Chapter 31

Xing Huaigang, having finally managed to take a cold shower, returned to his room to find her sleeping on his bed like a child. His gaze involuntarily deepened.

As he turned, everyone finally saw clearly that this was no mere shadow; he possessed a physical body.

"Do as you wish! I don't care about these things, as long as you can guarantee my safety." Ling Manzhen looked outside with some anxiety; he felt as if every driver on the road knew he was a fugitive and was monitoring his presence.

This was his private villa, a place he rarely stayed, usually only using it when he needed to handle work.

At the time, he had vented all his fury upon Consort Feng Zuozhao, yet later, seeing her tragic death, he could not help but feel a sense of regret.

However, regardless of the turmoil within, Xiao Mo remained outwardly composed.

This answer took Xiaosa by surprise. She was not sleeping naturally because she did not want to sleep, nor dared to, not out of fear of being in the Demon Realm, but because whenever she closed her eyes, those bleak and tragic memories would entangle her in her dreams.

Xiaosa could no longer concern herself with Lu Jing'an's corpse; she gripped her sword, the Heavenly Pivot, and channeled her energy to communicate with the thunderous spirit of the heavens and earth.

Things were progressing significantly on Lu Chen’s side, thanks to Mu Yifeng’s seasoned experience. Mu Yifeng had arranged for men to pose as property management staff, infiltrating Lin Yangyang’s home to plant listening devices.

Under the matchmaking efforts of her family, Liang Yishu had successfully married into a family in the capital, but her life after marriage left her feeling only bored and listless.

Was this... Yun Ying’s stepfather? Yet, looking at the middle-aged man’s features, he bore a striking resemblance to Yun Ying, appearing as if he were her biological father.

To the Arhats, Vajras, and Bodhisattvas beneath the lotus throne of the Bodhi tree, they only saw young Master Qin sitting cross-legged upon the seat.

Suddenly, massive wooden vines surged as if injected with stimulants, twisting wildly like the tentacles of demons.

The dozen Wolf Fang warriors wore cold expressions, yet the moisture in their eyes betrayed their inner feelings.

Following three boisterous, sky-piercing shouts, everyone drained their bottles in one go, and the atmosphere at the venue instantly ignited.

The brat had been missing for two days without a trace, and now that she had finally answered the phone, she was being so perfunctory with him.

Seeing the person sitting in the living room, she looked as if she had seen a ghost, sprinting toward the kitchen in three quick strides.

After all, this was a dock, not a city with high foot traffic and fewer sources of food; the zombies here were generally only second-tier, with only a few being third-tier.

The Snow Ape was also startled; if it could speak, it surely would have uttered a retort.

Now, she could shed tears like a normal person. She did not know if it was because she had never wept before, or because she was moved by Xiaotian and the others staying by her side, but she would often find her eyes reddening over a single word or incident.

"Forget it. Whatever happens, let's go in and try. We have these demon cultivators with us; if things go south, we'll just use them as shields!" The voice of Blue Shadow echoed from the blue ocean, his brutal tone leaving the other demon cultivators in shock, while Nu Shang could only knit his brows and offer a wry smile.

The barrier was like a sheet of glass—huge, transparent, and thin as a cicada's wing—completely isolating the July Sea from the Azure Dragon Sea, preventing anything from passing between the two domains.

As for this subsequent phone call, Gu Meng clearly saw the incoming number; it was not Yan Youran’s mobile, but a landline.

"It’s complicated. Anyway, let’s just wait here. If Dad called you, it means even he isn't sure if we can get out smoothly. Having a doctor here is always a good thing," Song Yuchen said calmly.

Never having expected Leng Yue to answer this way, a flash of doubt crossed Feng Yihan’s eyes. Leng Yue sighed inwardly; not wanting to remain in a place of turmoil, she turned on her heel, ready to depart.

Just as they turned around, before they could even hit the gas, Li Jingyi opened fire, shooting twice and blowing out both rear tires.

The things he and Ye’er had been worried about all along seemed, based on her words, to be of no concern at all.

Forgiveness? Perhaps she wanted to forgive; after all, seeing what Ling Jing had done for her, she ought to have been happy.

As he spoke, Wu Tian drew his blade, and the forty-plus men behind him all revealed gleaming weapons. Wu Tian did not answer Hong Lie’s question, intending to crush his pride and show him that he, Wu Tian, did not hold him in any regard at all.

Where there is an anomaly, there is a demon. At this moment, Durian stood before Jin Liunian, feigning composure, and it seemed as though she had no intention of leaving until he finished the lotus soup. Jin Liunian sneered inwardly; he wanted to see exactly what Ling Jing was trying to pull.

This was naturally nothing strange. Having spent so much money, it was not for nothing; Phantom Animation was already one of the top-tier special effects teams, especially in animal modeling and motion capture technology, where they were second to none.

Amaterasu did not answer Ao Yu’s question, kneeling on the ground and clutching his leg, acting in a base and lewd manner.

Old Li did not dare to be careless. Before the granite-turned stone sphere could strike, he activated Blink Assault and appeared behind Zhao Dingguo.

Ao Yu also spoke politely, and after finishing, he led his men away. Given the commotion, he figured the police would be back before long; although he did not fear them, he did not want to invite unnecessary trouble.