35 Greed

Su Tang was inherently careless, often speaking at the wrong time or in the wrong place without regard for the occasion.

"It's not like that, Qingyan. Please, don't get agitated, and be careful not to hurt your hand." Mother Mu was at her wit's end; after all, he was her only son.

I thought fearfully, if things were truly like this, wouldn't my plan to find help be ruined yet again?

Watching the situation unfold before me, I felt incredibly depressed. How could I be so unlucky as to encounter such a predicament?

Before he passed away, he had cast a certain formation and verbal curse upon the Succubus clan. To become their king, one must endure what other succubi cannot.

"General, it is done. Although several hundred captives were killed, the rest have defected and become our slave army," Zhou Yuan reported.

Even if you managed to find the eye of this Soul Sacrifice Formation by pure luck, what of it? The passage to the Divine Realm has long been opened; the Venerable merely wishes to offer more divine souls and spirits to that great figure.

Yet, I must remain idle. After all, who knows what the next generation might become if we were to unite?

Leng Ruyue was not an arrogant person. Although she had her own temper, she did not interfere excessively with her patrons.

Upon hearing this, Yang Hui was shaken to his core. With his vast knowledge, he naturally understood exactly what it meant to be acknowledged by the Will of Heaven.

In the North Sea, there lived an ancient turtle that had existed since the dawn of time—a mysterious creature possessing the bloodline of a Chaos Demon God.

"External wards" refer to those placed near the opponent's defensive towers and fountain, used to observe whether the opponent might attempt a lane swap.

Although the night curfew was in effect, it did not mean one had to stay indoors after dark. The curfew prohibited passage between the wards. The city consisted of one hundred and eight wards, each functioning like an individual courtyard, complete with perimeter walls and gates facing the four cardinal directions.

The soldiers, who had initially been filled with joy at the sight of the Turkic heads representing their glorious battle achievements, now felt that excitement completely vanish.

With a muffled "puff," Ning Hao was struck by a palm, causing him to cough up blood, his body feeling as if something were churning violently inside.

Zhang San ordered the signal flags to be waved. Without needing Qin Chao to direct them, both the ambush forces of Baiqu Prefecture and the Qianniu Guards were intimately familiar with the shifts of the military formation.

Though these armored soldiers outnumbered his own, he was confident they would obediently disarm and surrender.

"Everyone says I look just like my father. I shouldn't be a foundling, right?" Niu Jianhu asked, albeit with some lingering doubt, as he tried to argue the point.

Zhou Xing was a one-star Dragon General and an inner disciple of the Gaoshan Sect. Because his aptitude was mediocre and his cultivation speed slow, he was relegated to running errands within the inner sect. He was never entrusted with important tasks, and consequently, his rewards and cultivation resources were pitifully scarce.

But what others could not do, Qin Yun could, for he had embarked on an entirely new path of alchemy.

As she said this, she glanced sideways at the man on the hospital bed who was diligently attending to his official duties, muttering to herself, "Flirtatious menace."

However, the one named Xiao Ning had no intention of letting her go. She felt a sense of superiority over Wu'er; if Wu'er hadn't been so useless, why would Yi Niang have bothered to seek her out?

Spider rubbed her head violently. Her mind was in chaos, entering a temporary period of memory blankness. Having walked through the gates of hell, she felt a mixture of sorrow and relief at her narrow escape.

"Some things must be done, and some things must not! Besides, the Flying Tiger Gang and the Green Dragon Gang have never seen eye to eye. Chen Guang is my brother through thick and thin, and you are the person I, Chen Fei, respect the most! If the Green Dragon Gang wants revenge, let them come! There isn't a coward in my Flying Tiger Gang!" Chen Qiao declared bitterly.

Bi Qianmo’s tone was calm and unhurried, yet those final three words caused all the color to drain from Ming Wei’s face, leaving her deathly pale.

The others, seeing Xiao Yunfei’s pistol, quickly halted their momentum. Especially after the gunshot rang out, they dared not act rashly. No matter how formidable one’s martial arts or how robust one’s physique, it was useless against a pistol; a single bullet could send them to the afterlife.

There was a thatched cottage in the bamboo grove, surrounded by dozens of square feet of flower beds filled with exotic blooms and strange herbs. The two stood under a cluster of emerald bamboo, staring at the cottage for a while, but detected nothing unusual.

"Why are you sitting here? Come, let's go see Godfather together! He has been talking about you incessantly!" Wang Zhongyong pulled Xiao Yunfei by the arm, intending to head toward the inner room.

However, Tang Feng knew that it was certainly not the tree expressing such emotions, but the ninja hiding within it.

Yan Xueqing panicked and tried to break free from Si Hongchu’s grip, but unfortunately, she failed after several attempts.

"I want to preserve both of these properties, so I intend to add an auxiliary line to the side." After calculations, the materials produced by the main line were too monotonous; an auxiliary material had to be installed to enhance its impact resistance and heat tolerance.

"Hey, you old Daoist priest is acting quite arrogant today. Shall we spar?" the old monk declared, unable to take it anymore.

Secha and Sompa were somewhat afraid of the power of the Bangkok Gang, but Nana, a newborn calf unafraid of the tiger, shouted directly at them.

"My injuries have worsened. I'll sleep for a while; you handle these fellows. The year-end solar fire is specifically designed to suppress evil spirits, so it should be fine." After Bai Lan finished speaking, he immediately fell into a coma. Calling it sleep was merely a way to say he could no longer hold on.