Chapter 91: Drawing the Blade and Ascending the Platform

At dawn the next morning, Stefan’s hands were trembling.

She carried the washbasin as though it were the written proof of her guilt, head bowed, afraid to make the slightest sound and catch Leo’s attention.

Delivering food to Leo was not new to her. She had done it more than once.

The problem was, why was Matilda in Leo’s bed, and why did it look so perfectly natural?

It felt as though she had learned something she was never meant to know.

As Blue Grass was being kissed senseless by someone, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: could it be that Ouyang Qingfeng’s condition had worsened, and that was why he had not contacted her, his only family?

I do not remember. It was so long ago; I cannot bring it back to mind. The more Lan Jiao thought about Ye Shang, the more frightening he seemed, so she instinctively believed that whatever he wanted to know, she must never tell him.

A figure appeared above the Divine Kingdom, materializing out of thin air without the slightest ripple. It was the incarnation returning from the Pradha Galaxy.

Yet Ebony Maw only gave a cold, sinister smile as he looked at Xiao Hen. This was his trump card; he did not believe the fellow before him could still resist.

If Dong Shuhui had truly defected, or if she had let something slip in conversation, then the entire underground revolution in Beiping City could be plunged into crisis.

“Since you have no more use, then die.”

With that, I drove a blade into the chest of the leader of those demonic soldiers.

After obtaining the Divine Crystal, Xiao Hen began spending a vast number of plot points on a massive exchange. With more than fifteen million plot points, he nearly cleared out everything below level seven.

Even Song Yushi had not expected that when Lin Family’s fourth uncle came out, several households would emerge in a row from next door and the house beside it, and the one beside that as well.

By creating new industries and new trades, they hoped to forge fresh points of GDP growth and new jobs to follow in real estate’s wake.

Chu Fan looked at Su Yuan in confusion, but her expression was as calm as ever, serene as still water; nothing unusual could be read from her face. With a belly full of questions, Chu Fan walked over. Su Yuan had already poured two cups of clear tea and set them on the coffee table.

Zhou Linggui felt his heart contract. Thinking of Lin Feier and Pei Ye smiling radiantly as they took their photo together, he could no longer sit still.

That song, Grandiose, could be considered a true classic in another world. Its lyrics were also quite profound: ostentation on the surface concealed fear, and because of that fear, one created a grandiose self, all merely to seize the crowd’s attention.

She felt a little guilty. After all, sitting on someone else’s turf and wondering whether their shop might go bankrupt—it was hardly the kind of thing one could say with any confidence.

Ren You’s face turned cruel. “Aren’t you always shouting that you’d be willing to serve this young master? Then you can take my place and hold him off!”

As he spoke, he kicked her toward the mad old man.

It is worth mentioning that the medicinal ingredients used to refine this elixir were all extraordinary treasures, and with my unique method of refinement, even if it did not possess the power to flesh out bones and raise the dead, it was not far off.

Watching the royalties on the internet skyrocket day by day, along with the flood of invitations to adapt the IP, Lin Yi’s mood could only be described in one word: exhilarated.

“Hahahahaha! It is nothing more than a ridiculous tale, and yet the Sixth Prince has actually taken it for truth.”

Nan Jincheng stepped back, putting some distance between himself and Li Zerui, and glanced at the height of the surrounding walls, preparing to flee.

Around the great tomb, from novice disciples at the level of Qi cultivation all the way to high-ranking experts at the level of the spring eye realm, every cultivator raised his head to stare at the terrifying celestial anomaly. Though it had flashed by in an instant, the change it stirred in heaven and earth still carried an oppressive force that made one want to kneel and gasp for breath.

Fu Xi was so frightened that she nearly lost control of herself. Hastily grabbing the broken umbrella whose handle had been cut off the day before, she used it to prop herself up and rushed out the door in a panic.

I did not know what to say. No matter how one tried to refute it, the matter seemed absurdly laughable. For one thing, where did she get the confidence to use me as a blade, to settle the danger she hated most, her own jealousy?