelming momentum.
"Then listen well. Your boss asked me to tell you: cease all evil, practice all good, purify your own mind—this is the teaching of all buddhas." Chief Escort Zhang said faintly.
The needle-like tip struck the Stone Soul Rampart without piercing it, while the other part plunged into the ground and vanished.
Power is everything, as well as the ladder to seeking the Dao. Compared to the illusion of power, he cared more about the Jade Seal itself, as the supreme treasure of the realm.
That person seemed to find it an eyesore, directly covering his eyes with his hand, looking as though he couldn't bear to watch.
"Could it be..." Azhu was greatly startled, and at the same time realization dawned upon her. No wonder they had been restless yet sneaky in the past, but today they openly and boldly occupied Listening Fragrance Water House—it turned out that uninvited malevolent guests had truly arrived.
With everything prepared, Yan Xiao stood before the medicine cauldron. No matter how noisy the others present might have been, at this moment, they all fell silent.
"You shameless beast, beat me first before you talk!" Shui Yinjian rebuked softly, instantly drawing the soul-locking bloody whip from her waist and lashing it toward him, though no profound energy was infused into the whip.
Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one else in this ethereal realm, Zui Lifeng was simply a beast let loose from its cage, capable of doing any shameless thing imaginable.
Last night, the honeytrap had fully demonstrated its effect. Coupled with her appealing to both emotion and reason, and repeatedly assuring him that the role she played absolutely involved no bed scenes or kiss scenes.
Not knowing how much time had passed, he heard someone knocking on the door outside. Figuring someone else would answer it anyway, he still didn't go out.
Her clothing was extremely thin, yet she felt not a trace of coldness, her forehead even covered in a fine layer of sweat.