Volume 1, Chapter 21: With that weathered face of yours?

In just two days, the betting odds regarding Luo Chen underwent a complete reversal. Nearly one million taels of silver had been wagered on his survival, meaning that if he lived past the New Year, the bookie would be liable to pay out ten million taels.

Lady He exchanged a glance with Mu Biwei over the space between them, and they both fell into a tacit, knowing silence.

Wu Yong entered with a grim expression, yet there was not a trace of frustration or anger on Koji Matsubishi’s face—only a hypocritical smile. It was clear that Lilith now brought him more harm than good, and he intended to discard this useless pawn.

Checking their levels and classes, Lily selected a few players whose roles were suitable and approved their request to join.

A wave of nausea washed over me. When this woman was with me, she had been decent enough to keep herself chaste, but after leaving me, she had become a tramp. I estimated that she had slept with at least a dozen men, if not twenty, by now.

Despite this, the immense force contained within that thick bamboo branch forced Yu Zhengri to retreat several steps, his insides churning violently. "Ugh!" Yu Zhengri spat out a mouthful of foul breath, his brows furrowed tightly. He had never expected that when victory was clearly within his grasp, his opponent would manage such a desperate final struggle; they were truly troublesome.

Having landed a hit, Feng Yu flicked the silver silk in her hand, working in tandem with the Black Stone Prison to drain the Blood Spirit Spider’s spiritual energy dry, before slashing the other spider into a mangled mess.

Damn it, what an overconfident fool! I immediately walked over to Leo and patted him down, quickly finding his phone. With this in hand, the rest of the Blood Skulls would be easy to handle. I stopped paying him any mind and walked out of the conference hall back to my car.

Duan Chengyu’s magnetic voice kept whispering into Su Nuannuan’s ear; every word and every syllable carved itself deeply into her mind.

Liu Feng glanced around, wiped his long sword clean on the opponent’s clothes, and turned to leave, not even bothering to dispose of the corpse.

This change made Xu Han feel very uncomfortable, even a little panicked; he felt it was time to leave.

However, after only a few days of ease, the members of the Dragon Slayers began to fret again, for in just over a week, Chang Shenghua’s evaluation report would be submitted.

At dawn, Jian Yang was awakened by the cold again. She shivered and was just about to stretch when she suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

How did Xiao Yan refine his bloodline in the ancient tomb? Was it not through the guidance of Xun’er’s God-grade bloodline?

Deep in the primeval forest, Xi Lan suddenly caught sight of a gray rabbit darting past ahead. A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she pulled hard on the reins and shouted, "Giddy up!" Her divine mount immediately bolted toward the spot where the rabbit had vanished.

Jian Yang hated him to the bone and raised her hand, intending to strike his face again, but this time, her wrist was firmly caught.

Zhu Cheng raised an eyebrow upon hearing this; of course he wouldn’t refuse such a good deal. Not only would it increase the credibility of the ruse, but it would also be a thrill.

Li Dong followed Wei Dezhu back to the pig shed's shelter at a leisurely pace, their drunkenness rising once more.

Along with the browless old man and those two Great Elders who had defected from the Second Prince—Tianshan and Xuelian—they led a force of nearly two hundred men.

There were no coatings added, and the functions were limited, but it met the basic requirements for use.

In truth, Tang Sanzang simply did not know what stage the situation had reached, which was why he hadn't sent a message to Princess Longji.

Li Xiaorou sighed with regret, "Those who dare to have a whirlwind marriage have a sense of security in their hearts; ordinary people simply lack that kind of courage."

When the soul needle flew toward him, Demon King Jiang sensed it instantly. He poured out all his strength and exhausted every ounce of his mental energy, yet he could only slow the needle’s speed; he was utterly unable to stop it.