"If you're going to die, just die peacefully! Why are you bothering me!"

He's about to have a good life! Why are you making things difficult for him?!

The old lady felt a little sad, but only for a moment. She then sneered and said, "Yes, it is indeed my fault. The biggest mistake I made was raising you into an ungrateful wretch!"

Kang Junxi's face was full of resentment: "Did I ask you to support me?"

If it weren't for

Shui Yiren smiled and told Shui Yifu to go wash up first. She then slaughtered and cleaned the pheasant, chopping it into pieces.

A thought suddenly struck him: the incense smoke evoked a sense of mystery, mixed with a touch of sacredness. He rose to thank the old monk and bid him farewell.

After all, the commander of the Imperial Star is a rare military star. Not only is he a military star, but he also possesses all the scheming and planning that a leader should have. Otherwise, how could the Imperial Star have remained peacefully and steadily as one of the seven great stars for so many years?

Qiao'er squinted at Luo Chenxing as if she could see through something, making Luo Chenxing feel uncomfortable.

She's been recognized, so what's the point of pretending? She doesn't want to be really expelled or taken back to Huanxing.

With her exceptionally flexible body, Qiao Mandong curled up into a ball and slowly reached behind her back with her hands, which were bound behind her back, to the shoe where the blade was hidden. She slowly removed the heel, felt for the blade, put the shoe back on, and then, holding the blade, began to slowly cut the straps binding her wrists.

However, it's not a life-threatening situation. Even if he doesn't get along with the ghost, that ghost will still give him face.

The handsome man's face showed signs of fatigue from his journey, but a smile played on his lips when he looked at her.

Anthony glanced at the beverage can on the ground, then flew into a rage, forcefully shaking off Alice's hand and roaring.

Mo Qianyan kept his eyes calm as he saw the dark figures attempting to return to the stone wall above, as if they were returning to where they came from.

Out of consideration for their long-standing friendship and Bai Muchen's feelings, he had already helped Fang Qinrui enough.

What urgent matter could someone who can't even recognize his voice have? The company doesn't stop functioning without him.

Those following behind pointed and commented on President Jiang's car, after all, it was a car they had worked hard for over twenty years to afford, so they wanted to take a closer look.

Left with no other choice, Nie Bin had to coax and push Xue Mei, who was hoping to spend some time with him, back to her bedroom with great difficulty.

Most people were both excited and expectant about this sudden news, and inevitably felt a little restless.

But just as he was about to turn back, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Because ghost cultivators are weak in the immortal realm and the lineage of ghost cultivators is scarce, even though he possesses an Ascension-level expert, he can only cower in the Southern Heaven Domain, daring neither to provoke the human race nor the demon race.

Upon hearing this, Qing couldn't help but feel regretful. If Ruo Tuo Long Wang had made his move before the finals, he wouldn't have had to participate.

Qing was taken aback upon hearing this. He claimed to be the successor of the Sword God, which meant he was an immortal whose lifespan was measured in hundreds of years, a far cry from that of humans.

When he goes berserk, he's like a wild beast, tearing and scratching people everywhere. Fang Qing once had his skin scratched and was almost bitten through the throat by him.

Some people with extraordinary cultivation can move mountains and fill seas, pluck the sun and moon with their bare hands, and travel through time to see the future. It seems that the god of fate has truly favored him this time, allowing him to come into contact with such a real world of immortals and heroes, and his dream has become a reality.

When Gu Guoguo heard the last sentence about the immortal Lingyu, her heart skipped a beat. She tilted her head and only looked away after the person had walked away.

"Wearing this is worse than not wearing anything at all!" Li Ming stared at the light green underwear and said in a rough tone.