Chapter 30: Kiss Me Again Tonight!

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His body was broad and hard, yet exceptionally warm, as though she were lying in a comfortable cradle. She wished she could remain there for the rest of her life and never wake up.

Zhu Bufan was furious, and his body trembled uncontrollably, because he felt he was probably about to die right there.

Tang Qian nodded excitedly, but instead of squatting down to dig for wild vegetables, she rushed forward, leaped into the air, wrapped her arms around Yu, and happily kissed him again and again on the mouth. She had no idea how many times she kissed him before finally stopping when she noticed that something seemed wrong with his eyes.

Su Weiwei finished wrapping herself in animal hide and prepared to go outside for a look around. Since arriving in this world, she had never properly examined her surroundings. Now that the crisis had passed, she wanted to familiarize herself with the area.

A strange incantation echoed through the church as vast quantities of black blood surged from the toad’s body, staining the ground an eerie, pitch-black color.

Li Jian slowly transferred the golden greatsword to his left hand, then drew the Evil Blade from his back. The long saber was still covered in rust, battered, pitted, and full of dents; even its edge was missing several chunks.

Yu Qingdong thought it over. He could not possibly have come all this way for nothing, so he went to his sister-in-law Yang Xuening’s workplace and found her.

Murong Nuo returned to the residence and happened to see Madam Yun, Uncle Zhong, and the others, who seemed to have just returned as well. Their clothes and boots were all caked with mud.

Although they still fought and stood united together, there seemed to be a barrier between them, because sooner or later one of them would be unable to become an inner-sect disciple.

Her right foot pivoted, and like a divine whip, it swept downward toward Ling Xiaoshuang’s waist. If Qu Ling was going to defeat her, she would make sure the defeat was absolute. She showed no mercy.

Feng Xiye listened, his heart surging with emotion. How could he not know these things? But how was he supposed to tell her about his conflict with the Ninth Prince? He would never say it. He merely raised an eyebrow, then once again fell utterly silent.

Inside the interrogation room at the police station, Lin Feng and He Ting were undergoing a routine interrogation. Lin Feng could only feel helpless about it, but he still had to keep answering in the same manner. He was clearly a hero who had beaten up a group of thugs, yet he was treated no differently from the hooligans. It would be a lie to say Lin Feng was not frustrated.

Although he was also a councilor of Great Bear Prefecture and possessed extraordinary cultivation, standing at the pinnacle among half-step Divine Sect experts, his status was still far below that of Qin Fu and Xiong Qingxia.

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One soul after another struggled free from the Confucian scholars and flew toward the space between Wu Heng’s brows. As their souls left their bodies, all the scholars collapsed to the ground.

“There has been no movement from Du Wei’s side.” Li Dong frowned and circulated his power to the limit. Through the darkness, he could vaguely see figures moving five hundred meters away.

After a while, there was still not the slightest sound from within. The Rain King began to sense that something was wrong. That useless Fengxi Guard must have been captured, but why had the men inside not come out?

The moment the old man emerged, his gaze fell upon the corpse of the middle-aged man lying on the ground. His figure flashed, and he appeared beside the body. After examining it, a heavy, murderous aura suddenly burst from his entire form.

Perhaps because they had been worn down for too long, Nimi’s subordinates gradually began to lose their strength. Every time they faced the enemy, they merely went through the motions. Chang Hui and Wannian decided that the time had come. Pursuing their advantage, they drove Nimi out of Red Valley City in one sustained assault, forcing him all the way back onto the grasslands.

Wu Cheng was an old hand in the Wu family. He had joined them at the age of twenty and worked for the family for more than twenty years. Now he enjoyed the deep trust of the old master, which was why the task of protecting Lin Feng had been entrusted to him.

Just moments ago, Gu Chen’an had released all those martial artists and warned them that this concerned the Northern Liang Prince’s residence and the imperial court. He hoped they would not involve themselves in unnecessary karma and lose their lives over it.

Shen Yuheng’s eyes shifted slightly. This time, his gaze was no longer restricted to meeting hers. Instead, he carefully swept it downward, taking in her entire face.

His mind was already somewhat clouded, and the words he spoke had not passed through his thoughts. The oppression in his heart surged like a tide, desperately seeking an outlet.

“Then let’s have it appraised. It won’t hurt to get an appraisal anyway. What do you say, Old Hu?” Fang Wanhong asked.

Whether she was wearing a radiant smile or now looked like a broken doll, who could see her and not feel their heart ache?

Qin Ming stood motionless, gazing at the fields before him, while his consciousness had already sunk into the system.

Many villagers ran fearfully to the high priest’s residence, clamoring over one another as they questioned him, trying to learn what message lay hidden behind this strange phenomenon.

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Tang Lian spoke. The captain glared fiercely at the man on the ground, then turned around, dropped to one knee, and shouted loudly.

This was also the core of the formation. At that moment, he was listening to the prepared reports coming from the other flying ships.

Luo Xue’s appearance left her stunned. She finally confirmed that she had returned to the time of her birth—but why had her master arrived ahead of schedule?

The moment the two of them left their hiding place, a burst of gunfire swept over, tearing the spot where they had been concealed into pieces.

It was impossible for the entire shopping mall not to contain any computers. The cashiers alone required a great many of them, not to mention that an arcade was located right beside them. There were countless arcade machines inside. If a ghost emerged from every single one, they would be annihilated without a trace.

Yuan Zheng infiltrated a Japanese squad’s camp alongside a soldier named Niu San. Taking advantage of the enemy’s sleep, they assassinated the entire squad.

As long as Lu Yan asked, anything within his power would be done to help him, and he would spare no effort. It was just that this time, he had no way to send Lu Yan too many additional troops. Otherwise, Lu Yan would not have taken so long to resolve the battle. Still, he already knew how the battle would end: they were certain to win.

In truth, what Yu Zhen had discovered was quite simple. The dark-red liquid was naturally dried blood, while the bright-red liquid was paint. If the two were smeared together on a wall, the interference of the lighting could easily turn them into a horrifying image.

I ate watermelon while thinking about how to return this person’s soul, but the twenty-eighth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar was only a few days away. What was the point of letting someone die once, only to bring them back to life for a month?

The prisoner squatted down on the ground and stopped resisting. Lu Yan took the opportunity to hide inside the ventilation duct.

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