Volume 1, Chapter 33: A Broken Head

Fortunately, a waiter had secretly called the police when the argument broke out in the lobby just moments ago.

As a result, the police arrived quickly, followed shortly by an ambulance. Since everyone involved in the altercation had to be taken to the police station to provide statements, Lou Nanzhi decided to have Sister Wu accompany Old Fu to the hospital instead.

Lou Nanzhi had heard from Sister Wu that Old Fu had never been married in his life. She didn't know if he had any family or friends in the capital, and given his advanced age and the severity of his injuries, she felt a twinge of guilt. Thinking of how Old Fu had helped her time and again, while she had distanced herself from him out of fear of gossip, Lou Nanzhi felt a complicated sense of regret.

After arriving in the Divine Realm, Uncle Hai focused on two main tasks. First, he gathered comprehensive information about the Divine Realm and the Black Erosion Mist, seeking ways to transmit it back to the Firmament Continent. Second, he engaged with Feishi and Blue Star, aiming to divide the Mechanical Gods while securing some fundamental allies for humanity.

"If it weren't for your deterrent power, it would likely be difficult to achieve such results," Xu Hai said with a smile.

Lu Li washed his trousers in the men's restroom—or rather, he merely splashed some water on them, as they were ruined beyond repair, and he had no change of clothes. Looking at the wet fabric, which made it look as if he had wet himself, Lu Li couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile.

Xu Hai arrived at the apartment Liu Yue had rented; after the concert, Liu Yue had cried her heart out, and he felt compelled to comfort her.

"They truly didn't know. If they had, they certainly would have told me when I asked," Li Changkong said, exhaling a plume of smoke.

"We will definitely return!" Qishi nodded firmly. With that single nod, he suddenly found that the confusion in his heart had vanished, and a calm, confident smile finally appeared on his face.

The man flicked his hand, his tiger claw gripping the other person’s arm. Somehow, the Blood Shadow was suddenly sent flying, tumbling away.

Stepping onto the scorching desert and seeing the sunlight, Chang Ming couldn't help but squint. In such a short time, he felt as if an entire lifetime had passed.

He leaned over the bed, listening to her breathing. But no one saw that this man, who had always been incredibly strong, had his eyes tightly shut, and they were beginning to turn red. He shed no tears, but he was already weeping.

Xu Hai was absolutely furious. He kicked off the ground, striking the man hard in the face. The man’s entire face was distorted by the blow, and he flew backward, screaming as his machete soared into the air.

"How about this: for the next seven days, you will spar with a Demon Venerable every day until you are too exhausted to stand. After seven days, I have other plans for you."

She did not care about the life or death of humans, nor did she care if they went extinct, for she only followed the laws of "Heaven."

The food was scattered all over the floor, and the attackers began using the tableware from the tables as weapons. Lin Feng dodged immediately, avoiding any harm.

Yet, judging by the fierce wind and the distortion of the air caused by his exertion of internal energy, his lethality was several times more ruthless and powerful than others at the same Divine King realm. Why was that?

Ye Zheng landed with a thud, furious. This was a bed that cost twelve hundred spirit stones to enjoy; the sheets hadn't even warmed up yet, and it had already exploded?

He had just assumed that Gao Heng had kidnapped Ye Fan; otherwise, how would he have had his phone number?

In Yang City, located on the edge of Wuji County near Nanyun County, rows of soldiers in uniform patrolled the streets, providing the surviving citizens with an overwhelming sense of security.

Even though Chen Yang offered an explanation, at that moment, it sounded entirely insignificant to Liu Ruoyu.

Tou felt a sudden, violent upheaval, and his entire back slammed hard against the ground with a loud thud. Chen Baiqi had not held back; even without using her cultivation, the sheer strength of her Qilin arms was enough to make him suffer.

Aside from the initial capture of the ownerless cities near Wuyang by Zhongli’s army, the Liang Kingdom’s troops had not made any further advances, even after the White-Robed Army’s consecutive victories.

We were startled, but no one spoke a word. The atmosphere instantly turned heavy and eerie, as if a great stone had been pressed upon our hearts.

Chu Cangyan stood with his back to his master, watching Mi'er, who remained motionless. His handsome face was clouded by gloom.

"Guai-Guai is Tuan-Tuan's friend, not a rabbit raised by Nian-Nian," Gao Nian-Nian corrected her brother, her large eyes blinking as her rosy cheeks puffed out slightly.

Possessing an innate royal nobility, she was young yet bore a breathtaking beauty, her sky-blue dress making her appear even more aloof and cold.

Two quarter-hours later, Chu Cangyan walked out in white sleeping robes, his hair tips still damp, and sat on the edge of the bed.

When leaving the unnamed club, Mu Xin insisted on taking a taxi home. Gu Yunchang had no choice but to pay the driver for a ride of several hundred yuan in advance, then followed her car in another taxi, only leaving after seeing her enter her home.

Perhaps because they were used to hearing Zhu Yingtai ramble on about mystical things, hearing such topics now no longer left them as horrified as before.

Seeing commanders like Pang Ji and Shan Hu gradually gathering out of curiosity, eager to beg for wine, Chen Baiqi’s well-maintained smile stiffened.

Along the way, they had already gathered a rough understanding of the situation. Some were completely bewildered, wondering how they had ended up on the side of Tianma Islet. They were confused and arguing, demanding a face-to-face confrontation with Li Zongkai.

Tan Huajun, refusing to believe it, clattered through the cupboards one by one. Not only was there no food, but even the kitchen paper, plastic wrap, and some pots were gone. In the end, she only found a few dried mushrooms and bean curd sticks in the corner.

It was a paparazzi-style photo: Su Yue was holding Wen Gu, looking at her with a gentle smile while wiping cotton candy from the corner of her mouth—a very heartwarming scene.

Her manners and attire showed no trace of a refined young lady, yet one couldn't help but steal a few extra glances.

He couldn't have the branch sect remain a barren wasteland, a mere deserted island, once the number of disciples grew.

A low rumble of thunder made Lu Zhiyi subconsciously hug her stomach and step back, as if terrified he might hurt her and the child.

The arrangements at this hotel were very strict. To prevent friction and conflict between the various factions and their entourages, each faction was specifically assigned its own separate table.

In particular, the confirmation that the recipe and the process flow were essentially sound, allowing for immediate trial production, drew great attention from Ouyang Zhengren.

Many beliefs, many obsessions, many pillars of support, and many hopes all seemed to become the final straw that broke him at this moment, tormenting him exponentially.

However, Duobao truly could not understand how the core could be split in two while the formation remained intact.

The three of them acted in unison. The massive rose-flower ball was not blasted apart, but it caught fire and began to emit smoke.

However, just as she caught a glimpse of the daylight outside the vehicle, a brighter light stung her eyes.