Chapter 44: Once the deed is done, who would dare to say anything?

Neither spoke, and it was as if time had frozen. Wen Zhi could feel the man’s breath against her face, and her cheeks burned with heat.

The atmosphere... felt a bit strange.

She blinked and instinctively pursed her soft, pink lips.

The atmosphere became even more bizarre!

"Brother," she called out, breaking the awkward silence. "What I mean is—I’m not a child anymore. I know what I want, so you don’t need to worry about me. I can take care of myself."

Shen Nianchi’s lips curled into a cold sneer, his gaze as sharp and piercing as a blade. "All grown up, are you? I suppose you no longer need your brother’s concern, nor your brother himself."

His voice was low and hoarse, laced with a certain...

High in the sky, the Viking fighter jet, pursued relentlessly by the insectoid fliers with nowhere to turn, suddenly lit up with a blue glow.

Yingchun’s expression flickered, her lips pressed into a thin line. She finally realized that Concubine Jiang had been plotting against her for a long time; every single incident had been orchestrated to target her. Yet, on the surface, Concubine Jiang had remained submissive and obedient, revealing nothing.

Early the next morning, Jiang Nan took his belongings, traveled by subway and bus, and arrived at the nursing home.

He darted his tongue out along her waistline in a quick lick. Just as Mengqi was about to explode in anger, he had already zipped his pants shut.

After Sun Chengji left, the Second Master and his wife chatted idly, discussing their future plans. The more they talked, the more excited they became, as if a bright future were already within their grasp.

The Empress, who considered herself invincible in her cleverness, knew full well that with this girl’s stubborn temperament, it would be impossible to win her over.

Yingchun rubbed her forehead. Since her last return to the Jia household, Grandmother Jia had treated her differently than before. Although not quite with the same affection shown to Baoyu and Daiyu, she was clearly very fond of her. Yingchun understood that Grandmother Jia knew Sun Shaozu was a poor match and felt a sense of guilt, which was why she was showering her with extra care.

"Thank you, Master. But I have one more question: since you brought me to this continent, why haven't you appeared to meet me in all these years?" Mu Tian asked.

Li Yihang followed the group from a distance. Knowing that Hong Renhai and Hu Dingzhong were nearby, he dared not get too close. After consulting with Sun Jianteng, he decided to arrive in Yuezhou City two days early to make arrangements. Before Li Nan and the others entered the city, Li Yihang summoned Luo Yun and instructed him to notify Sun Jianteng to head to the Lakeside Inn by the edge of Dongting Lake.

His eyesight was far superior to that of the three bandits from before. When he deflected the first strike of the Ghost Snake Sword Qi, he had felt the technique looked familiar. But it was only a fleeting sense of recognition; he couldn't immediately place where he had seen it or what it was called.

The many prisoners, knowing the warden’s authority was not to be trifled with, scrambled toward the bloody battlefield.

On the second day, his condition deteriorated slightly, and after finishing three bouts on the third day, Old Man Zhang felt his strength failing and hurried away.

"Nothing. Neither the radar nor the infrared sensors have picked up anything. The forward-deployed MSDs and drones can't see anything either," the duty radar officer replied, shaking his head and dismissing the speculation.

"Second wave of aerial attacks incoming!" The Bright Knights, warned too late, tried to use cover for defense, but it was useless. Countless heavy crossbow bolts descended at high speed and gravitational acceleration, crashing into their positions. In an instant, the ground was littered with severed limbs.

Tian Shisan drew his long sword, and a flash of sword light shaped like a maple leaf swept down as he engaged the blue-clad swordsman in the bay.

"Tch!" Gale Wolf said no more, only breathing heavily. It seemed that this heavy breathing served as his response to Leviathan.

The thought suddenly crossed Gale Wolf’s mind: these were the Giants—the Tier 11 units of the Demon Army’s regular forces stationed in the occupied territories of the Itram Continent. But the giants before him were even more terrifying, exerting a crushing pressure upon him.

Even for a three-soul demigod, several, or even dozens, died there every year. In wars between races, especially unrestrained ones, death was a certainty with no room for negotiation.

But the Blood Orchid was different. Black technology and special medicines were things that existed only in dimensional fantasies, found only in specific worlds. Like Iron Man’s armor or Captain America’s serum, they could not be replicated outside the Marvel universe, no matter how advanced the technology.

Just as the human cultivators were catching their breath, the yin energy in the high heavens churned violently. In an instant, over a dozen towering beasts, each over a hundred zhang in length, struggled out from the gloom, appearing in the void and revealing their true forms.

Hei Tu was so furious he could have breathed fire. He was about to disregard everything to kill Wu De and salvage the last shred of dignity for the Cangmiao City B-Camp when a mocking voice suddenly echoed in his ear.

Di Tian did not retreat at all. A magical blade appeared in his hand. Infusing it with his true essence, he slashed violently at the two men. A ripple of invisible light flew toward them, causing the very space to shimmer in waves.

The seven people deep within the thunderstorm each wielded their magic treasures, focusing on defense. Although the lightning was not enough to cause them any substantial harm, its momentum was so vast that they dared not take it head-on.

However, before the word could be spoken, the blood-red eyes of Xie Tian, who was held in Tianyi’s arms, slowly opened a sliver.

Thousands of blood-red meteors intertwined with thousands of fierce blades in the sky, shimmering brilliantly. They formed rolling shockwaves, coalescing into massive clouds that filled the air with turbulent currents.

It was unlikely he would be dealt with publicly for the time being, as Li Shimin would never publicly admit his own negligence in failing to detect Li Chengqian’s intent to rebel; to do so would damage his image as a brilliant and wise emperor.

What a joke. From the moment he first saw Ye Yun, Ida thought he had seen a ghost, for Ida was well aware that three SS-class assassins had been sent to hunt Ye Yun down.