Volume One, Chapter 43: Into the Tiger’s Den

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But strangely, as time passed, the excruciating pain not only failed to worsen, but gradually subsided.

The pain transformed into a strange current of heat that slowly flowed through his frozen limbs and bones, dispelling some of the chill.

[Fragment Fusion Rate: 45%]

[New Ability: Mirror Warning]

[Description: Allows the user to sense danger in advance.]

Just as Su Haoming’s consciousness was sinking into a haze, his heart suddenly gave an inexplicable jolt.

Several blurred shadows seemed to flicker before his eyes—several figures dressed in purple were carefully searching along the lakeshore. They were already less than a hundred paces from the thicket where he was hiding!

He shuddered and instantly came fully awake, every muscle in his body snapping taut...

The Han Xiao of the past had not been capable enough to pursue the matter further. Besides, he could tell that even if he had pressed Fang Tianzheng for an answer back then, Fang Tianzheng would not have explained any more. He might even have accused him of reaching beyond his station.

The island was half concealed beneath the clouds and mist below, while above, it was shrouded by the barrier of a formation. Deliberately left half-visible, the barrier shimmered with spiritual light beneath the rising sun. From a distance, it looked like an immortal isle that had drifted down into the mortal world.

The male demon cultivator’s face turned livid with anger. Yet after glancing at the Immortal Path cultivators who seemed to be faintly surrounding him, he knew that making a scene here would bring him little benefit. Without changing expression, he flung his sleeve, strode rapidly into his room, and slammed the door shut.

The Spaniards chased the Indians all the way to the wooded slopes at the edge of the valley before finally stopping. By then, the entire broad valley was carpeted with Indian corpses, and a thick, nauseating stench of blood permeated the air. Clearly, the Indians had suffered a devastating blow and crippling losses.

If that was the case, why was the Lu Sheng’er before him doing something so unfamiliar to Su Qiancheng?

The choice of fish species, place of origin, freshness, and even the part of the fish from which the meat was taken were all extremely particular.

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Day after day passed. Following Xiahou Qingyi’s instructions, Xia Amei no longer entered the kitchen, and her injuries gradually improved.

She must have discovered something detrimental to them, and the threat had certainly come from He Yanxin. That was why she did not dare speak of it lightly.

Once they reached town, Xue Lingyun found everything novel. Anything edible, she tried at least once, but she absolutely refused to pay. Fortunately, Xia Amei had saved a little private money the last time, enough to indulge her for a while.

Using plain boiled water to make fish-ball soup would cost nothing, but the result would be bland and tasteless, so it was clearly unsuitable as well.

Lu Yunhua’s hand was tracing shapes in the air not far before her chest. Upon hearing her question, he froze.

He no longer understood what was happening. It seemed that he had not helped with anything by coming here today; he had merely stood there calmly for a moment. He began to wonder why Lu Yunchen had sent him here in the first place. He truly had not played any role whatsoever.

After the final glass of cola slid down, the stomach that had been famished all morning finally received a little comfort.

Moonlight streamed through the window and fell across Qin Lie’s face. His sleeping expression was peaceful and serene. His eyelashes were long, thick, and curled, as though they had only just been done.

Within the Lidao Sect, there was not a single person capable of refining pills—not even a physician skilled in saving lives. Where, then, could there be a pill master? Besides, this place had no use for the weak. That disciple had merely heard that the medicine he refined possessed miraculous effects and had come to try his luck.

Qiao Yu found Ye Jiaoyue’s arrangement quite satisfactory. In fact, he had entertained the same idea long ago, but for various reasons had never been able to put it into action. In any case, Ye Jiaoyue had once again volunteered to serve as his scapegoat. Why would he refuse?

Qi Si picked up the contract and held it before the lamp for a long while. He even tested it with every method he knew, yet still found no hidden writing. There were too many traps in this day and age. For all he knew, he might sign some kind of life-or-death agreement.

She felt that she might truly have disappointed everyone’s expectations of her. She had originally hoped to make the Production Department the fairest and most impartial department in all of MG, but clearly, reality had not turned out that way.

A pair of long, well-proportioned legs stepped into the bathing pool, one after the other, and the noises from the adjoining room abruptly ceased.

Tang Cheng was about to speak again, but Lin Leqiu no longer allowed him to explain. She directly captured his lips with hers, and the two began to kiss. At first, Tang Cheng resisted, but before long, he too gradually became intoxicated and enthralled by the sweetness of Lin Leqiu’s lips and tongue.

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“Your Excellency, the President, what color do you like?” Leng Zibing asked softly, maintaining a perfect smile.

Taking out his phone, he found that there was already a signal. Looking exhausted, Lu Shaoqian asked someone to come pick him up. Yet when the car arrived, he did not see Leng Zibing anywhere along the entire journey back. Could someone have come to collect her?

“I still have my promises. I still have Shengtian. Do I still have friends?” Dugu Ming’s heart gradually emerged from the slaughter, and the image buried deep within him surfaced once more.

Wu Ting was deeply disappointed. He had thought he would finally learn its secret, but in the end, he still knew nothing.

The graceful figure glanced at Zhao Long, her brows drawn tightly together. “Hold on!” With that, she continued supporting Zhao Long as they moved forward.

While Young Master Cherishes Flowers made his move, the remaining people had already engaged Daoming. For a time, blasts of force shot in every direction.

The lieutenant colonel was stunned as well. He had not expected Liu Pingfan to be so bold, and swung his fist straight at Liu Pingfan’s face. As befitted a soldier, the punch was powerful, accompanied by what sounded like an explosive crack as it tore through the air.

“How could I, Zhu Yifei, refuse to honor my word? It’s just that our wager will have to be modified, since I was the one who voluntarily conceded. I can do only three things for you, and none of them may place the Vermilion Bird royal clan in danger!” Zhu Yifei said in a low voice.

Endless golden radiance rose from Shile’s body. At that moment, he transformed into the Golden-Furred Roar! One roar shook heaven and earth, and the ground beneath them shattered completely into powder.

The allied army of the Five Cities mistakenly believed that Dugu Hong had been defeated and retreated, so they pursued him with their troops. They never imagined that they would fall into the ambush Dugu Hong had prepared in the valley.

At this point, the Nether Behemoth paused. Bing Xin, however, urgently pressed him for more.

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