Chapter 145: Wen Yuxin is Back

These few brief words instantly allowed Xu Yu's breathing to return to normal.
The Wen family enterprise—surely Shen Liangyan would be willing to hand it over, wouldn't he?
As long as his legs remained unhealed, as long as he stayed paralyzed, Xu Yu had something to comfort her heart, sparing her from plunging into those endless, inescapable nightly nightmares.
"Not healed yet, not healed yet."
Xu Yu murmured, her fingers trembling uncontrollably, while Shen Liangyan continued...

A sound resembling a sword piercing through a thin membrane rang out. Unhindered by the golden protective divine barrier, the virtual sword qi plunged straight into He Qingfan's heart, pierced right through it, retrieved a single drop of golden blood, and returned into the letter.

The sound of the zither was profoundly tranquil and ethereal. The moment she heard it, Chen Rong knew immediately that it was being played by Wang Hong. Unconsciously, Chen Rong began to follow the direction of the music.

For some unknown reason, Kim Ji-yeon, who had previously only offered passive defense without any retaliation, suddenly found strength from nowhere. She shoved away Nangong Han, who was straddling and whipping her, snatched the bath towel from beside the bathtub, and wrapped her naked body in it.

"We were just talking about Boruto," Hinata said with a smile. "With the addition of Ye Chen, Boruto will have a playmate and won't keep burying himself in video games all the time."

That meant the intruder had approached within a radius of ten zhang before he finally sensed the danger.

Thus, Jun Hui and Yan Yi began conferring, merging all the nations into a single empire. They changed the name of the state to Great Shang, with Gu Chen as the Emperor, Jun Hui as the Eastern Empress, and Yan Yi as the Western Empress.

As dusk fell, Long Tao, soaked to the bone, returned to the humble mountain thatched cottage where he and his master lived in seclusion.

"Forget it, let's just do as the old man said anyway. He would never wish me harm... When we reach the bridge, we'll cross it," Feng Luoyu comforted himself. Staring at the Purple Dragon Dagger that now belonged to him, he felt as though he finally had something to lean on.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengce felt a chaotic mixture of emotions churn within his heart. The realization that his birth mother, Wu Linna, had hired Kim Ji-yeon to set up a scheme and deceive him for so many years left him with an indescribable, suffocating ache.

He had only come here in the first place to find a place to stay; he never had any ambition to become some grand figure.

Yuan Zhenxia could even pinpoint the exact location of that metal fragment inside the brain right away: it lay precisely between the left and right cerebral hemispheres, cleanly dividing them.

"Brother Linyi, is that you back?" Tan Yaqing put down the Rubik's cube in her hand and turned her face to ask.

Just as the two men were about to clash face-to-face and throw punches, the bald man's expression suddenly froze. He still had a Bluetooth earpiece hanging from his ear, through which someone was presumably speaking to him. Just as they were about to meet, he suddenly turned around, ran back to his car, flashed another middle finger at Linyi, and drove away at top speed.

Suddenly, a faint, elusive aura drifted over. Hawkeye and Sickle Li simultaneously turned their gazes toward the dense woods on the right. Exchanging a glance, the two men nodded imperceptibly, then violently shoved their car doors open and bolted toward the right-hand woods like two arrows loosed from a bow, moving with terrifying speed.

Upon hearing Chang Ping's report, Chu Kun had been gripped by a sudden panic and failed to listen carefully. Believing that the Empress Dowager had summoned Long Yinle to the palace to stand trial, he left the group of ministers behind without a second thought and rushed right over.

Clearly, Doro's luck had failed to protect him. Having taken the wrong path meant that Doro would have no hope of finding his way back anytime soon.

Naturally, considering that Taisui possessed a history of evolution within the ocean, Wang Ping's very first action after dealing with the man-eating flower's trunk was to stop the ship and drop anchor.

A true deity was still a true deity. Even when fighting enemies using close-quarters combat—the discipline in which he was least proficient—he still held an absolute, overwhelming advantage.

"Tap water? How could there be tap water inside a saline bottle in a hospital?" Wang Fei raised an eyebrow, a look of utter confusion on his face.

Babu smiled faintly as he popped open an exquisite wooden box, inside of which lay a meticulously crafted revolver—a Colt revolver replica personally overseen and produced by Yu Wei as a gift.