Chapter 58: The Little White Rabbit Bullies the Big Grey Wolf

This must be a hotel room, right? How did he end up here? And how did I come to be here? Qian Lai had no time to ponder further; waves of sensation surged within her again. This feeling, which should have been a prelude to pleasure, became excruciating torment when she tried to resist it with sheer willpower.

It was unbearable!

“Get away, don’t touch me.”

“Xiao… help… save me!” Qiao Muting’s voice sounded.

All the professional trainers in the city were fighting at the front lines, battling with the spirits of the water. The command center had no spare personnel to send as reinforcements elsewhere.

Because the danger far exceeded that of ordinary large secret realms, the alliance eventually decided to classify the forbidden zone separately.

“Your sister must be really impressive. The people in the special class aren’t easy to deal with,” Ji Moyun’s classmate sighed, voicing his thoughts.

Finally, Ye Cai wanted to say something to Chen Yi. In truth, there was no need—Chen Yi already knew she would scold him and perhaps also apologize.

Stepping into the living room, Ning Xi immediately noticed the elderly man seated on the sofa, and couldn’t help but be startled.

Xiao Lin nodded, laboriously taking the large fish that Xue Song carried on his shoulder, then followed Liu Er out of the thatched hut.

Now is the moment! He leapt up, agile as a panther, and unleashed a thunderous strike from Shen Fei that seemed capable of splitting mountains. Such a blow would surely slice through the wild hound beast’s throat with ease.

In any case, the three of them always rotated fruits for their daily meals, never repeating the same one. It was said that this idea had first come from Madam Nangong, who insisted that each kind of fruit contained different nutrients.

Once again, Wu Zhi drew upon the power of the overdriven mysterious core and struck hard at Li Yi. The dragon egg immediately leaped forth to shield Li Yi, but this time it was knocked aside, hitting Li Yi directly.

The bell rang for the end of the last class. The math teacher, having just assigned homework, was about to leave when the director walked in.

Today, the Grand Jianguo Temple still stood magnificent and splendid. Yet the signboard of Jianguo Temple had been taken down and replaced with a new gilded plaque—Grand Xuantian Temple.

Lu Qingyi was so furious she nearly fainted. On the day of her wedding, this man crudely yanked off her trousers—so far from the romantic, tender scene she had imagined.

Huainan had no natural defenses. Even if they sent troops and captured Huainan, they would still have to press forward and seize Xuzhou to truly hold Huainan. Otherwise, with their sights set only on Huainan, it would likely become a tug-of-war battleground between the two sides.

For an assassin to be marked as a killer was perfectly normal. If you played this profession and didn’t kill, you’d hardly dare call yourself an assassin.

She truly envied Li Fei for having a reliable brother like Li Ji, someone who would clean up her messes and secretly protect her from harm. The deep familial affection buried in their blood, the constant threads of concern between kin, always stirred her emotions.

“Exactly, and look at your family background. Being considered on par with us is like an insult to him,” Wu Can chimed in as he sat down.

He’d indeed been staying up late lately, checking shipments from all over the world every night and neglecting his rest, so naturally his health was poor.

“Come in,” came Shen Zhongnan’s deep voice from inside, accompanied by the sharp clatter of an abacus.

“Mu Xuancheng… I want Mu Xuancheng…” Gu Wanxue kept repeating, so persistent that unless her wish was granted, she would never let it go.

The doctor rushed over and ordered people to press Liu Ruyue down on the bed, forcibly injecting her with a sedative. Liu Ruyue’s body convulsed, then finally lay still.

A piercing scream rang out—the sound of bones breaking. That man slowly collapsed to the ground, dead with eyes wide open, his neck twisted at the same angle as a lifeless duck.