Chapter 92: Don't Want It
Xu Yancheng arched his brow, utterly caught off guard by Lin Lu’s words—even in his dreams, he wouldn’t have imagined this.
“Which hotel?”
“Shallow Bay.”
A cold chuckle escaped Xu Yancheng’s lips, and his car sped off like a streak.
He was already regretting not driving his sports car to the office that morning.
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If, before this, his claim that she belonged to him had merely shocked people, then at this moment, his wife’s actions rendered everyone utterly dumbfounded.
Xia Mo deliberately slowed her speech, fully aware that the armor Bai He wore was laced with poison. As long as she could drag things out, the toxins would inevitably take effect. By then, there would be no need for explanations—Xia Hongmang’s lies would naturally collapse.
Xia Hongmang had followed as well. That wretched Xia Shuangbai had at least offered one sound piece of advice: she needed to keep a close eye on Murong Xuan and never allow him to be alone with Xia Shuangbai. Thus, even though her wound still ached, she forced herself to come along.
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An Yujing nodded and climbed into the carriage. Lifting the curtain, she saw who was inside, and a thunderclap seemed to explode in her mind; the joy from moments ago instantly faded by half.
Her hands, greatly strengthened through genetic modification, closed unerringly around the necks of the Fran princes.
“My brother-in-law said I should make this quick!” Ying Yin’s words nearly made even the stoic man spit blood. He wasn’t unfamiliar with Ying Yin, but he had never seen him display humor before. Only now did he realize that Ying Yin’s humor was a deadly weapon.
But don’t forget what you promised me—you said you’d stay with me for a lifetime, never leaving nor forsaking me.
How could things turn out this way? Huo Tainan had already grown accustomed these days to Chu Liangrao nestling in his arms as she slept. Hearing her words now only made him more determined to buy an estate as a surprise.
Perhaps everyone present knew Yuanye Yi, but only Yuan Xiao had ever seen him in such a state.
Five square divine swords descended, cleaving down with golden, wooden, earthen, fiery, and azure brilliance—five radiant arches streaking across the sky.
So, even though the team hadn’t yet ventured out to investigate the state of the city’s herbs, it was tacitly accepted that the mountain ship had already reduced them to ashes.
The Immortal Realm was vast, its experts beyond counting. Even if the demon clans harbored rebellion, war would not erupt so soon.
“This is the calamity fated for the master. If he survives, he will ascend to immortality at once. If not, we will intervene to save him,” the phoenix calculated, speaking solemnly.
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“You’re already quite old, yet only cultivated to the fifth stage of Innate Realm. Shouldn’t you feel ashamed? Why are you so pleased with yourself?” He Shigui remarked with a smile.
Lu Kun gazed curiously at the liquid, which emitted a rich, distinctive aura—its wood element was overwhelmingly strong.
The celestial flame clinging to Luoyu instantly invaded Gonggong’s body, filling him with unbearable heat.
“Die!” Yet Li Bai, already under the control of the Demonic Orchid, remained unconscious. Seizing the moment while Long Tianqi focused on channeling his spirit orb, he appeared before Long Tianqi, the Violet Thunder Sword in his hand flashing toward the latter’s heart.
Shen Mengyao did not answer. Sitting cross-legged atop Lu Kun, she appeared to be in deep meditation. Her aura rose steadily, breaking through the bottleneck of early Foundation Establishment with ease and advancing to the mid stage.
The cylindrical beam of the flashlight panned around the room. Aside from the door on the left, there were now two additional doors on the right—no longer a smooth wall.
In the eastern district of Datian City stood a sprawling mansion—the stronghold of the Yu family.
Not until Qian He and several other Nascent Soul cultivators arrived did they recognize Wu Yan. They were astonished by his cultivation; in just over a hundred years, Wu Yan had reached the mid Nascent Soul stage, while Qian He himself was still at the same level, unable to break through.