The Ghost King Weeps for His Delicate Darling (3)

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Hua Mi silently closed the cabinet door.

“Wah, wah, wah, wah.”

“Oh, come on! Don’t cry! She isn’t scary at all. She’s actually very beautiful!” The red-clad evil spirit hurriedly drifted back and forth, trying to comfort her.

The blood-robed vengeful spirit pushed open the cabinet door and floated out. Looking at the evil spirit, she asked, “What are you doing? Comforting a human?”

She regarded the evil spirit as though she were looking at a traitor. After seeing her appearance, her expression grew even uglier.

“What are you doing dressed like that?”

“Nothing. I only arrived a short while ago.”

Ever since Chen Yunhe appeared, Zhuang Qingyan’s eyes had been filled with him, leaving room for nothing else.

Jiahao seemed to have a great deal he wanted to say to Su Ruoyao. After she slowly finished eating a rice ball, he asked, “Auntie, will you often come to my house and make rice balls for me?” He sounded hopeful, yet also somewhat afraid that Su Ruoyao would say no.

Hu Yijian remained silent. That sword strike had seemed casual, but in truth he had used considerable strength. Against someone in the late Radiant Reflection stage, he was confident he could kill them.

“Don’t give up, Yanzhong. One day, we’ll find the Fifth Young Master. I believe he didn’t leave of his own accord.” Su Ruoyao comforted Cheng Yanzhong.

Smith continued, “Sir, take a look. This is the video Tim sent me.” He immediately opened the videos of Zhang Yunze’s one-on-one fight with Tim, as well as the five-on-five match.

Seeing the situation, Luo Wusheng had more or less given up on her own: Fine. Even the Bamboo Pole thinks you’re unsuitable. Why force your way in? With that, she turned around and prepared to leave.

“The Great Way has no form, yet gives birth to Heaven and Earth; the Great Way has no sentiment, yet sets the sun and moon in motion; the Great Way has no name, yet nourishes all things. I do not know its name, so I reluctantly call it the Way.”

The old man who had been listening intently suddenly raised his brows when he heard the words “Banner of the Dead,” and a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Yunze had asked Coach Zhu Youzhuan for leave that day. He skipped the morning long-distance running practice and instead borrowed a commercial vehicle from the hotel with the team’s driver, making his way to Sanya Phoenix International Airport.

Even so, the thing let out several agonized screams. When I saw it trying to escape, I immediately pursued it with my peachwood sword.

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As I repaired the locomotive, I began constructing a plan in my mind. Children nowadays were different from those of the past. They did not lack toys; what they lacked were good toys, and their parents were willing to pay a great deal for them. If I looked for business opportunities in that area, it might be a promising idea.

Yu Haocheng had assumed that since Zhongjin had hired assassins to kill Cui Youzhen, the deed would certainly be accomplished with ease. Who could have imagined that Cui Youzhen would return to Korea completely unharmed and even successfully launch the film and television base project? This infuriated Yu Haocheng even further. Not even professional assassins could kill Cui Youzhen. Could Heaven itself be determined to destroy him?

The ghosts immediately scattered completely to the side. I thought I looked incredibly impressive, but Sima Qian said that I had exposed myself as a novice.

Only after hearing Sima Qian’s voice did I hurriedly turn my gaze toward her. Sure enough, she was right. Those two stinking corpses were already preparing to attack us. At that moment, the dead corpse suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground again, just as it had before.

After a buzzing round of discussion, everyone shook their heads, saying that they had never heard of the Brahma Mirror.

“It appears so.” The forensic examiner nodded as he spoke. I watched his solemn expression and remained silent for a long while.

In the vast city of Great Desolation, there was not the slightest sense of disorder. The rows of shops were neatly arranged, each with a clearly defined purpose. One glance was enough to tell what business each shop conducted.

The Immortal-Slaying Saber emphasized baleful aura. Although both weapons could strike terror into an enemy’s heart, the latter placed greater emphasis on the Way of Slaughter.

At that moment, the deputy captain noticed that the driver had actually fallen asleep and was about to cry out in surprise. Seeing this, I immediately turned around and covered his mouth before he could make a sound. Then I shook my head at him, frowning, and gestured for him to remain silent.

Boss Zhou said nothing. The other gatekeeper in charge naturally found it difficult to say anything either, and merely led the person who had escaped from below over to them.

“Danny, you’re from Misty Village. You must have been to this town before, right?” Donner attempted to lighten the atmosphere.

According to the American way of putting it, the United States had an obligation to protect its allies and all sorts of other obligations. That was merely a smokescreen. America did not truly care about any of that. What it cared about was how much profit it could extract.

Like the aircraft-carrier team and the information-technology team, the lunar exploration team was one of the Celestial Empire’s elite scientific teams, boasting nine academicians. Ye Chen met with them one by one, very pleased, and offered them many words of praise.

Wei Tianheng and the others were also wondering exactly how Ye Chen could provide them with the assistance they wanted.

In truth, she had merely brought the child into the palace for a day of fun. The palace had every sort of delicious food, drink, and amusement, and all she needed to do was keep a closer eye on Yinyin so that she would not trip or bump herself. Once Emperor Jingyi entered the palace and finished examining Consort Xian, she would bring the child back. At worst, she would receive another scolding.

This seemingly ordinary factory, however, had already been filled with all kinds of plants. Some had been purchased from Lin Zeng’s online shop, while others had been exchanged for in the secret realm.

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His business was actually that of a supplier to one of Zhang Chengyi’s subsidiary companies. As long as Zhang Chengyi wished, he could replace this supplier at any time.

Huan Wen nodded, finding the idea fairly agreeable. His actions also demonstrated one thing: he had not placed his hopes for the invasion on the division of Rome’s forces—at least, not in the initial stages.

The athletes had already begun discussing among themselves. Xiao Ran glanced calmly at Ning Tao and saw that he was drenched in sweat, his entire body trembling. Unable to help himself, he let out a soft laugh.

However, once the four retainers worked together, their four weapons complemented one another perfectly, and Li Fuyao was no longer certain that he could end the battle quickly.

“Silan, I think we should go back. It’s very late,” Li Ling said at that moment.

The five girls in the dormitory had gone to bed rather late the previous night, so they were still hiding beneath the warm blankets and sleeping soundly.

“Yes, but you must not go rushing into that secret passage. Otherwise, it will certainly be a journey from which no one returns.” The abbot offered a warning. Xieyang thanked him in response, yet felt a surge of worry. Their prince had endured countless battles, and whenever danger arose, he would surely be able to turn misfortune into fortune. That was a trust forged through endless trials and tempering.

Su Li spoke while pretending not to see anything, turning his head this way and that, calling out once here and once there.

Every word Wang Zui spoke pierced Su Ruran’s heart like a blade, striking her spirit again and again like thunder from a clear sky. Su Ruran shut her eyes in pain, clenched her fists tightly, and felt the veins bulge on her forehead.

Ji Tianqi cast a casual glance at Ai Qianqian with his slightly narrowed dark eyes. A wicked smile curled across his alluring red lips.

They had not seen how Chen Han had moved at all. The only time they saw his hand was now, holding Zhang Biao’s fist directly before their eyes.

“That’s just how it is. Look, this bottle of liquor is over fifty percent alcohol. You drank it all at once and nothing happened. An ordinary person would have reacted long ago,” Hong Hong said.

After admiring the weapon in his hand for a while, the man finally remembered what he was supposed to be doing. He hurriedly attached the various components to his belt, then drew a deep breath and raised the firearm in his hand, aiming it at the scrap-metal scarecrow they had prepared long ago.

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