Volume 1, Chapter 24: They Are a Match Made in Heaven

Frost gathered in Lu Jinchuan’s eyes. His dark brows knitted tightly toward his bridge, his entire face looking exceptionally stern, and an intimidating aura began to radiate from him.

Ji Shu’s wrist was gripped tightly by him; the force was not great, yet it was filled with restraint.

She stopped what she was doing, raised her eyes to meet his, and rasped, "Get out."

Lu Jinchuan gave her a deep look, then finally slammed the door and left.

The moment the door closed, Ji Shu suddenly felt a wave of nausea in her stomach and sprinted to the bathroom.

"Wretch," she retched.

The pineapple pie mixed with the food she had eaten at noon was expelled, forming a murky sludge in the sink.

Looking at...

A much larger zombie, and in its right hand, a massive, blood-stained broadsword.

She didn't understand why they treated her this way. What had she done wrong? Why kill A-Li? Why treat her like this? A-Li was her only reason for living in this world. Now that A-Li was dead, what was the point of her living?

She observed her opponent and discovered it was another warrior wielding a longsword. There was no helping it; more people played the warrior class than any other.

Such an unprecedented victory was undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the increasingly waning Imperial government. Therefore, the moment the good news arrived, they publicized it with even greater exaggeration and organized this unprecedentedly grand welcome ceremony.

Kang Mang-ang, carrying this fallacy, wandered to the place where Gu Yue had been settled. It was originally empty, but under Aruba’s care, a simple dwelling had been prepared for her. Since Gu Yue couldn't wake up anyway, it was better to give her a quiet place to have a good sleep.

The five skeletal brothers had already gathered their energy, intending to start a fight, but one of them, a man in blue robes, said expressionlessly and calmly...

Jun Wuyan paced back and forth anxiously at the door, his brows tightly furrowed. Several times he lifted his foot, wanting to enter the delivery room, but ultimately gave up. Lin Ruoyun’s words drifted through his ears repeatedly; he feared nothing, yet he was terrified that Weiyang might be in danger.

Sword Soul Xiao Fei was shocked at the sight. Who exactly was this person? To be able to manipulate the vitality within the trees and the spiritual energy in the earth—because Xiao Fei possessed the Earth Spirit Pearl, a supreme treasure, he noticed the spiritual energy in the soil flowing directly toward the old man’s staff, and he felt a surge of doubt.

It was already late at night. Chen Mingchu had not yet thought of a good way to settle Liu Geqing, and subconsciously, he drove the car to the main entrance of the No. 76 Jessfield Road Secret Service Headquarters in West Shanghai.

Many of the disciples under his tutelage were, in his eyes, individuals of exceptional talent. As long as they cultivated diligently, one day they would achieve even greater heights.

Yi Huantian was in a much more disheveled state than Yuan Yue. As he flew backward, he performed several somersaults in the air before barely coming to a stop. His hair clip had long since fallen off, and his black hair hung loose, obscuring his vision.

"Stay calm. No one could have known such an accident would occur," Gendo Ikari’s voice suddenly cut into the combat communication channel.

"What a passionate youth! Eight Inner Gates, Gate of View! Open!" Might Guy stopped questioning and also opened the Eight Inner Gates, flying into the air to kick toward Huang Jidong.

Xiao Zheng walked in with a smile. From the moment he entered, his tone and attitude made Fang Hua feel extremely uncomfortable.

The reason this uncomplicated scheme succeeded was that Pan Jinlian had already planned it. Having deliberated before acting, she caught the vicious and stupid Auntie Wang off guard.

Xuanyuan nodded, then signaled for Xin'er to hand the infant, along with the letter and the amulet, to Zhao Qingshuang.

Asking me to film a movie when I’m not from the film department and have zero acting experience—no matter how you look at it, it’s a joke.

Feng Guang couldn't make sense of it at all. She felt as though the amount of information in her head was about to explode, yet she couldn't find a single thread of logic.

She had always acted on impulse, regardless of right or wrong, which was why she lived so freely. Combined with her frank nature, it was easy for her to win people's favor.

The seven or eight heads here, plus the same cloth bags hanging from each of the three hundred cavalrymen, meant there were at least five hundred fine heads in total.

After Dong Ling finished speaking, she looked toward Ye Yulin. It seemed Ye Yulin had received the largest share of the Ye family’s assets. She had trusted him before, but now she had to be on her guard.

Gu Chen examined the materials he had already bought, thought about what he already had at home, and said...

However... don't be impatient. Once his own business was concluded, he wouldn't have to worry about all of this not being his.

Every numerical value exceeded the normal range by tens, or even hundreds of times, and some values were so high they were life-threatening.

In this world, there were very few people who could yell at him. Aside from his mother, An Xiaoxiao was absolutely the second person in the world he would willingly let yell at him, responding by taking the scolding without retort and the blows without fighting back.

After this warning was delivered, Mo Qiang had already become a purple figure; he was Mo Qiang, and he was also a separate entity.

Li Yun flashed and appeared behind the Third Hokage, kicking toward the Third’s neck. After a gust of wind vanished, only the afterimages of Li Yun and the Third Hokage slowly faded away. However, the Third’s speed was ultimately no match for Li Yun, who had already entered the pseudo-sage mode.

At the main camp, Zhao Yun leaned on his spear with one hand, sat on the ground, and gasped for air, his entire body feeling weak and sore.

The long-bearded old man tried to grab the iron rod but grasped at thin air. He wanted to jump out of the courtyard to retrieve it, but firstly, it was too humiliating, and secondly, he feared that if he delayed, Duan Yuntu would escape.

Pogba carried the ball through the midfield and passed it to Rashford! Rashford tried to dribble past Moses but failed; however, he didn't lose possession and passed the ball back to Pogba.

As for any more than that, they wouldn't be rogue cultivators. Monks from cultivation families or sects were naturally different; the net worth of those monks was generally tens to hundreds of times that of a rogue cultivator.

Zhou Tianba gritted his teeth. Watching his expression, Mo Qiang saw that he seemed to be in a tough spot. He wasn't in a hurry to call Su Keke to reverse the stars; since He Jiu could see the outside environment, he would be able to get out whether he helped or not, so it was better to save some mental energy.