Chapter 25: The First Kidnapping

Long Xian'er and Zhu Dachang exchanged a glance, signaled to each other, and immediately darted backward, vanishing into the maze of trees and flowers.

He saw his fellow disciples—Fire Cloud Phoenix, Venerable Yin Yue, Xue'e, and Ba Tianhu—all seated around a table. Without standing on ceremony, he walked up to the empty chair beside Ba Tianhu and plopped himself down.

This world worships the strong, and these two monsters, whose cultivation speed outstrips even the most formidable experts, are destined to become world-class superstars. If one doesn't worship them now, clamor for their autographs, or bask in their reflected glory, then when will one ever have the chance?

"What exactly is this?" Chi Huan asked. He could sense a living creature inside, but it was certainly nothing he had ever encountered before. Combined with Dieni's attitude, he couldn't shake a growing sense of foreboding.

However, I am now facing another problem: my identification card does not seem to be valid for hotel check-ins.

Thinking of this, Gui Liudao flicked his sleeve, concealing another curved blade within, and ignoring Ni Duoshi, he turned his cloud around and flew rapidly toward Granny Jiuying.

"But as the Sect Leader of the Shadow Sect, I have reasons that force my hand!" Ouyang Dai'er looked at Cao Peng and finally sighed as she spoke.

After years of secluded cultivation, Shen Mohuang seemed to have finally reached this stage, becoming a peak practitioner among the younger generation in the truest sense.

Auracot, who had followed him in, flushed slightly and nodded in strong agreement.

On this day, outside Jizhou City, green mountains crumbled and rivers flowed backward. Countless cultivators were locked in slaughter, while the citizens of the city cowered in their homes, terrified to step outside.

The man appeared to be a youth, yet his hollow eyes occasionally flickered with profound sorrow, and the look of world-weariness upon him was unmistakable.

They ordered their meal, and Lele even asked Bo Lang some questions about dining etiquette, hoping to capture the most beautiful and elegant moments of Sister Nana.

Compared to Qi Lingyun, Yue Wen felt truly heartbroken. This flying sword was her prized possession, one of only two rare treasures from the Immortal Abode; the other was the Lieque Twin Hooks, which had been seized by Ling Yun. As for her remaining magical artifacts, none could compare to these two.

Regrettably, the Chameleon Demon Butterfly, its eyes struck and ruined, did not retreat. Instead, blinded by rage, it lunged mindlessly at Alice.

Yan Beige sat with his eyes closed, resting in Ming Hui's vacant seat. The news of the Qingfeng Coalition’s three-pronged attack was no less devastating to them than Ouyang Jingzhong’s feelings when the Emperor colluded with the Golden Flower Three Yue and the four tribes of Diannan to attack Dahu Road. In just a few days, the tide had turned once again.

"Hiss—" Wu Haoming drew a sharp breath. "Wife, it's best to say less of such things. It strikes a man's confidence too hard, and I'm afraid it will affect your future happiness." Having said that, he scooped his wife onto the bed; when dealing with her, actions were far more effective than words.

In their three short days together, these two star-crossed lovers had distilled a decade of longing into the most intense passion. At this very moment, they had already fallen into each other’s tender trap, unable to pull themselves free.

After the two reached a divorce agreement, my cousin took the child back home to live with my second uncle. My mother often visited them during that time.

Lacking necessary weapons and equipment, intelligence support, and effective supplies, and with no coordination or essential training among the team members—for most, even handling submachine guns or semi-automatic rifles felt awkward. Everything seemed to confirm his worst fears from the beginning.

A moment later, the three arrived at the Mahavira Hall of the Western Pure Land, where Gautama Buddha had been waiting for some time.

But this one—six rings, tossed one after another without pause, and every single one was a bullseye, landing right on the most valuable item at the stall.

Such things are a matter of mutual consent. Why act like this now, refusing to open the door? If you didn't want them to come, you shouldn't have invited them in the first place.

"President Lin!" Jiang Xing, being somewhat thick-skinned, walked straight to Lin Qianhua's side upon entering, failing to notice the awkward atmosphere in the hospital room.

At the same time, looking toward the phone, Fang Yu pushed Bei Ye’s hand away after a while and ran to answer it.

After the examination and reviewing the X-rays, the doctor prescribed some anti-inflammatory medication, followed by an IV drip. Throughout the process, Fang Yu did not want to say a single word to Bei Ye.

The moment her palm pressed against the man's, Yun Nuannuan's heart began to beat violently and uncontrollably.

"This is also fate." Gu Jinzhi glanced meaningfully at Yuan Zhen, remembering that the boy named Ji Heng, despite being a man, possessed extraordinary beauty.

He had to go and investigate what exactly happened with Su Qianxun's miscarriage; it seemed someone had been meddling behind the scenes.

Sumu watched her with his deep, dark eyes. As she was about to pass him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

It was the first time in his life he had been pressed so hard that his face turned red, unable to utter a single word in his defense.

But before Zhuang Wangao could say anything tender, Red Boy swept in like a ball of fire. What a mood-killer of a child! Princess Iron Fan immediately wiped away the blush on her cheeks, resumed a dignified expression, and straightened her posture.