Volume One, Chapter 32: Come Live With Me

Xiao Xian could not bear to see his daughter suffer such indignity. He reached out and embraced her, then berated Xiao Shiyu sharply.
“Shiyu, the paternity test has already been done. Linlin is my biological daughter, and your aunt. If you cannot tolerate us as father and daughter, we will move out at once. In any case, my brother and I should have separated our households long ago.”
“Silence!”
Everyone turned to look at the owner of the voice.
After enduring all sorts of torment, the Barov family had all been transformed into undead, save for two who managed to escape, becoming guardians of their household.
“Why are you here as well?” The Prince of Jing’s attitude toward the heir was notably colder, brimming with impatience.
The Sand Monk reacted swiftly to the disturbance, spinning around in alarm. Long Lei Yan greeted him with a straight punch, pressing the mask inwards. The Sand Monk made no sound, falling flat on his back, crimson blood seeping out beneath the mask.
Though this exchange was brief and not fierce, it made both sides realize that their opponent was not someone who could be defeated easily.
Except for the dragon cavalry, whose whereabouts remained unknown, all other units were present, making Meng Gong’s command all the more deft. In a place like the Skeleton Marsh, only the special mounts of the skeletons could glide swiftly; true heavy cavalry would hardly be able to move.
If your flag falls to the ground, right-clicking it will teleport it back to your base.
Lin Jie stared blankly at the two girls. Why was it that after completing a dungeon, both of them had extraordinary encounters, while he had dutifully tanked monsters for half a day and received nothing?
The God-Slaying Sword and the Immortal-Slaying Sword remained with Li Chenglong at the Sword Saint Palace, serving as the core of the formation. He had refined most of them, and as long as he was not far from the two immortal swords, he could summon them at any time. Both swords could pierce through space and arrive at his side instantly.
The video was exactly the footage from the poetry association that afternoon. He had no idea who had filmed it, but they had begun recording from his very first poem. Such foresight—they clearly knew it would become popular.
Just as the power of despair surged, ready to reach into the core of Wang Yi’s sea of consciousness, a sudden change occurred. The Vajra Bodhi, which had previously concealed itself quietly within Wang Yi’s mind, suddenly radiated boundless light.
Kerry watched as the chief referee approached him. He knew that the moment Jordan hit the ground would be the moment his fate was sealed. In fact, he had mentally prepared himself the instant he made his move.
“All right, go make the arrangements. And let Chen Shou know, too. We’re not the only ones with a grudge against Fang Hua. As for what he chooses to do, it’s not our concern,” Zhang Ximin instructed.
She had not expected that, after five years of never leaving Tianze Peak, Meng Xiaoshuang would actually agree.
Over the years, although these few skills—being merely traditional martial arts—had gradually fallen out of use and become obsolete, Zhou Zixiu had never intended to reach extraordinary heights, surpass the ancients, or innovate a new school. He simply treated them as habit.
“Old B, I’ve got an idea!” After sashimi flew to Xiang Lan’s side and whispered a few words, several fireballs rushed toward them.
Li Hongyu understood that Li Renhe was worried about Li Hongyi. Though he himself could not experience such paternal affection, he fully grasped it. Yet Li Renhe remaining here would not be of any help and would only make the killer more alert.
Fang Hua looked at Liang Shanjie with some difficulty. The other was gazing at him expectantly, but Fang Hua knew that this grand constitutional movement would ultimately end in failure; the constitutionalists would find nothing but a sham.
A dense crowd filled the hall, whose boundaries were impossible to see. No one knew how many people were trapped here. The strands of hair wriggled, and every so often, some human-shaped blackened figures would be thrown out from the hair, then some would drag these charcoal-like figures away.