Chapter 43: How Should I Thank Him

No matter how hard she tried to calm herself down, she could clearly sense the malice emanating from that person's eyes.

Wei Yang narrowed her eyes slightly, staring unblinkingly at the ill-intentioned man before her. This person was doing it on purpose; he simply wanted to provoke her. If she got angry, she would walk right into the trap he had laid out...

Instead of getting angry, she laughed in exasperation.

Soon, she figured it out, and also...

I nodded, asking Chen Le and the others to stay away from the scene. It was out of consideration for their safety, just in case a ghost was truly summoned to haunt them.

Unexpectedly! The Golden-Winged Roc descended upon the five-colored lotus, instantly transforming into a statue nearly a hundred feet tall, while the chilling cries of the eagle still echoed in the ears of every cultivator.

"Chaqir, who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to speak to Iron Leopard like that?" Harris glared at Chaqir.

"A-Xin, where on earth is the exit here? Why do I feel like you aren't running toward the outside?" After a period of sprinting, Ice Gaze began to question A-Xin's route.

"But you are an exception, Brother Qiang! Because you are too freakish!" Black suddenly added another sentence.

Shaoyan discovered the shortcoming of the Breaking-Cloud Flying Tiger—its blind self-confidence.

As for Tan Xi's side, it was far from as relaxed as mine. In my view, it was nothing short of extremely perilous. Several times, he was just a hair's breadth away from being caught by the zombies, but he was also extremely cautious, as if he had a pair of eyes growing on the back of his head. Each time, he would turn around in a hasty rush and alter his defensive line to escape.

"Fire Thunder, stop making groundless disturbances. I did not instruct Three Scars to attack you; it was merely Liu San bullying me and oppressing Three Scars even more. Three Scars only waved his arm, and Liu San was sent flying backward." Hearing Fire Thunder's words, An Lue knew it was disadvantageous to the Sword-Jousting faction, and immediately spoke up in response.

After giving instructions to the white eagle, Shaoyan placed the Tianshu and Tianxuan jades onto the white eagle, and then took out the ancient heavenly formation scroll to study it.

"Right. Although we didn't wipe out the War Leopard's headquarters this time, we inflicted heavy casualties on them. They will definitely launch a retaliation against the people of the Heavenly Stone Sect," Cui Shenshi said.

Chai Hua executed a carp krip, threw away the chain lock, and picked up the iron rod. With the iron rod in one hand and the chain lock in the other—now he possessed two formidable weapons.

At noon, Song Qin and Xu Yiyang walked into a tranquil restaurant near the company. A single glance revealed that it was far from cheap; normally, Song Qin would never have set foot in such a place.

"Alright!" Song Muyang reluctantly put down the toy he hadn't touched for days and walked to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"He's injured and has passed out. Look at the blood on his head, how can you say he's fine? No, I have to call an ambulance; I want to save him." Seeing that Lu Jingxing had fainted, Bai Wanqing grew worried that something might be wrong with him, and pulled out her phone, intending to dial the emergency services.

He still took his beloved to go shopping, because he considered that to be one of the most romantic things to do. In truth, sometimes doing nothing at all, simply accompanying the person you love to stroll around and buy a few things, was enough.

Su Yanyan was left standing in the same place, scolded, feeling a lingering sense of grievance in her heart, even though she was partly in the wrong for walking without watching her step.

Then came another wave of sharp pain, as if a multitude of memories were forcibly implanted into his brain—naturally, these were the memories of Lin Ming's previous berserk state.

Zhao Xiaoyao used a computer program to capture and judge through the surveillance footage, locked onto the target vehicle's movement trajectory, and then transmitted it via positioning and tracking to the car's internet system, displaying it on the central control screen to facilitate Du Powu's pursuit.

Therefore, regarding this point, Xi Yiran felt extremely, extremely happy, believing that that incident had been entirely worth it.

Yang Kexin opened the door to the front passenger seat and got in. Before getting into the car himself, Deng Liang placed a hand on the door frame, his gaze sweeping over me twice with an indescribable nuance.