Volume 1, Chapter 23: Since You Have So Much Leisure Time, You Shall Come Daily to Stand in Attendance

Therefore, Lin Caoxian's father decided to have Mu Wufeng refine a pill himself. Although Mu Wufeng possessed the soul power of a mid-level rank two, which theoretically allowed him to refine rank two pills, this was his first attempt, so Lin Caoxian's father chose a mid-level rank one pill for him to practice with.

Compared to admiration, awe is clearly of a higher order; how could one still harbor feelings of simple admiration?

Along the way, Chu Mu focused on driving while Nuonuo and Yan Qingruo sat in the back. Nuonuo happily performed a newly learned song and vividly recounted the silly things his classmates did in his eyes.

Your vision seems to have departed from the object being observed; vision itself cannot be observed by itself.

Su Hanyu watched Siyuan's dilemma with a smile, finally feeling that the frustration in her heart had been somewhat vented.

Marx, who had drifted off-topic without realizing it, came back to his senses only to see Brina’s stubborn, tsundere expression.

"If one could nourish the soul after absorbing sword energy every day, that would certainly be a good choice," Mu Wufeng sighed.

The scattered things came from all directions, gathering like clouds to form a precious canopy, shading the sages above.

Yang Jian felt happy in his heart, finally having someone who could understand him. He could save his third sister today, and then their family could live happily together.

In the entire room, only Lu Xijia remained silent. She looked at Mu Yanzhen, feeling that apart from being thin, there was something truly different about the man before her.

The Guo family resided in the south, and Guo Ruyun behaved with decorum and was humble, truly resembling a cultivated young gentleman of a noble house.

She hurried to see Su Mei, but as she approached, she heard Su Mei’s agonizing screams from within the room, cries filled with despair.

After returning home, she sighed and paced restlessly. Upon seeing Sang Yu, she clutched his legs, begging for help as if she were about to cry.

This massive change caused Jack to begin his descent into depravity; his spirit withered, and his eyes became dull and vacant.

Today, he had actually only done one thing: he had arbitraged 40 million from Bangyin Shares in two separate transactions and then poured all that capital aggressively into Tianma Animal Husbandry.

When adding Li Luping on WeChat, the other party had been concise, telling him to come over for a meal the day after he arrived in Songhu.

Guo Yajie raised her eyes, a flicker of something passing through her expression, but unfortunately, Ming Kong was not familiar with her and failed to grasp the deeper meaning.

One after another, investigators led by their captain surrounded Han Zhenghua from all sides, their anti-ghost tools aimed steadily at him, ready to subdue him at the slightest sign of trouble.

Thinking of the corpses and debris vaguely visible within the hole in the wall, Fury’s eyes couldn't help but twitch twice.

Li Shiqing did not reply, still pursing her lips and staring straight at the middle-aged man. Hearing his recent attempt to make her get out of the car, her heart suddenly became a complex mix of emotions.

"It wouldn't matter if you gave it to me, would it!" The burly man gripped the pliers and looked up under the light of the aquarium, the sound of his teeth grinding clearly audible.

The problem was that realizing it now was too late; he was already a prisoner. He could no longer endure the torture of that manic laughter.

"Oh, I found the golden hand," she suddenly shouted in excitement, and then the only sound left in the dim room was the click-clack of a game console.

Arriving at the old house where he had lived for several years, Liu Bin called out before opening the door and getting out of the car. Looking at the familiar surroundings, he was overwhelmed with emotion. Dong Yunyun stood timidly by his side; he just smiled at her before going to greet the neighbors cooling off downstairs, only then bringing her upstairs.

"Why hasn't Xuan Ming come out yet?" Cang Jianlong walked over, tossed a gourd of spiritual wine to the Holy King Litian and the Holy King Lihuo, and asked while sitting down on the ground.

"Even if you made me go down, I wouldn't be afraid..." Cheng Yaojin covered his mouth in haste as soon as he said this. He looked at Xu Maogong in a panic. Only then did he realize that the other party had been watching him all along, just waiting for him to say those words; he had fallen into the old Taoist's trap again.

"Of course it's true! Don't think that only you care for us; we care for you too. But you must promise us that you will be careful!" Jima said.

A brilliant golden light flew out from between Lu Yutian’s brows; it was the elemental spirit, Yaning.

The thin, willow-leaf-shaped flying dagger had a strange blue light flickering on its front blade—it was actually a poisoned weapon.

"Hey, hey, hey, you two, we are talking about Wu Liancheng and Wu Bin; why bring Li Husheng into this?" Someone, seeing that the two were about to argue, quickly stepped in to mediate.

However, staying on the plane was not a solution. Su Yuche had Su Yu'cheng take the child away, and he himself took Gu Anxing to the bedroom to rest.

Under the heavens, there was nothing but weeping—the wailing of the Huang family, like so many fierce ghosts.

Tuntun pursed her lips, glanced at Yaya, and not knowing what to say, lowered her head again.

Lei Datou brought two torches to Zhao Sanbao, who took out a lighter and lit them one by one. The light from the four torches immediately illuminated the cave tunnel brightly.

Suddenly, just as Xia Chuan Yingxia smiled, he noticed that Xia Chuan Zi’s legs seemed to be trembling slightly, and the distance between her legs was a little wider than before.

Su Qinghan followed the clues to pursue the matter, and finally received news that the mastermind behind the scenes today was indeed Jiang Licheng.

Behind it, countless dark red Baoyan Dragon Birds, each as large as a calf, flapped their heavy wings against the pool water as if soaring through the air, using the force to fly downward.

If Xuduo had really made a scene with Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang might have felt better and more at ease. But now, Xuduo was neither arguing nor making a fuss, just crying silently, which completely exceeded all of Zhang Yang’s expectations.