Chapter 42 Aren't You Going to Hang Up Peppa?

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Under Li Zhishi’s silent, smiling gaze, the fat man suddenly widened his eyes after finishing those words and slapped his own head hard.

Both hands gripping the knife, his five fingers tightened nervously around the hilt. Unintentionally, the blade edged closer to Lan Lianxia’s neck.

Li Zhishi did not agree rashly. Instead, he said he would give them an answer after tomorrow’s council. In truth, he had given the same response to the people in charge of the Wei and Yan kingdoms.

He remained perfectly courteous, but the arrogance and disdain concealed in the sharp corners of his brows were still caught by Yun Feifan.

Fortunately, the dark creature did not attack her. After giving her a languid glance, it returned to the abyss through the black hole.

“By the way, Blockhead, you said I would run into danger. Could someone have discovered what we did before?” At the thought, the fat man was suddenly terrified. If they had truly been exposed, then for the days ahead in this world, they would probably have to live as fugitives.

His shirt slipped gently from his body, revealing his sturdy back before my eyes. His entire figure looked tall and well-defined, almost comparable to that of a male model.

Before leaving, he pressed a kiss to Vermilion Bird’s red lips. Vermilion Bird stared blankly at Shen Shishu’s departing back.

Listening to Madam Wang’s teasing, Wu Song returned to reality. The cute girl was unreliable after all—she had run off without clarifying the matter.

Every time she faced him, she felt tremendous psychological pressure and was always worried that he might take liberties with her.

Hearing this, Nangong Nianxi slowly lowered her hand. Just as Ming Haojie was about to open the door, she grabbed him and shook her head, stopping him.

“Baibai, do you think Yu’er is angry?” Ye Qinglei bumped Zhou Baibai with his shoulder and asked with a smile.

He had once been a father and was now a grandfather. No one understood better than he did what kind of paternal love this was.

In the northern part of the Central Region stood two supreme sects: the Jade Void Palace and the Immortal Dao Court.

Only when they had risen to five thousand meters did Zhang Fan and the black-robed man stop ascending. At that height, they unleashed even more powerful spells.

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Killing a Void Saint demon allowed one to exchange for an item worth no more than one thousand points, and the exchange could be made three times each month.

At that thought, she turned and glanced at Ming Haoduan. He was speaking with his father, his gaze drifting toward her from time to time. Nangong Qingrou immediately returned a faint smile. Yet the prince showed no reaction. She pondered this in confusion. He had clearly been looking at her—so why had he remained unmoved by her response?

Almost instinctively, Chu Nan activated his fourth-level clairvoyant power and used his Qi Observation Art in conjunction with the Heavenly Eye to look at the top of Xiao Zining’s head.

This was the distance from which a martial artist could swiftly draw a weapon, a movement seen only when preparing for battle or remaining on guard.

“You mustn’t. We cannot go to the prince.” Qin Yining spoke solemnly as she told Shopkeeper Zhong everything she had just deduced.

Yan Xi muttered as she ran to the bathroom, while Ah Heng set down the steamed bun, picked up the repair box, and went outside. Sure enough, he saw the bicycle, nearly reduced to wreckage.

“Why are you in such a hurry to leave? You haven’t even eaten.” Si Guan looked somewhat foolish. He and Yan Xi had been playing games all morning and were dizzy from it. Sister Zhang had urged them several times to come downstairs for lunch, but the battle on the screen had been too urgent for them to tear themselves away.

The sound of a snapped zither string rang out, jolting Ye Xunhuan’s body and awakening him from a certain state of mind. Everyone, including Mu Weiliang, stared at him as though they had seen a ghost.

The people gave contradictory opinions. In the end, only one old Chinese physician offered eight words: excessive worry; an illness of the heart is hard to cure.

At the same moment, Yan Tian, Yan Di, Elder Tian, and the other experts all launched attacks. The roughly thirty remaining half-step Eternal Realm experts of the Yan Luo Organization once again struck with full force at the powerhouses of the allied forces from the human realm.

Ah Heng gave a faint, mocking smile. He was used to it. He stretched out an arm across Yan Xi to switch off the radio, only to brush against finger bones that were distinct and smooth.

By then, he was already extremely close to the territory governed by the official post the imperial court had bestowed upon him. One could say that he had already acquired all the land he was authorized to administer. If he continued advancing, he would, strictly speaking, be overstepping his authority.

“Actually, we helped her not because we wanted to encourage her to defy her parents. We just felt that if we didn’t help, this girl might really board a train. The world outside is vast, and once she left, she would truly be difficult to find.” Bai Xi and the others were, by all accounts, quite dependable friends.

Xu Kexin hesitated for a long while before the hand gripping the jade pendant finally relaxed. She took out a strand of silver silkworm thread, threaded it through the pendant, and hung it around her neck. She clearly intended to keep it close to her day and night.

“Once Ye Xuan reaches the Divine Ability Realm, release him from the Dao Sect without anyone noticing and send him out to gain experience directly. That will save us a great deal of trouble. Concealing him is meant to protect him, and punishing him is also meant to protect him,” said Elder Xie.

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Shen Yunxi gave a light laugh, her disdain unmistakable. “There’s no need. I already know everything you want to say.” He merely wanted to tell her about the difficulties he had faced back then.

“Third Prince, tomorrow... tomorrow, Fei’er would like to invite you to go boating on the lake.” After Ling Yufei finished speaking, her entire face had turned as red as a ripe apple.

The group had set out at dawn and traveled until sunset. Everyone was somewhat tired, but no one dared say so.

Empress Wu’s thick lashes cast a sparse shadow in the backlight, while the chill in her gaze seemed ready to burst forth at any moment. Once those words had fallen, she did not utter another syllable. With a resolute turn, she walked once more into the inner Buddhist hall.

The man let out a cry of alarm. Flower Soul effortlessly lifted him with the God-Sealing Art, then tossed him away like a banana peel.

“You damned fool, can’t you take a little responsibility for yourself?” Wang Li rushed forward and pinched Shen Shisan’s nose, scolding him angrily.

Nestled against his strong, warm chest, her heart settled. She felt so secure and safe that, listening to his tender words, she could not help smiling sweetly.

Indeed. Apart from eating whatever she craved, she could not summon the slightest appetite for anything else. Could this be what people meant by recovering from a serious illness?

Their assault was so fierce that it seemed impossible to let them continue unchecked. A purely defensive approach was no long-term solution. It appeared that she had no choice but to fight them head-on.

He gritted his teeth and replied to Li Wenyen, “No matter what she is like, I will marry her. If you think you can use this excuse to break us apart, keep dreaming!” Feng Lin spoke furiously, the veins on his forehead bulging slightly.

“If Master Lei and I were enemies, then the origins of these two booklets would be...” Regardless of whether he understood illusion techniques, these belonged to an enemy. He would either carefully preserve them and study their secrets, or grind them to dust to vent the hatred in his heart. There was absolutely no reason to toss them casually into his home and then leave them unattended and unexamined.

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