27 Is Possessiveness

Immortal Emperor, Pluto—he sent countless soldiers and generals flying with the sheer force of his spiritual power, their bodies crashing against the ground one after another.

He was a rational man. Though the gentle embrace of comfort was intoxicating, his inner ambition would not allow him to linger any longer.

I am no longer young. While my marriage has long since faded into routine, that does not mean I wish for conflict. After all, life is not a binary proposition; whatever point we reach, it is the result of combined forces. Why insist on turning it into a single-choice question?

The Qinghe Holy Mansion has announced to the world its intention to recruit a large number of outer-sect disciples, drawing a multitude of martial artists to its headquarters.

With another roar, she cleared an empty space around her, and Fen Yao was sent staggering back dozens of meters.

The pathetic, lecherous man was beaten half to death by the righteous crowd. He lay on the ground, shielding his head, not daring to move. His body was covered in footprints; by some stroke of bad luck, someone who had stepped in dog feces had inadvertently transferred it onto the man's back.

"Then, Executive Qian, please rest well. I will go see how Deacon Gai is handling things." Seeing that Qian Yang was satisfied with everything, Qiu Ye said no more, bowed, and took his leave.

At this moment, on the Moon-Gazing Platform, a slender figure was brandishing a long sword, surrounded by swirling true energy, looking as ethereal as a fairy.

The Boundless Valley is merely an insignificant puppet sect under the heel of the Multi-Treasure Sect. Even in the Eastern Tombs, a sect without a Nascent Soul cultivator to anchor it cannot be considered a powerhouse.

Murong Jianqiong narrowed her eyes. She sensed the defiance within the gaze of this sexy, enchanting cat demon.

"I have failed you all," the burly man leaning on a deep blue greatsword sighed, his expression calm.

Zhang Xin listened carefully to their conversation, analyzing the fragments of speech to glean the information she desired.

An elder of the Blood Fiend Sect looked on in shock and suspicion, his eyes locked on the nearly two-foot-long jade-flowered fan in Situ Baiyue’s hand.

The team led by Dongfang Shitian and others was ambushed by several groups that had already formed a pincer movement. Although the full assault had not yet begun, the situation was already precarious, causing Feng Xing and the others to panic as they hurriedly sought reinforcements from Ye Luo and Yan Hua Yileng.

"Shut up!" Upon hearing Iron Man call him "father," Ultron grew furious and responded by blasting a beam of fiery red energy.

Langya remained motionless. This strong man seemed to suffer a great humiliation; his eyes were bloodshot and blazing with rage, veins bulging on his arms as he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

Tang Zhong, still dazed and mentally confused, was about to follow Dong Li’s suggestion to try on the watch when the cool sensation in his hand brought him back to his senses.

At Jiang Xia’s command, the landing craft of the Silver Wolf opened rapidly. Everyone jumped from the cabin onto the ground, and with Luo Hua and Luo Xia leading the way according to the map, the group vanished into the dense forest in less than a second.

The bloodstains on the ground had long since dried into a dark red. The walls were dented, as if Lan had desperately smashed her head against them before leaping into the Atlantic.

Chang Mao skewered Hou Junji with his lance and was about to urge his horse to chase Li Shimin, but Li Xuanba charged over, shouting as he lunged at Chang Mao.

Speaking of which, the University of Science and Technology Esports Club was the birthplace of esports in Quancheng, perhaps even the "holy land" in the eyes of local fans, yet the Quancheng esports scene had always been divided into two factions.

"I have my own plans; I will contact you!" Seeing the sincerity in Yan Fei’s eyes, Liang Hua found it hard to refuse. "How about this? I’m full, you guys eat. I’ve already paid the bill!" With that, Liang Hua let out a satisfied burp and walked out of the shop.

A few bullets flew by; Adolf himself was unharmed, but his warhorse was killed. Under the immense kinetic energy, Adolf and the horse tumbled together, and he was eventually knocked unconscious by the weight of the animal.

On the final day to collect the apprentice membership admission ticket, Liu Tuo rose early. He stretched his hands toward the sky like massive pillars and, facing the rising sun and the morning glow, took a deep breath of the purple mist from the east.

Stretching his limbs, Liang Hua wondered why his room was so clean. His room had always been a synonym for filth and disorder; the current state made him feel as if he had walked into the wrong place.

"He wants to solo the dragon at level 2? In this version, besides Vi, who else can sneak the dragon at level 2?" Ilei’s voice was also filled with surprise.

At this moment, Feiya slowly opened her eyes. Seeing this, Lulu circled her joyfully, nearly making her dizzy again.

Seeing the middle-aged man suddenly collapse, those who were charging toward Qin Junxi instinctively stopped in their tracks.

Yin Yufeng turned back. "Why? You still want to treat me to a meal? It’s getting late, so there’s no need to trouble yourself. We must press on." With that, he turned to leave.

She knew her brother’s personality—it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him a paranoid. His desire to win was absurdly strong; sometimes, if he lost a game, he would be angry for a long time. Even if he didn’t say it, she could feel it.

Throughout the entire period of the Investiture of the Gods, Shen Gongbao never truly harmed the Chan Sect; everything was merely a calculated scheme.

Lu Jingjing looked at the nervous male teacher and felt an urge to kick him out. His eyes kept darting between Wang Minghao and Lu Jingjing, as if waiting to be questioned.

No one knew what kind of heart was hidden beneath her calm expression—a heart that, if sliced open, would bleed black bile, where the soil of jealousy nurtured the seeds of demons.