Chapter 50

The wolf's claws were swift as the wind, the nails slightly curved, with something dark red stained within them.

"You should also go to the hospital to get your eyes checked." Shen Yan had been inside the shop all this time, fighting the criminal amidst the gas fumes, and had been exposed to it for quite a while. Both of his eyes were now thoroughly bloodshot.

I opened my eyes and looked around, finding myself in a massive hot spring. Everything felt so familiar, and after a moment of careful recollection, I remembered that this was the very healing spring I was brought to after my dragon heart was devoured by Lin Mengxue last time.

With a loud crash, the red wine bottle shattered instantly, shards of glass scattering everywhere, mixed with wine and blood.

Hearing the words of Lei Hu and Hua Yuntian, Shen Yuntian's tightly knitted brows finally relaxed. He bowed to Lei Hu and Hua Yuntian, as the two veterans could well be considered the main pillars of the Shenhua Beast Legion; without them, there would be no Shenhua Beast Legion today.

Knowing he was no match for Zhang Hao, Elder Gao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, slowly stepping back and daring not to make another proactive move.

The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached. What right did she have to receive Hao Xin's love? Ding Yaoyang was better than him in every way, so it was only natural that Hao Xin chose him. Yet, the more she thought, the more unwilling she felt. No, Hao Xin belonged to him; that was destined seven years ago. He had to take responsibility for her. Ding Yaoyang, was it? The Ding family would fall, and it would be entirely because of you.

"President Xia, long time no see, a pleasure to meet you. However, would you please let go of Hao Xin? Holding her so forcefully will make her uncomfortable," Ding Yaoyang said through gritted teeth.

Just as Batian was wondering who this old man could be, an imposing voice broke into his ears: "Haha, old wooden head, what kind of nonsense are you instilling in my grandson again? Aren't my grandson's red and blue dual pupils miraculous?" Without even looking, one could tell this was Batian's grandfather, Meng Lin, arriving.

Zhang Hao had been observing the two in secret all along, only to find that the man in black who had reached Zuo Fei's side confirmed Zuo Fei's appearance and then turned to walk directly toward him.

Alex was practically ready to pat his chest in assurance. For this exhibition, and to make a good impression in front of President Joseph, he had made thorough preparations.

Before descending into the tomb, Mo Guinian specifically reported to Mu Ci to save him from worry. He had matches of his own to attend to; after all, the late-stage matches of the autumn tournament were packed tightly together. Every day he was either busy training or playing matches, leaving very little time to spend alone with Mo Guinian.

"What... do you want? Don't come any closer!" The man smashed the butt of his gun heavily against Yixuan's head. Yixuan let out one scream after another as tears and blood blended together.

"Pfft," Mo Guinian burst out laughing. Wu Muolan nodded and at the same time helped store the clothes Mo Guinian had bought one by one into the wardrobe.

Shanshan was at a loss for words while on Yixuan's back and could only bury her face right there to keep others from seeing the blush on her cheeks. The summer breeze seemed to carry a wisp of rosy cloud from the heavens, resting upon her brows, sweeping across her eyes, and leaving a brilliant blush on her jade-white cheeks.

After all, Poxun no longer possessed the body he had cultivated for countless years and could still fly with; instead, it was only after Ying Zhengde integrated Tang Jianchen and the Moluo Scepter that he could barely support Poxun's soul and free him from the suppression of the Heavenly Emperor's formation.

"Xue Cheng, what did you say? You were the one who wiped out the spirit children and the Bug-Catching clan? Why would you do such a thing?" Juzi stared at Professor Oak in shock.

The culture of competing over the most trivial matters in the military still persisted in the military academy, especially among the four squads of the advanced studies class, where the majority of trainees came directly from active duty, making this atmosphere particularly prominent.

Because inventory slots possessed the characteristic of stacking identical items, Ling Feng could purchase many boxes of mineral water and food to stack together, which was much more cost-effective than using separate crates.

The mutated rat lay on the ground with its mouth wide open, its body convulsing as its sharp claws kicked wildly in the air.

Was he overly confident in his own strength? Or was he simply holding Mu Fengbai in utter disdain? Regardless, deep within Lin Yan's heart, the three characters Nakuro had already been branded with two words: terrifying.

Emerging from the palace, he happened to cross paths with Su Shixian walking slowly by. For a man who had climbed to a high position by clinging to skirt-tails, Zhu Xu felt nothing but utter contempt. He spat fiercely onto the ground and then walked past with his head held high.

The officials successively took their leave, leaving behind only the Emperor, JinYiWei Assistant Commander Xue Shi, and Chief Eunuch Qin Lu in the Qianqing Palace.

The military cadets dispatched by Zhu Wu had not yet reached the rear mountains of Dusong Pass when they ran into Sun An and Shi Qian returning along the same path.

Emperor Renshou would not be foolish to such an extent, doting on Noble Consort Xie for a couple of days only to let her run amok without restraint.

Gong Yuling watched the man collapse to the ground, unable to understand why Ye Yu had suddenly dealt a fatal blow. However, upon seeing the black pearl that had slipped from the man's hand onto the ground, her expression changed slightly as well. It seemed Gong Yuling likely recognized this item.

"Well, if I say so, won't I beat you up too?" I said with a chuckle—it seemed my younger brother wouldn't be escaping this beating.

Making the Spirit Clan change their attitude was no easy task, which was why Lin Fan not only taught Bu Fan a means of checks and balances but also intended to reclaim the throne of the Spirit Lord to assist Bu Fan. In truth, Bu Fan knew very well in his heart that his father mostly wanted to shoulder this burden all by himself, since Bu Fan had no idea when he would ever possess the capability to deter the Spirit Realm.

Sometimes, human obsession is terrifying and can easily lead one into demonic paths. Inner demons are the most terrifying existence of all; even those within the demonic path speak of inner demons with dread.

Lin Chong, Zhu Wu, and the others could smell a wave of foul stench from five miles away, yet when the foul black water made contact with the Samadhi True Fire, not only could it not extinguish it, but it instead fueled the flames to burn even more fiercely. Even Lin Chong, Zhu Wu, and the others five miles away could clearly hear the crackling, sizzling sounds.

At least at the tail end of this season, during this firefighting stint, Dick wanted to keep winning continuously. Only by keeping up a winning streak could he achieve his desired goal.

He licked her earlobe and kissed her lips once more, trailing downward all the way to her neck, nibbling and sucking with moderate force, causing An Ningchu to tremble slightly.