Chapter 110: Hongtian Blushed

Hong Tian and a few others drove the car, returning the money they had swindled from the families according to Monkey Brother’s account. Of course, excluding what they had spent, the amount returned wasn’t that much, but even returning a little earned the gratitude of those people. “Big brother, this is the last family. The man jumped off a building to prove his innocence, leaving behind only a widow and an orphan,” one of Hong Tian’s followers reported.

“Haha, the leader is truly the leader—look at that skill! Just watching is thrilling!” Pu Yang said with envy.

Since the Three Tails embodies the power of water-natured chakra, the place of resurrection must be a large lake or the ocean.

“Tch! Just wait and see who’s going to deal with whom,” Yan Zi said, barely restrained by Qiang Wei from taking action.

“Not bad. Rumors in the village are getting worse, even involving word that Teacher Kakashi is planning to defect,” Sasuke said gravely.

“Alright! I’ll wait for you outside!” Zhang Qianran extended her hand resolutely toward Qi Feng.

“Nonsense! Do you think I’m talking to a dog?!” one of the three who blocked Zhang Yifan sneered; he was a shield-player.

This was naturally unfair to Nangong Jing. If Nangong Changheng were even more ruthless, once he became the clan head and began to suppress Nangong Haohan’s branch, Nangong Jing would have no chance to rise.

With a bang, a gigantic spider hung upside down in midair, looking even more grotesque.

The demonic god’s phantom merely flipped in the air, instantly submerged in a sea of blood. An invisible, immense force effortlessly struck out; the remaining elite of the Hou Yi clan in the sky were all turned to blood. The fierce and terrifying potency of the curse was evident.

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year’s Eve. Inside and outside Yixing City, festivity was everywhere. The military camp outside the city was no different; soldiers jubilantly slaughtered pigs and sheep. This year’s celebration was truly rich and joyful.

Tai Yi mumbled a few grievances, then angrily bared his teeth at Liu Xin before obediently crouching aside to watch Liu Xin at work.

Leng Moyuan was momentarily stunned, then suddenly smiled at me: “Such a fierce Si Si must be the real deal!” He smiled happily, holding me as he spun around on the spot.

“Alright then.” Zi Long glanced at Si Gele’er, who wore a gentle smile, and spoke quietly.

Jiang Qicai still recalled that time when the Cosmic Core claimed to possess the universe’s greatest power, yet upon returning to Earth, it was reduced to washing dishes—a cruel irony. He couldn’t help but smile bitterly inside.

Yes, just now Jiang Qicai had used the simplest, most direct method. But undoubtedly, it was the only way to save her life.

At this moment, not only were LEO’s fans wildly cheering, but even those who originally supported their favorite stars showed undisguised delight in their eyes.

“Master, it’s a boy!” Sweating profusely, Madam Xu pushed open the door. This news was of utmost importance—the Li family’s lineage would continue! Instantly, the late father appeared in Old Li’s mind.

He spoke, but dared not look toward the bodyguards, fearing secrets would be exposed. His heart pounded wildly. He thought that once the Li traitor died, he would immediately lead his men to break out. In the chaos, they would surely escape.

Although Yuan Hui from the mountain had always been somewhat wary of these big shots, since Uzumaki Tomoki did not elaborate, simply sitting down, Yuan Hui had no choice but to stay by his side.

Speaking of which, Chen Yaofeng’s workers were really quite skilled—at least better than those at Hongwei Decoration. This pleased Su Leqing greatly. Since even Su Leqing was satisfied, Sister Xia naturally found no fault.

Wang Mei’s demands for a divorce caused quite a stir in Linshan Village; many knew about it. However, Wang Jianshu never expected Jiang Qicai to know as well. After hearing it, he was stunned, unable to imagine a child so young asking such questions, leaving him at a loss for how to respond.