Chapter 124: The Deal

The woman glared at Shi Yi with venomous eyes, a cold sneer playing on her lips.

"Do you think I would believe a word you say? You running dogs!"

She tilted her head to the side, assuming the posture of one resigned to her fate. Bound by Shi Yi and the others, she had no room for resistance. Having killed so many, she knew these police officers would surely see to it that she met her end. Yet, she felt no fear; her only regret was not having...

She then fixed a frigid, piercing gaze upon Si Luan, as if she would drink Si Luan’s blood if the girl refused to drink the blood of the devil ray.

Meanwhile, Gu Zuocheng, not knowing where else to take Su Jinru, had brought her to a hotel.

She was well aware of what had happened to her. She knew she had been in a car accident, knew she had once been on the brink of death, and knew that Guo Ran had been by her side every day, talking to her.

A twenty-five-year-old girl? She must not be married yet. If she wasn't married, that was a good thing; even if she were, it wouldn't matter. Her target was Luo Yiming, and as long as the objective was achieved, that was all that counted.

Xiao Fan stood frozen, not knowing how to interrupt his father, feeling utterly bewildered.

A sense of sweetness seemed to spread through the depths of her heart, and a gentle expression unfurled across her features.

More than an hour later, A Shilong arrived at the street opposite the Longtang Society. He parked his car, put on his sunglasses, and quietly climbed over the wall into the back courtyard.

However, the Thousand-Spirit Phantom Slash, capable of shattering mountains and rocks, had absolutely no effect on those figures made of black mist.

Xiahou Chen examined the paper and the ink of the painting; it was certainly not new and appeared to be several years old.

Seeing Ye Tian so full of life, the weight finally lifted from Kana’s heart. She gave him a radiant smile, a sight that left all the men in the class momentarily dazed.

Kingpin, still struggling amidst the flames, finally turned completely translucent before dissipating in a fit of resentment.

Wang Ben said sternly, "If you aren't one of them, I will take this as you merely blowing off steam, and that will be the end of it. But if you truly intend to hold me accountable, I ask you: do you have the strength to do so?" The latter half of his sentence was delivered with severe intensity and an imposing air.

Thus, Bu Fan began his frantic tree-striking training. Thinking of the words Lin Fuman had just spoken, he swung his fists with increasing ferocity, strike after strike, refusing to stop until his palms were swollen and red.

Li Song feared Wang Daming wouldn't be able to withstand the bald man’s punch. He had wanted the bald man to knock some sense into Wang Daming, but since the blow posed a lethal threat to Li Song himself, he stepped in to block it.

Song Lingling had been to the Junlin Building with Jing Yijun before, but this visit felt somehow different from the last.

After hearing Ye Bin’s account of the matters beneath the earth, You Ying prepared to set off for the Earth Aperture immediately. She believed that since she cultivated the Great Dao of Yin Creation, all yin-attributed forces in this world were subject to her command; even the ancient frost-nether energy, despite its extreme cold, did not daunt her.

She looked very intellectual, with a short, pure-looking haircut. Seen from behind, apart from her perfect figure, she appeared no different from any other college student.

The dozen or so Beggar Sect disciples began to wake up, though they had no strength left in their bodies and could only lie limply on the ground.

Or perhaps, in certain leveling maps, the damage dealt by divine artifacts to monsters was completely nullified.

Facing the encroaching bone spirits, Nan Yao took a deep breath and loosened his grip slightly on his obstacle-clearing blade. The areas where he had been scratched were beginning to go numb; the poison wasn't too severe, but it was enough to hinder his movements.

"Is this the Golden Immortal Tribulation? Truly terrifying. A Golden Immortal is immortal, a Golden Immortal is eternal! To think that Kunpeng has reached such a realm. Good heavens, is this what they mean by 'surviving a great disaster brings a blessing'?" The Heaven-Swallowing Rat hid in the distance, its eyelids twitching uncontrollably as it watched the sea of lightning spanning tens of thousands of miles across the sky.