Do you have a death wish, or are you just a chatterbox?

Su Tian looked straight at him and asked, "Shouldn't he have been hit?"
Although the chubby man had no idea what he had done to provoke Su Tian, he knew for certain that he could not afford to offend him now.
He could only shake his head and say no.
Watching this scene, the Black Widow felt a lingering fear and asked, "Captain, what are you doing?"
Su Tian...
Xun Yi curved his lips into a smile, the slightly upturned arc at the corner of his mouth carrying a demonic, alluring charm that was peerlessly graceful and utterly intoxicating. Lowering his head, he opened the green wood pouch at his waist. Instead of using his hand directly, he used spiritual power to lift a purplish-red plant out from the pouch.
Nanny Wang, intimidated by Qi Yunshu's medical skills and not daring to force the issue, left the items behind, kowtowed, and departed first.
In that brief span of time, Liang Yiming had even mapped out a blueprint for their future and was attempting to persuade Qi Yunshu when he suddenly heard footsteps from outside the rockery, accompanied by someone calling out Qi Yunshu's name.
I went over to Yang Zilong's place. He had just destroyed the batch of tainted fish cargo and seemed to be in a pretty good mood, looking cheerful. When he saw me, he handed me a cigarette.
Upon seeing this, Yang Zilong grabbed the chubby girl's younger brother, disarmed him of the gun he was holding, threw him to the ground with a reverse body slam, and beat him savagely. Many people tried to pull Yang Zilong away, but he fought like a desperate man.
Under the ferocious assault of the Third Legion of the Diamond Principality's Military Affairs Department, the Fourth Legion of the Iron Sword Federation's Military Affairs Department scattered like frightened wolves and dogs, completely routed.
Having received the reply, Baili Xin arrogantly and smugly provoked the leading minister from the capital city of Haotian, infuriating the people from the capital so much that they wanted to rush onto the field and knock Su Renlan flat right then and there.
After pulling the spiral, greyish-blue smoke close to him, the grey-robed cultivator flicked his arm, and the front end of the spiral smoke transformed into countless cyan arrows that shot out piercingly.
If he hadn't happened to browse a post online about "the differences between saltwater and freshwater fish" a while ago and remembered it all thanks to his formidable memory, he probably would have made a fool of himself just now.
Su Weilan, who had been fast asleep just moments ago, had already awakened. With sleepy eyes, she looked toward the opposite bed at Ye Xinyu, only to find that the person on the other side was no longer there. Su Weilan rubbed her hair, yawned, and got out of bed.
His sharply defined facial contours, icy expression, and exquisite features looked as though they had been meticulously sculpted by a master. Between his thick, bold eyebrows lingered an aura of dominance, and his sexy, thin lips carried a fatal temptation.
Zhou Fan rewound the video by a few seconds, and when he paused it again, he clearly saw what kind of entity was following alongside the friend of Su Yun's mother.
"The starting price is two silver taels. Fellow Daoists, please place your bids." Seeing how many people desired it, he felt a secret surge of triumph inside.
Seeing Zhuo Luo swinging the sword about with great enthusiasm, executing a couple of moves that actually looked quite formidable, Eldest Brother Yuan grew interested. Since he had always liked wielding blades and spears, he began practicing along with Zhuo Luo's movements.
That these two were still at this realm was within expectations, yet outside of reason. Going up against soul cultivators at their level was nothing more than serving as cannon fodder, so they might as well not return. Yet, relying solely on themselves to try and arm-wrestle the spiritual cultivators standing at the pinnacle of the Three Origins Continent was truly like a mayfly trying to shake a giant tree.
However, ever since then, he had been left with an aftereffect: he frequently suffered from dizziness. Although it didn't disrupt his daily life, over the past few years, he had also developed chronic halitosis, making his life a misery.
"Alright, it's getting a bit late, so we'll be heading back." To prepare for tomorrow's decisive battle, Zhou Fan decided he must get a good night's sleep tonight.
Witnessing this, Gao Murong looked somewhat displeased. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Ye Qiu wave his hand, signaling her to turn a deaf ear to the fellow's ridicule and pay it no mind.