Chapter 24

After all, my origin no longer holds much significance to me. But as for Xuan Jing, does he do this to buy my favor, or is he deliberately dragging me into the mud to shift the blame onto the cook?

Yun Qingyue’s gloomy gaze rested on the phone screen. Her finger tapped the contacts, located Ji Feichen’s number, and dialed.

Li Su’s bloodshot eyes instantly lit up. Like a drowning man clutching at a straw, he knelt before Jun Qinglan.

A strange fragrance suddenly filled the air—thin as a gossamer thread, lingering and persistent. At first sniff, it seemed like the scent of flowers and grass, but upon closer inspection, it hid a faint, elusive trace of blood.

Although the Jinyiwei guards did not understand the Thousand-Household official’s intent, obeying orders was ingrained in their bones, and they immediately sprang into action.

Yu Zonglin stroked his beard and remarked, "That is the logic, but when it comes to suspicion, isn't Chunmei a more likely candidate?"

"You fox, I’m angry!" A-Chu remained motionless, her shoulders heaving—this was how she looked when faking a cry, and I found it secretly amusing.

Mu Xuanying was not in a rush to ask about the previous night; she was merely worried that Ling Yao was sleeping uncomfortably and wanted her to move back to her room.

But now, as Soro observed these risen skeletons, he discovered they were remarkably intact, with dark, flickering lights in their eye sockets.

The clothing worn by Soro and his companions looked quite precious, and Lin Ya, in particular, wore attire that only nobles were qualified to don.

These dozens of sharks charged from all directions; even with a machine gun, it would be difficult to fend them off.

Kang Luoying was stunned, watching with a look of disappointment as Shen Qiang, who was about to fall into her arms, was intercepted by the Sleeping Fire Lotus demon, Ke Bizhu.

The long sword swept horizontally, aiming for the gap beneath the helmet, but it was struck midway by a fist against the blade, ultimately returning without success.

This crack was invisible to the naked eye and could only be perceived through spiritual sense, and from within it, waves of eerie, primordial energy constantly emanated.

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The four rotating Immortal Emperors drank fine wine, watching the glowing Flying Immortal Terrace with sneering eyes and mocking smiles.

He wore a thin, short cloth tunic, his shoulder-length hair loose, and he stood barefoot, his bronze-colored muscles coiled like thick, heavy steel cables.

General! An S-rank mission in an S-rank instance! That military map was actually a mission scroll, and one that directly triggered a conditional quest.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining 1 point of Divine Power!" The system’s voice sounded, leaving Soro very satisfied.

A deafening roar erupted from thin air, and the entire villa trembled violently. The continuous thunderous explosions finally caused the reinforced concrete structure to collapse.

Fatty Wang sat in the cave dwelling talking with Ouyang Tie-zhu, and seeing him enter, he stood up to greet him.

Renault patted his chest and said, "Naturally, otherwise I wouldn't dare recommend it to you, Mr. Leander. Since it is an ancestral secret recipe, it has never been leaked. If my family hadn't fallen into decline during the war and ended up destitute in Akalin, I would never have brought it out to make a living, alas..." He let out a long, theatrical sigh.

Li Xueyan’s strength was indeed formidable, arguably terrifying; the power she unleashed was enough to make one shudder.

Linghu Su was unwilling to defy the world to seize the throne, even though he possessed both the strength and the opportunity.

No matter how much Ling Yunfeng called out, no one would respond. Over the years, the residents here had changed batch after batch. The aunties who used to sit downstairs chatting had long since moved away.

One must know that this Emperor Kess was not someone they could afford to provoke. If he were to fly into a rage, the heads of everyone in the Freedom Circus would likely roll.

Jessie raised her glass and drained it. Will reached for his own, but Lin Xiao slapped his hand away and told the butler to replace it with a glass of fruit juice.

This scene left the Sixth Princess nearby gaping in astonishment; she hadn't even reacted before the person was instantly dead.

The old man rushed out of the kitchen wielding a large ladle, shouting urgently at Wu Feng and the others before charging into the courtyard. At that moment, six tall horses were parked there, their riders all looking fierce and malevolent. The leader was holding Gou'er by the waist, who was screaming and struggling in terror.

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Le Caiwei was only five or six years old at the time when her parents sent her to the Yin Gui Sect. The former sect leader took her as a disciple. At the apprenticeship ceremony, she didn't seem to have seen this man.

The people of the Tutu tribe were already intimidated; staying would serve no purpose, so it was better to let them leave with their food.

Xiao Lan had even less face to speak to Xiao Hong and could only stumble away, supported by the secret guards.

Jiang Li was startled, struggling on his shoulder, "What are you doing? Put me down!" Why did this man not play by the rules?

But if the child she gave birth to had been a boy, perhaps he wouldn't have drowned the baby.

Since it was because of him that Yiyi was injured and failed to perform at her full potential in the relay race, he should offer some compensation—perhaps provide her with some psychological counseling.

Oh no, she had said too much; her train of thought had drifted, and she couldn't remember at all what Xia Mingsu had said earlier.

Although Han Yi was his brother, Su Mo still led Bai Yanxi to Mu Youzheng’s side.

As Auntie Zhou spoke, Wang Xidi nodded repeatedly, feeling that everything she said was absolutely right.

Netizens in China, seeing their own country's singer running rampant in South Korea and sweeping all their music charts, all felt a sense of pride.