Chapter 43: Re-entering the Wolf's Den

Consciousness struggled to surface from the deep sea, heavy and blurred.
The first thing to recover was the sense of touch—an extreme discomfort of being tightly bound and curled up in a cramped space.
Shi Chuchu moved slightly, only to find her entire body encased in a tough, opaque bag. Her limbs could hardly stretch, and her breathing felt somewhat stifled.
It wasn't just her breathing that felt suffocated; her heart felt oppressed as well.
Again and again, why did everyone have to come and scheme against her...
Seeing the two of them reconciled once more at this moment, she felt that if she were to make any more fuss, it would be going a bit too far. Therefore, she decided to stop while she was ahead.

"Dark Venomous Shot!!!" Standing within the dozen-meter-high zombie protective barrier, Walaji wore a bizarre smile. The virulent poison of the zombie, buried for years, hundreds of years, thousands of years, possessed enough potency to instantly kill a Tier 6 magical beast even at the slightest touch.

After staring deeply for a few moments, he took a wine vessel from the attending maid at the side, and then forcefully shoved the chalice into Yu Zi's hands. Just as his warm palm made contact with hers, his pinky finger, whether intentionally or not, gave her palm a light hook.

Chi Yucheng looked around in confusion; everywhere was barren, with nothing to be seen except some weeds, leaving her at a loss for what to do.

However, the long spear thrust into empty space. Wanyan Yun secretly thought it bad—was it his own illusion?—and hurriedly tried to withdraw his body to dodge, but it was already too late.

At this moment, she was still holding a bright red apple, leisurely taking bites while waiting to watch the good show soon to unfold.

Behold, the sonic pillar instantly pierced through Li Yang's body, yet left no trace whatsoever on the surface.

Jiang Lai adapted this song, incorporating a new vocalizing segment. Their tacit cooperation, paired with top-tier live sound engineering, made the performance an absolute perfection.

With so many wise thoughts suppressed by Li Yang and burning atop the alchemy furnace, they naturally would mount a resistance, attempting to defy the heavens.

The swordsmen looked at one another, pondering her words. And sure enough, the more they thought about it, the more logical it sounded.

The wife scrutinized him for a long time before finally recognizing that it truly was Lü Dongbin, and exclaimed, "You scared me to death!" It turned out that shortly after Lü Dongbin left, a group of people had come to build his house, and left as soon as it was finished.

Hiding inside a convenience store while eating ramen, she was also waiting for Lin Shenshi to emerge from the private-kitchen restaurant.

And when he named this particular video game, upon hearing it, she thought, *Hey, I've played all of these; they were the hit games back then.*

"What, are you working overtime today?" The office door was pushed open, and another voice rang out.

Yet for some reason, Ford managed to detect a suppressed anger within it. His heart tightened, and he instinctively halted his steps.

This time, Sun Wukong's clone appeared without a sound. Seeing the three-headed dragon attacking his side, he merely smiled and casually flicked his staff.

Thinking of the tragic days when she was learning array formations, Mo Tianwei could not help but sigh. Truly, a person's learning ability could be enhanced through the accumulation of time and unremitting effort.

But no matter how dissatisfied they were, it was useless. The interview before the autograph session was originally an optional segment; had they not gathered in a crowd to stake out COEX, leaving the SMTOWN staff with absolutely no other choice, Kim Myung-kyung and the others might have already escorted people upstairs long ago.

"The money is already prepared on my end. After deducting what needs to be repaid, there's about 700,000 left," Duan Manyu said.

"Anyway, isn't it enough just to complete the task assigned by the superior? Why so many matters that need explaining, isn't that right?" The middle-aged man rubbed his wine glass, speaking with meaningful insinuation.

There was no help for it, though—who told him to get injured? Once he recovered, he would definitely use this chance to take revenge.

Zeng Jiu hurriedly handed over a handkerchief with a smile on his face. It was truly rare for him to finish his medicine; she recalled that during his year of confinement in Nangong, no matter how severely ill he was, she had never seen him take any medicine.