Chapter 64: Not Answering Calls, Not Responding to Messages
He had always treated her like a frog in slowly heating water, and she fancied herself able to handle him with ease. How foolish she had been, to think that snatching Zhou Ci from Zhou Yili's hands was anything but naïve. It was his outward composure that was so misleading, or perhaps it was merely her own arrogance and self-deception. Gu Shenshen no longer knew what she felt at this moment—only...
After writing it out, I posted the notice. The pudgy young man's thievery was almost magical, so to prevent him from stealing again, this was the only method I could use.
The escape of the One-Legged Ghost startled me, but chasing after him was pointless now; I was far more concerned about Zhang Zhifang’s condition. When dealing with evil ghosts, I could destroy them as soon as I grasped the cause and effect, but with people, it was different—the key lay in their own resolve and inner demons.
The Deep Sea Giant Octopus was nothing like the ordinary kind; while a normal octopus had many tentacles, they were thin and not all that visible at a glance. But the giant’s limbs were not only numerous but thick, each one clearly distinguishable.
“Husband, you must come to see me,” Lin Xian’er said, a trace of bitterness at her lips. She had no wish to be parted from the man she loved; though they had spent a long time together in the Immortal Land of Qiongyao, it was far from enough for her—it felt as fleeting as a dream.
Inside the office, Niu Suqin was tossed onto the sofa by the man, tumbling down like a steamed bun.
Seeing this message filled my heart with joy. I thought to myself that I would never need to worry about Qin Ting’s safety again and could take her to and from school every day.
When Da Kai, built like a bear, slowly carried a butcher knife out of the car, his face changed. He hurried past us, not daring to look back as he ran off into the distance.
At that thought, I hurriedly dropped to the floor, rolling nimbly a few times to hide under the sofa.
He decided to send the money to He Wumei through Charcoal Ball. He trusted the black cat’s intelligence to understand and convey his intentions, sparing him from having to show up in person and frighten anyone.
From the three graves, black, corrupted matter began to well up. It seemed as if living people had been frozen mid-melt—half human, half corpse-water, writhing together in a dreadful mass.
“Of course, our slots are limited. Although Irene is also an A-class practitioner, she seems far too weak! Such an important spot can’t be given to her,” Vivian said, shaking her head.
“Your Highness, why…” Zhi He started, but trailed off due to Princess Qiling’s presence.
“So, you two are married now?” Li Li’s eyes suddenly gleamed with an unreadable light.
Boom! Beneath the seabed, a yellow torrent surged furiously from the earth. The current was eerie, and those nearby could clearly hear the wailing of malicious spirits within its flow.
“Retreat! Retreat!” the enemy leader bellowed at the top of his lungs. This mission was a disaster—he’d be lucky to make it back to base alive.
He dared not admit he had been desperate to relieve himself; if word reached that “vicious-tongued woman,” she’d probably kick him and accuse him of disrespect.
He knew little of what was truly happening and realized that pointless speculation would only bring more trouble. It was better to let things unfold and investigate slowly.
Her defenses, already riddled with cracks, couldn’t withstand the second strike of lightning at all. In a mere instant, they shattered completely, reduced to dust.
“Qin Li is everything to me! I gave him my first time—I have no regrets!” Ji Ruyu, lost in her thoughts, suddenly snapped back to clarity.
In this Immortal Realm, aside from several powerful sects, the four ancient clans were also formidable forces.
After everyone was seated, they gazed at the exquisite food and the immaculate tableware. A few keen-eyed guests noticed that the utensils were made of silver, with golden inlays and carved patterns.