Volume 1, Chapter 51: A Racing Heart

Wait a moment, she also needed to make a phone call to the hotel manager for relevant confirmations, following up on menu details and other arrangements to ensure the success of the weddings over the next couple of days.
Purple Night suddenly thought of Long San, her gaze turning slowly with a strange expression to meet his eyes, causing his smile to gradually fade.
"Is the Alliance Master Wu Hua truly absent?" With a slight frown on his handsome brow, Shen Yunli asked once more, still filled with unease. Murong Yan stood by with her arms crossed, watching his anxious demeanor, though she wondered if someone of the Prince's noble status could manage to extract any further information.
"If you want to slap, go do it yourself!" I glared at him. Wang Xin's greatest flaw was that he could never forget to act like a clown even at the most critical moments.
Having made his decision, Han Mingsheng even held a press conference, stepping into the stock market war of the entertainment companies in his capacity as the chairman of the Ming Palace Catering Group.
In the distance, Zi Shaofeng and Shao Dashan had already withdrawn their stances and landed, and upon seeing this scene now, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Glancing at the door upstairs, which had been smashed into a large hole by someone, Yan Qingcheng sighed with deep melancholy. What kind of excuse should she invent to deceive her shrewd father?
Although Ouyang Yulu was no ordinary person, she had no idea that such a miraculous and bizarre art of real face-changing existed in the world. Therefore, her reaction at this moment was no better than that of an ordinary person.
At that time, I only remembered Wang Xin facing Tang Xunlong with a dagger, while I watched Liu Peng, and the other two were guarded by Xie Yuanhao and Liu Wangzhe. Even though I didn't want to do it, there was truly no other choice. If we just beat them into the hospital, Bald Dragon would definitely retaliate afterward, because that was simply the kind of person he was.
"Since the Underworld is entirely filled with the departed souls of ancient gods and demons, when the Eastern Emperor Taiyi went there alone, could it be that he truly had no fear or reservations whatsoever?" The Crown Prince asked earnestly.
"Of course it's terrifying. The most important thing is that they are all dinosaurs; every single one of them is so ugly that I'm too embarrassed to look," Han Zhengyang said with indignation.
Sun Zhuo did not leave immediately; instead, he simply sat by the edge of the bed, watching her as she slept on her side. Kerry turned toward Sun Zhuo, her hand still weakly holding his. As Sun Zhuo looked at her exquisite profile, his heart stirred slightly. Having known her for so long, this was the first time he had ever felt this way toward Kerry.
Prince Jin grew even more irritated at this, stamping his foot and demanding, "What are you looking at? I already said I'm fine, don't you even believe me?" His eyes narrowed into slits, carrying the threatening aura of someone about to fly into a rage at any moment.

The medium-sized silver blade, which had mutated from an arm, collapsed heavily to the ground the moment its transformation was complete—it was on the verge of destruction.
Two angry shouts rang out as a towering giant materialized out of thin air on the Witch clan's side, wielding a space staff and striking fiercely toward the giant vine. At the same time, an equally colossal clock plummeted from the heavens, directly encasing the entire Demon army.
Su Yang cleanly hung up the phone and pondered for a moment. The gathering of the Black List assassins exceeded his expectations, but it did not matter. Resolving these troubles sooner would allow him to head to Los Angeles by the weekend.
Under the moonlight, countless Song soldiers pushed dozens of scaling ladders and a siege ram, surging forward directly toward the base of the city walls.
"It looks like another fierce battle," Xia Xue said after learning the news from He Hao, pulling back the bolt of her assault rifle.
Inside Cheng Hu's armored vehicle, this song played on an endless loop. Compared to how listening to it in the past would make Cheng Hu feel extremely joyful and double the efficiency of his martial arts practice, this was now purely a psychological effect.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji turned instantly pale with fright, collapsing powerlessly into the dragon throne with an expression of profound sorrow and desolation.
The Zhu family was overflowing with gratitude, and Zhu Ruomei immediately took her mother and younger sister to Yunyang City that very day to seek medical attention.
They were not looking to make a profit; rather, they simply wanted to provide a convenient place for the vast number of people who came here to hunt for treasures.
Just as I was chatting with Zheng Ming, he suddenly widened his eyes, grinning with a lecherous expression as he looked behind me. Since my back was facing the door, I could not see what was happening.
The more I thought of He Yulu, the more I missed her. The more unstoppable my thoughts became, the less I could control myself from picking up the phone, desperately wanting to give her a call.
Because the northern territory fell within the sphere of influence of the Orc Empire, they would never allow the Alliance of Light to assemble. The Orc Empire directly issued a declaration in support of Ling Feng, though they did not send troops to assist, because Long Jue had declined all other aid, wishing to let the world witness the true strength of the Oter Principality.
However, a problem arose now: if Ling Feng addressed her by name, he would appear a bit more approachable, but that would also seem rather bizarre. For a dignified princess of a nation to be addressed so casually by her given name was somewhat difficult to justify.

Seeing Jiang Chun launch a sudden, ferocious punch, Zhu Hua stepped forward instead of back, tilting his body slightly so that Jiang Chun's fist brushed just past his cheek while simultaneously swinging his elbow toward Jiang Chun's throat.
Upon hearing the complete information, Qin Lei closed his eyes, and the entire map of Shannan emerged vividly in his mind. One hundred and ten miles to the north lay Sheyang Prefecture, one hundred and fifty miles to the south was Suizhou Prefecture, and two hundred miles to the southeast was the Eastern Camp of the Town-South Army.
Because Mushad had been angered to the point of hospitalization on the spot, even after receiving treatment later, his complexion remained extremely ashen. Bogen stayed by his side to take care of him with an apologetic expression, while Bentley stood nearby, looking deeply worried.
Li Fanglan and Li Meng of the Li family, the steward He Feng, and the seven maidservants and attendants all looked upon the scene with sheer terror. They had not been implicated because they were members of the Li family, but when had any of them ever witnessed such a horrifying spectacle?
"Alright, alright, I know." I smiled, pinching Wujing's smooth, delicate cheek. She had grown up, changing immensely from her once naive and green self.
To a martial artist, the Zhenxuan Spirit Grass might merely be a medicinal herb for curing illnesses, but for Chu Nan, it was one of the essential materials required for cultivating the Tendon-Tempering stage.
He was truly ruthless, but success was not guaranteed for him. Some matters rarely unfolded according to one's personal wishes; even if his calculations were clever, it remained to be seen whether he could get his wish.
Before Leng Xue and the others could speak, Ling Tian had already walked out from the emergency room, pulling the needles from his own body.
The cloaked figure Li Qiu remained motionless, yet his nine-ring saber had already slashed into the empty air ahead of time, leaving only the blade aura to push his hat brim slightly backward.