Volume 1, Chapter 56: Your Little Lover

The man before them was barely five feet tall, and no matter how one looked at him, he did not seem as tall as the skeleton lying on the ground. Was he truly the deceased's husband?

The last person to reply meant what he said and immediately went out to create a thread titled, "Those who have cursed Immortal Master Zhang, come here and apologize."

Xu Yihang narrowed his eyes, pulled a pair of pajama pants from the wardrobe to put on, cast a glance at her, and walked toward the door.

Glancing at the graceful lotus flowers ahead, Su Qingran lifted her body, executed her lightness skills, and soared gracefully away.

Although Zhang Heng had not returned to Dongzhou for a long time, his legends were still endlessly sung across the lands of Dongzhou.

Human adaptability is remarkably strong. Ultimately, after a few hours passed, people grew accustomed to this place.

"How on earth was the child lost?" Ning Ji impatiently interrupted him, his deep eyes resembling frozen pools.

After Zhao Zilong rested at the Yang family for a day, Wu Meizi brought him hot water and medicine at night—medicine she had picked up for him before returning from the hospital today.

She thought that perhaps she should let Gui Li and Bai Xue consummate their relationship sooner; that way, perhaps Gui Li could be eliminated sooner.

"Who says we're not young? We just gave birth to a son, we're very young! If we were old, could we still have children?" Wang Juhuai said with absolute confidence.

Especially after the arrival of that eccentric old man, the Madam became even more heavy-hearted, clutching her phone every moment as if waiting for the Master's call. Thinking of this, Reiko Jidao could not help but glare at Ryu Bianzhi, who was watching television with a broad smile.

This statement poured over him like icy water, leaving Le Zhiyang stiff, cold, and speechless. His heart surged with furious madness, wishing he could eradicate all his foes, yet in his current predicament, he was merely a prisoner in a dark dungeon, a useless cripple. Such frantic words and actions would only invite contempt and mockery from others.

As Wenren Feng was struck by a moment of shock, Han Feng had already caught up to the large azure crystal still flying in the distance. With a grab of his hand, he seized the crystal firmly.

Hearing Huang Shaohua's words, every Beggar Sect disciple felt an immediate warmth blooming in their chests, overflowing with emotion. The pain from their injuries seemed to vanish entirely, and even the soft sounds of groaning disappeared without a trace.

Regarding Huang Shaohua's confusion and doubts, Xuanming, Xuankong, Xuanzhi, and Xuantong held nothing back, answering his questions one by one.

This was the first time Ice Phoenix had seen Evil Moon deploy this technique, prompting her to emit a soft sound of surprise, while Mo Mei beside her similarly stared with wide eyes, fixed entirely on Evil Moon.

Xu Feng was a genuine shareholder of Chenxi Group, yet this fellow neglected proper business to pursue dreams of being an action star—it was rather exasperating.

Luo Qian looked ahead, where about a hundred men were fully armed with live ammunition and standing at strict attention. For Luo Qian and his companions to leave this place would indeed be somewhat difficult.

"Then why don't you go through reincarnation and be reborn?" I remembered Chen Xuan once saying that after people die, they transform into spirits, pass through the netherworld, forget their past lives, and are reborn as humans. Out of curiosity, I asked this question.

Phrasing it that way was already saving face for himself; in truth, he knew that even if the four of them joined forces, they would still be no match for the other party.

Yet now, the Dr. Mi whom he cherished most was on the operating table; what he might do next, no one could guess.

Li Hao had already proclaimed to the entire world that if he did not win this battle, what face would he have left to live in this world? Therefore, he exerted every ounce of his strength, yet he still could not break through Master Huiruo's Vajra Indestructible Divine Art.

Qin Zheng had originally thought of keeping such a handsome man around to admire every day, but upon reflection, there truly were no spare rooms left.

Now, through a fateful coincidence, he had finally broken through the bottleneck and truly stepped into the third realm of the sword.

Only Rong Zhaoxi remained facing a table of dishes that had barely been touched. They were all her favorite foods, yet in the end, she merely took a few bites.

She should have been angry, but with her face burning so fiercely, she figured that in his eyes, this anger probably still looked like shyness.

A radiance shone upon the mother's face, a glow that blended pride, joy, happiness, and various other emotions. Liang Jian grew even happier.

Hearing Xiong Yeli ask this, Su Qinqin's freshly relaxed vigilance tightened once again. She thought to herself: Some things cannot be told to them, or Commander Zhai will surely be furious. Provoking his anger right now would hardly be wise. Lowering her gaze, she sat silently in place without uttering a word.

Although he was confident he could take that punch head-on, he certainly didn't believe he could avoid the pain in his fists, so he refused to clash with the two of them directly. Relying on nimble footwork, he darted to Li Xiang's right side and kicked fiercely at his right ribs.

"Could the old man teach me how to roll away like that?" The Immovable Supreme signified that he had never learned such a smooth method of departure.

Looking at the giant's appearance, it turned out to be none other than the aforementioned Old Ancestor Lingxu, except that his body had expanded countless times over.

A sense of extreme crisis erupted from the depths of his heart. Jiang Ji could no longer care that he had not yet mastered the method of controlling divine thought; he manipulated his consciousness into a violent backward wrench, attempting to escape from the snapping dragon jaws.

Faced with the aggressive encirclement of these mages, Penny simply gained altitude, having no intention of clashing with them head-on. After chasing for dozens of yards and looking down, the chief mage realized he had been tricked.

The green light on the scimitar gradually dimmed as well, seeming somewhat starved of energy.