Actually, Qin's father didn't say anything to Qin's mother during that phone call.

They only let her go home.

By saying this, he prevented Qin's mother from worrying too much.

Qin's mother didn't really worry about things at home along the way.

At most, they probably thought it was because having two kids at home was difficult to manage.

There are also two elderly people—the old and the young—so she really can't stay outside for too long.

But to her surprise, as soon as she entered her home, she saw her husband with red eyes.

The Chaos Bell combines offense and defense, not only capable of suppressing all of space and time, but also able to deflect attacks from any treasures or divine weapons, as well as damage from all supernatural powers and spells.

Zhang Wei quickly took a step back, distancing himself from the man, clutching his chest and panting heavily, one hand instinctively reaching into his robes.

One hundred catties of life essence is not a small amount; it's enough for Qingyang to recover from his injuries. Originally, it would have taken Qingyang at least ten years to recover, but now he's confident he can recover within six months.

"Tsk," looking at this second order, it wasn't about torment anyone anymore. The young man narrowed his eyes, his long, slender, white index finger resting on the cold, white chin, his brows slightly furrowed.

Yun Lingxiao frowned slightly, and just as she was about to return it to him, she suddenly smelled a light and faint scent. She brought the exquisite red gold hibiscus pendant to her bright eyes to examine it carefully, and the corners of her mouth under the white brocade curved into a smile.

Although the words were quoted from ancient times, they still sounded very inspiring and indirectly expressed the Dongge King's submission to our dynasty.

As those disdainful and mocking voices rang out beside him, Mo Qi, who had been sitting calmly and quietly in his seat, narrowed his eyes, and his aura became somewhat dangerous.

The situation was extremely critical. Even if Su Lingfeng used the third move of the Annihilation Thunder Technique, he would still find it difficult to break the deadlock.

Mo Qi's heart suddenly felt as if an iceberg had melted. His deep, dark eyes were filled with a rare tenderness. His Adam's apple bobbed beautifully, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the smile on his lips could almost take one's heart out.

Seeing Xie Jingxing like this, Jian Huanyan felt even more guilty. She pulled Bei Yunchen aside and secretly watched from a corner, but didn't dare to go out and greet him.

With a look of fervor, the burly young man quickly got out of his Pagani and strode toward the black Buick minivan.

"It's my fault, brother. I'll comb your hair again when we get home, and I promise it will look even better than Hongling's." Gao Shan made this promise while muttering to himself that he really needed to learn how to comb hair.

Strangely, when they arrived, they found the shop was already under renovation. Cheng Yongzhe frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"What do you mean? Are you criticizing me now?" Old Mrs. Liu said impatiently. Her eldest son was fine in every other way, but she didn't know why he was so good to that good-for-nothing son.

On the tray lay a transparent box, inside which lay a sapphire-encrusted dagger.

After the Yan family fell into ruin, Shi Dingtian became disheartened, resigned from his official post, and retreated to the mountains to live in seclusion, never to concern himself with worldly affairs again.

After putting out the fire, they rushed back to the battlefield with the team to help rescue the wounded. Once the wounded were rescued, they began to treat them. They didn't stop for a moment. How tiring that must have been.

"If I were killed here by you, wouldn't I be too ashamed!" Lu Chen roared in the air, and the black Abyss Star Sword shone with a dazzling light.

However, while others might fear this Seventh Master, he wasn't. He was merely at the peak of the Bone Forging stage, nothing to brag about.

He ran wildly with the torch in his hand, covering several miles in one breath, until he could no longer hear any muffled sounds, at which point he stopped to catch his breath.

The entire temple was incredibly dark, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. The pitch-black night made this already eerie ancient temple even more sinister and terrifying. The wrathful deities carved in the air on the walls were even more frightening, with their wide, peerless eyes glaring angrily.