Chapter 44: "An'an misses him a little"

Mina had a fair understanding of computers, but this jumble of letters and numbers was a different story. She operated on the almost instinctive belief that no one would use a password so tedious that it required decryption just to understand.

"Alright, since you are certain there are dead bodies underneath, I will immediately call Director Liu of the Bailu County Police Department and ask him to dispatch more men to assist us, striving to unearth the corpses today," Jiang Yuyan nodded and said.

The Saber-faced King scrambled up in a disheveled state, slowly picked up the sword that had been knocked flying, and then cast a lingering look of apprehension at Huairen.

I nodded and said, "Then go ahead and get busy, Brother Hao, I'll take care of my silly brother." Although Zhang Zihao had told me to call him uncle, whenever there were many people around, I still called him Brother Hao; I at least understood that much propriety.

Chiyou, the ancestor of the Demon race, wielded the divine might of demons and possessed heaven-defying strength. Legend had it that Chiyou represented an entire era of the Demon race. Later, following a great battle with the primordial god Pangu and the sealing by Patriarch Hongjun, Chiyou fell. Only then did the so-called Lord of the Demon race emerge. Chiyou was truly the powerhouse of an era.

Ye Jianguo's pupils suddenly dilated. He never imagined he could be controlled so easily, and worse still, the most vulnerable part of his body was held in the grip of Yechen. With just a gentle squeeze from Yechen, his windpipe could be crushed to pieces.

Gan Liang was slightly surprised. Xu Fali was, after all, a kung fu superstar; for him to transfer to a new company like Murong Film and Television was truly hard to believe.

"I heard that hospital offers great service and has solid profits, but you can't live on thin air. How about I support you from now on?" As soon as she finished speaking, Li Wei's face flushed red.

Han Ruoyu then tearfully recounted Gao Haoyu's romantic history, which naturally included some things she had witnessed along with her own subjective speculations, but this was already enough to relegate Gao Haoyu to the ranks of heartless cads.

When coming out of the restaurant, she originally wanted to sit in the back seat, but the moment Ji Siming opened the rear door, Xu Hui dove right in. Seeing the other side piled high with bags of newly purchased goods, she had no choice but to sit in the front passenger seat next to Ji Siming.

In the past, she always held Yiren's whip, but now she subconsciously drew his sword—could this be considered a form of progress?

"Wang Chao, the location has been finalized. As for the time, when do you think we should set it?" Liao Junhua asked.

This time, it was arranged by Huang Longshi. Without any of the constraints faced by the Liyang Dynasty, he uprooted all the river dragons and lake serpents of the martial world, dragging them all out to populate the new martial arts ranking.

It could be said that whether this "Martial Arts Tournament" succeeded or failed would directly impact his official career.

"It's cold outside, put on your coat." He Changrong took out a coat and draped it over An Muhan.

Although Shen Huan's identity had already been exposed, the Music Billboard still followed its own rules, referring to singers by the names listed on their albums.

An Muhan struggled, trying to halt Yan Linling's actions, but her resistance fell completely flat in Yan Linling's eyes. If her struggle had any effect at all, it was at most flirtatious, serving only to ignite his desires.

"We'll be there soon, it'll be fine." Knowing that she suffered from motion sickness, Qin Su gently consoled her.

Yet now, for some reason, Bai Zijin always felt a lingering awkwardness inside. She wondered if it was because she had transmigrated for too long that her thoughts had grown old-fashioned as well.

Furthermore, she had heard that the leaders of both the Flame God Society and the Qingdi Alliance were extremely fond of Qin Yang, which was why he dared not be overly presumptuous, forcing him to swallow his anger and keep it hidden in his heart.

What baffled Luo Bingzhang was that every time an imperial decree was received, Bao Qibao's name was never included; and Bao Qibao's own confusion stemmed from this very reason.

The image of Zhong Jinyun's face, contorted in agony with bulging veins on the arena, flashed once more across Su Qi's mind.

"Don't be too extreme, and don't be too blind. Let's observe the situation first and play it by ear," Ye Feng said calmly, lacking his companion's agitation.

"It seems they really heeded my advice, or perhaps they intend to wait and see in Xinyun City. I just wonder where Bai He has gone, but I must make a trip to the Ling family," Qin Yang muttered to himself.

Niu Abang, however, secretly cheered in his heart. If not for the fact that he couldn't afford to provoke Cao Fang, he probably would have jumped out to applaud and cheer for Chen Yi.

"Cough, cough..." Old Li could no longer hold back and broke the silence inside the carriage, immediately receiving a fierce glare from the young man in the rearview mirror.

Judging by Ye Liuxing's appearance, he looked to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old. No one would ever guess that he was actually a middle-aged man approaching fifty.

"Brother Jade Emperor told me all those secrets back then; he shouldn't have kept anything hidden regarding these matters. Could it be that Brother Jade Emperor doesn't know the origins of white and black people either?" Chen Yi frowned and muttered to himself.

"Hehe..." Qin Zheng chuckled involuntarily, genuinely feeling that today's day-long companionship had been entirely worth it. Yet a slightly aggrieved "Daddy" from beside him jolted him out of his reverie.

Surrounding those few cities reduced to ruins, the Japanese army and the Xinghua Army garrisoned on Mindanao fought a series of offensive and defensive battles. Every battle ended with the Japanese army suffering the losses. Whether attacking or defending, the Japanese casualties were immense.

This was merely the first day, yet she had already committed such a low-level blunder. At that moment, she felt like bashing her head against a wall.

Not to mention the countless viewers and players watching the live stream in the distance, who remained completely oblivious to the transformation of the Lord-tier entity. They merely assumed the Lord BOSS had shifted into a new form with slightly different traits while everything else remained unchanged.

"Explain to me first what the power of the primordial gods is!" Zhang Baoyin revealed a curious expression.

Upon receiving the letter, Mitaro Mamiya ultimately decided to go and meet the Eighth Route Army in person. Even knowing the high risks involved, Mitaro Mamiya resolutely led a Japanese infantry squad to accompany him to the designated meeting place for the handover of the bodies.