Chapter 22: Mother Washes My Hair

Sun Qian remained by Luo Yan's side throughout, while Jiang Yiyan, having been pulled along by him, naturally followed close behind.

The "special supply water," as the name implies, is treated specifically for the use of the wealthy and powerful elites gathered in the settlement; ordinary people have no access to it, nor are they permitted to use it.

Fortunately, since he had an interview for a position at Lu Liting's company the next day, he needed to rest well and adjust his sleep schedule.

As for the bodies on the battlefield, those of their own side were laid out on the hillside, while the enemy corpses were all cast into the deep valley at the rear.

In truth, Liu Shanliang did not even need to peel back his clothes, as the fabric around his buttocks had long been shredded into rags by Gun-Gun, leaving the flesh raw and mangled.

"Whether I can get it or not is my business—tell me, where is it!?" The swordsman was determined to obtain this legendary blade that had once brushed past him.

There were others that Qin Yu needed to spend time nourishing, but these three items left him completely bewildered.

What was eerie was that despite suffering such grievous injuries, Qin Yu’s consciousness remained intact; it was as if, although his soul was shattered, it had suffered no significant lasting effect.

Qiao Mimi was delighted that she could spend the winter at home, finding time to learn how to make children’s clothes from Aunt Chang.

However, to Shopkeeper Yang's surprise, Boss Tang did not try to haggle the price down at all. Shopkeeper Yang was left puzzled, wondering if Boss Tang had suddenly lost his wits.

The aura emanating from the "Drunken Top" was as scorching and violent as a raging fire, and the humming sound of the blade was equally as passionate and surging.

Upon hearing this, Long Ze and his two companions did not hesitate for a moment. In their haste, they cast out several formation disks that spun in the air; after a few flashes of light shot out, they instantly activated a defensive array that had been prepared long ago.

Gao Leng surveyed the surrounding thugs. Each was over six feet tall and clearly well-trained. With more than thirty of them, there was no telling how a fight might turn out.

Burning flames erupted from the huge blue pupils of the two-tailed Nekomata, and its sharp, savage fangs slowly began to show.

"Is that all you have?" Seeing that his attempt to sow discord had failed, Qin Zhou felt no regret. He hadn't expected it to work in the first place and maintained his nonchalant attitude.

It wasn't just them; many Konoha ninja, with grave expressions, set aside their tasks and sped away.

The chaos in the Land of Rain was now primarily attributed to civil war. In that divided landscape, one side seemed far more secretive, yet Hanzo of the Salamander knew exactly who the enemy was.

"That's right, that's what I believe. It's a reaction caused by bacterial infection of brain tissue. This 'zombie disease' should be even harder to treat than mad cow disease," Xiang Jintian nodded and said.

For Tang Xian, the threat was not only in the north but also in the south. Do not forget that the Shu army lay to the southwest. Although the Shu army was currently attacking Jiangzhou, would they not seize the opportunity to loot a burning house if they saw him weakened?

Following this, Lin Feng raised his leg and delivered a kick straight into Yamamoto Ichiki’s groin. These two strikes nearly caused Yamamoto Ichiki to choke on his own breath from the pain.

The people inside and outside the palace had all arrived, and it was already quite late. Normally, the morning court session would have concluded by this hour, yet today it had yet to begin.

Seeing this, a gentle and doting smile played on Zhan Xuan's lips, but in the places she could not see, his eyes held layers upon layers of complex emotions.

"How could that be!" Qin Fanxing shook her head immediately. Regardless of what fate eventually befell Qiao Dongjun, he deserved it.

He was genuinely curious, wanting to know what kind of great divine power Li Yi had unlocked after obtaining the Pangu Axe.

Several white magnolias were planted there, their branches lush and their flowers as white as snow, blooming with a graceful and free-spirited posture.

Even those who had intended to find faults had to admit that the film was indeed well-made. Even though it was restricted, it was incredibly gripping.

But surely this was not the goal of the First Great Heavenly Demon Emperor. Did he go to such great lengths just to have the five saints seal him away once more? It was simply impossible, unless the First Great Heavenly Demon Emperor had truly gone mad.

Bo Yichen looked up, and upon discovering it was him, he lay back down without moving. He was no longer afraid; instead, a faint resentment simmered in his heart.

The principle was simple: if Ling Zhengdao wanted to carry out his work effectively in Zhongping County, he had to fully learn how to wield power.

These sudden words softened the surging anger in Xia Shang’s heart, because they had come from Nie Shisan.

"What?" He Yun seemed unable to believe what her ears had heard. She said she liked him?

After going upstairs, I casually opened a door, shoved Li Changqing into the room with my foot, then opened the room next to his, collapsed onto the bed, and drifted into a deep sleep...

"No, I was also acting under Director Yang's orders to go with you to save Chang Yi and the others," Murong Bai said.

The henchman beside him was stunned. The man with the scar continued, "Damn it, why are you frozen? That's Brother Liang." Having said this, he dropped the dagger in his hand. Upon hearing this, the others hurriedly threw down their weapons and scrambled to carry the bald Brother Liang into the office.

Most importantly, while Sister Zhang was unconscious, her lips had slipped from Chen Xu's, yet they still landed on his fair cheek, leaving behind a deep, bright red lipstick kiss mark.

With his current cultivation, he did not even need to move; a mere flicker of his mind was enough to control spiritual energy. After a nod, Yan Hezi’s injuries were fully healed, and he sat up in astonishment.

Pork Nan said nothing, simply following Lin Yong as they toured Hong Kong, passing through Victoria Harbour and arriving at St. Mary's Hospital to pay the final medical expenses for Bo Zai.

The two met each other’s gaze, and simultaneously looked in the direction of the Beast Emperor’s Domain. Zhu Kuan said, "I presume you heard it too."

Fortunately, at that moment, two Mercedes-Benz cars drove up from nearby. Five burly men in suits rushed out of the seven-seater commercial vehicle in front. Han Ke immediately spotted the bodyguard outside the ward door and, knowing he was one of his own, hurried toward the vehicle with all his remaining strength.

The ghost messenger was taken aback. Most of the ghosts he collected either fled in all directions or knelt and begged for mercy; none had ever dared to greet him proactively.

"Didn't the Marshal lead us to drive away the demons, drive away Qin Sidao, drive away Lou Lie, and drive away the Heaven and Earth Alliance? Have you forgotten all these things?" a second townsman retorted tit-for-tat.

Taking a nap?? A spirit weapon taking a nap? You’re not even human, what are you napping for? And can a nap last for over ten years? Wait... a nap? Could it be?

He had died once before, killed by the Sovereign of Eternal Maps, only to be resurrected by the All-Living System later.

He glanced at the innate divine weapon in his hand, feeling inwardly alarmed. Could it be that they had come for this object?