Chapter 185 Vulnerable

"Just you wait!"

Nanchai gnashed his teeth in hatred, pointing right at Lu Fei's nose. Supported by his men, he then left the room, as tending to his injuries was of the utmost urgency.

His subordinates were in no mood to trouble Lu Fei either and followed him to the hospital, leaving only Zhang Haodong lying paralyzed on the floor, crawling step by step toward the door.

"Can you even stand up to him? He looks so terrifying..."

First of all, Yi Shuihan's acting skills were beyond a shadow of a doubt; even across the entire entertainment industry, few could be found whose performances surpassed his.

"What a sensible child!" Liu Xin felt deeply gratified seeing Ah Niu show such filial piety. Seeing how well they got along brought her even greater peace of mind.

She suddenly dropped this thought, catching Jin Sun-young and Jinyoung completely off guard, leaving them staring blankly and unable to reply. Yanjun picked up her suitcase and walked out, with Jin Sun-young and Jinyoung following closely behind step by step. Mojun, who had remained silent all along, kept her head down and followed in their wake.

Hearing the abbot, draped in a cassock, speak thus, Ni Chunping could no longer control herself and burst into tears, while old Jing seemed to age several years in an instant. Were their children just going to end up like this?! They simply could not accept it! And so, both of them dropped to their knees, begging the abbot to take pity on them and save their lives.

This intense form of emotional release felt to Su Nuan like a flame about to burn through its very last shred of light and warmth—as if knowing it was about to plunge into endless darkness, it was exhausting every ounce of effort to burst forth with the most magnificent brilliance. It was grand, it was beautiful, yet it sent a chill through the heart, making one dare not draw near.

With this, the last of the four great gods entered the battle. Moreover, right off the bat, it delivered two heavy blows, dealing a severe strike to the U.S. military servers controlling the Heavenly Eye virus.

The people of the Azure Emperor Palace and the Heavenly Law Temple were now living more miserably than one another. They were even worse off than stray dogs; at least the latter still possessed a certain degree of self-preservation ability, whereas they now lacked even the most basic means to protect themselves. Thinking about it truly felt quite pathetic.

However, he had his own development plans. If he were to act in Chen Feng's movie, all his schedules would be completely disrupted.

Relying on Hazard's winning goal in the eighty-fifth minute, they narrowly defeated Auxerre away from home, securing their unshakable position at the top of the table.

Making such a decision in secret tore at her heart! It hurt so much it felt as though her heart was shattering into pieces. She left the Imperial Palace just as the evening lights were turning on and pedestrians bustled about like weaving shuttles.

The moment Muthen's physical conditioning returned to normal would coincide with the exhaustion of the marrow-cleansing effect. Only then could Muthen proceed to practice the marrow-refining techniques.

Even maintaining a sitting posture was extremely difficult for Jiaoyu, yet she gritted her teeth and completed a full cycle of breathing. When she ended the session, she was drenched in sweat. Nevertheless, after going through this ordeal, she felt some strength return to her body; it seemed the miraculous medicine had indeed worked its magic.

"Your Highness, Young Master Xia Liangjun requests an audience," Qian Mo said as he entered, interrupting Jun Xinuo's train of thought.

Watching the two of them locked in a draw, I let out a secret sigh. If it were me, I feared I wouldn't even be able to last ten rounds before tasting defeat. At this thought, a wave of sorrow inevitably welled up in my chest.

"Nuanyan understands; Your Highness is only doing this for my own good," Xia Nuanyan blurted out, cutting Jun Xinuo's words short.

As it turned out, while I was standing there in a daze spitting out dirt, this Zhencheng had snatched up a willow pole as thick as a teacup from a nearby woodpile and smashed it right down toward me. Fortunately, someone shouted a warning, allowing me to escape that disaster.

The abruptly halted screams left the corpse-beast bewildered. As it toyed with Yaotian and Sister Linlin in its hands, it discovered that no matter how it tortured the two of them, they could no longer let out a single sound.

For this, Yan Le intended to give a generous red envelope to the feng shui master. He had specifically asked Zhang Tianyou beforehand how much money was appropriate to prepare. Knowing that Yan Le was not well-versed in these matters, Zhang Tianyou had suggested giving eight thousand, eight hundred, and eighty-eight yuan.

Zhao Xiaochen spoke with resolute force, causing some people in the surroundings to lower their heads, while another section grew restless with eagerness.