Volume One, Chapter 44: The Spare Tire Is Broken

The tavern owner insisted that he would serve all the dishes and wine on the table again, encouraging Feng Yang and Liu Zhenghe to eat at ease. Yet Feng Yang knew these were only words for form’s sake; at this moment, neither he nor Liu Zhenghe had any appetite left for food or drink.

“So, what now…” Wang Jiefang was at a loss as well, sighing beside them. That was the trouble with being a soldier—just a few days of leave in a whole year, with no way to properly spend time with family.

No one knew how much time had passed before the pain in Lu Xiangnuan’s body finally faded away. Her pillow was soaked with sweat from her brow, and before she could even look in the mirror, she drifted into a dazed sleep.

Sitting in the car on the way back, Su Mulin’s face was dark and forbidding. Su Tang cowered in the backseat, scarcely daring to breathe.

After all, a man could never admit his own shortcomings in front of women. Guo Gouzi was no exception; his pride would not allow it.

Though she had eaten more than her fill not long before, and her belly was far from empty, Lu Xiangnuan still went to wash her hands and sat obediently at the dining table.

Agasa Yuko watched Conan’s tense expression, and suddenly broke into a brilliant smile.

A young man with a severe look, parted black hair, and a white coat stood nearby.

After placing the child onto the mule cart, Zhang Qiuying, cheeks flushed, took Lu Dagui’s hand and used his strength to climb up. Not daring to squeeze into the cart’s interior, she wrapped the child in her arms and sat down on the other side.

This was also why she remained here—the slaying of a calamity creature was her greatest bargaining chip to stay.

On the following day, Mo Yunsiao left Lin’an with Mu Yun. Yunxiao immediately sensed it and was filled with bewilderment. Where was Mo Yunsiao going?

Ye Linglong gestured for the others to register and buy terminals first. Jesse glanced at Ye Linglong, then nodded.

“Is the Scarlet Fire Immortal Stone in your hands, or your father’s?” Li Peicheng immediately pressed on.

Yet war could also bring peace, bring laughter, bring reunions and family gatherings yet to come, and, at unknown moments, the gentle smile upon her lips.

Huinian pressed her cheek to the baby’s soft face, unable to hold back her tears. Zhang Han hurriedly fetched a handkerchief to wipe them away.

Just as Dong Xin finished speaking, she raised her hand to slap Jiang Jing again! Jiang Jing instinctively ducked her head, trying to evade Dong Xin’s furious attack. Kuai Tianqi hurriedly grabbed Dong Xin, trying to restrain her, but he could only hold her—he could not stop her madness.

Dulu nodded immediately. He had come, but had never once participated in Jesse and the others’ pranks.

His majestic figure stood tall and proud, exuding an indescribable, overwhelming aura, like Mount Tai itself.

After a long moment, Ye Linglong released her left hand. A black mist appeared in the air, slowly wrapping around the wound with the pitch-black dagger, and then she withdrew the blade.

Inside the cave, there were cultivation notes left by the late Golden Cat Demon. They suited Jin Lin perfectly, which was why Jin Lin had condensed her demon core before Hou Shi.

Although Su Yunliang’s bond with them was not deep, she was unwilling to bring them trouble due to her presence.

“Ha! Your suggestion is very constructive; it’s worth serious consideration!” Jiang Chengce grinned mischievously.

“That’s good. After all, we are people-oriented.” Haneda Higashi waved his hand, signaling the warden to wait outside.

Compared in mindset, the new recruits to Wangyue’s corps were evidently much more immature. Some were trembling with excitement, others shivered in silence—though they were cultivators, with survival rates far higher than ordinary soldiers.

She could hardly tell him that Wang Hong had been too forward with her, could she? Even if she said so, neither Elder Shang nor she herself would believe it.

Across from her was an ordinary, chubby Jigglypuff, but its eerie song left her no choice but to remain on guard.

At this moment, if Jiang Chengce took just one or two more steps forward, he would be struck by falling debris from the building! Ma San’s heart leapt—this was all his own doing. He had orchestrated an “accident,” hoping to see Jiang Chengce die in it.

Returning to Phoenix Luan Palace, she was surprised to find Beiming Hanxuan there as well. Before she could say a word, he had already spoken.

Seeing the spirit commanders sent by the Sun family wiped out, she leapt out in a rage, intent on crushing the Ice Butterfly to death.

With a soft creak, the door was pushed open. Yeyu tiptoed in, directing several servants to bring hot water and prepare a bath for Murong Qingran.

“Of course! Don’t you know who I am?” Feng Lin stroked his nose with his thumb, boasting with pride.

Upon hearing Ling Mo introduce himself, the Bee King glanced at the Ant King, curiosity shining in his eyes. The Ant King pondered and, finding the name unfamiliar, gently shook his head.

The arena was packed with a noisy crowd. Only a few sat quietly, glancing now and then at the time. Night had already fallen, and it was only half an hour till dawn, yet there was still no sign of Long Ling.

The soldiers combed house by house, looting valuables, killing any survivors. Blood ran like rivers through the city, corpses clogging even the Qinhuai River, dyeing the waters red.

Ye Tangmu gazed at her with infatuation, a sudden pang twisting his heart. Luo Qimo truly seemed to adore him—such emotion could not be hidden in her eyes.

At this, Ling Mo immediately pricked his finger, letting two drops of blood fall onto the Yin Yang Sumeru Pearl. What could not be detected by spiritual sense was now laid bare. He glanced inside and was stunned by the mountains of spirit fruit, herbs, and aged spirit wine within.

Now, the battlefield was a chaos of melee, with the bounty hunters’ team fending off not only enemy attacks but also the onslaught of two ferocious beasts.