Volume One, Chapter 30: The Sole Survivor, Lin Beiye!

"It has nothing to do with you. Aside from these, is there anything else this morning?" Han Fei asked.

My heart felt like a coiled spring, thumping wildly with anxiety, my thoughts in a chaotic tangle. I forced myself to calm down and analyze the situation. Why was I losing my temper with someone completely uninvolved? The person who hurt me and tormented me was Shen Xiuzhe.

The Yue Bridge is unstable, and now it is emitting the same aura as the black stone, yet the Yue Bridge was crafted by the King of Hell using the Road to the Underworld and other artifacts. Could this black stone be related to those items used in its creation?

I gritted my teeth and struggled, but the two men behind me held me fast, leaving me unable to move.

He had meticulously plotted for years and waited for so long; he had essentially succeeded, yet before he could even fully savor the joy, he was defeated at the hands of Shangguan Lingjue and Gu Chenxi.

I opened the death coffin, and a plume of black mist immediately emerged. Before I could see the figure manifested by the Underworld Wood, I heard its excited voice.

Yet these past few days, they often heard sounds coming from the carriage—the Prince stealing food from Shen Yan, followed by her accusations.

Hearing the words of the lecherous old turtle, black lines of frustration streaked across my face, and I glared at him fiercely.

As he spoke, the Ghost Ancestor explained it to me: in the first of the three lifetimes shared by the same soul, the father’s lifetime was one of comfort in his youth, but his later years were actually filled with deep misery.

Not far ahead, an obsidian statue appeared. I approached and swung my sword, but missed. The obsidian statue suddenly soared into the air, spreading its massive wings, and let out a shrill, screeching cry as a wave of black magic struck my chest.

As for these goblins, they had been pushed to the edge of a bottomless abyss by despair and death.

Who could tell her who this girl was, with her long silver-white hair, ears sprouting from her head, and a long tail growing from behind?

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Clearly, Old Master Qiao also knew that Su Yan's gift could not compare to Liu Haonan's, but he did not want to embarrass Su Yan too much, so he offered some polite pleasantries.

"Damn, the style of this one looks much better than that one..." I stared at Murong Shanshan’s chest, wiping away drool as I spoke.

Wu Fan was taken by Di Hao to a mysterious place in the Immortal Realm, surrounded by colorful mists. This was the Seven-Colored Immortal-Destroying Miasma, the most lethal poison in the Immortal Realm, capable of harming even a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Mei Dari trembled slightly, a flash of excitement in his eyes. As he waved for the man to withdraw, he saw a golden light rising before him, and within the radiance, Amaya was spinning contentedly.

"Brother Sun, let me help you." Zhou Bai walked over to a lighting assistant named Sun Liren. Seeing him struggling with the equipment, Zhou Bai happened to recognize him.

Lu Yu’s success did not come without reason. Although she was fond of chicken soup for the soul, her hosting skills were formidable. Even though she often turned high-end interviews into motivational seminars, her unique style was second to none in the country, and few hosts could compare to her.

Summary of the next chapter: Although Fan Li defeated Qu Yi, Yuan Shao joined forces with Yan Liang, Tian Feng, and others to fight him.

Even so, hearing that term from someone else’s mouth still ignited an inexplicable anger within me.

Looking at Xia Shi at this moment, I think no normal man would choose to refuse, right?

"By the way, Teacher, surely you can tell us our destination now?" Ye Fan asked earnestly.

Especially during the final movement, Lin Xuerou had been terrified of falling to the ground and had nearly screamed, only gritting her teeth to hold it in. Fortunately, Chu Nan caught her firmly, and no accident occurred.

Going out this time, she only wanted to confirm whether anyone from Gu Qingcheng’s side was following her.

There was a grate outside the wooden cage, blocking the demon child. The child would not give up, trying hard to squeeze through the gaps, but his body was too large, and he simply couldn't get in.

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The vengeful corpse, wrapped in burial shrouds, began to hiss and smoke. Its body melted at a rate visible to the naked eye, eventually dissolving into a puddle of foul-smelling slime.

"Tang Yingxuan, don't push me too far. I have said that I will settle my debts with the Shen siblings at the very end, and my debts with you will be settled then as well. But that does not mean we are friends before the settling of accounts. What right do you have to ask anything of me?" I barked angrily.

Chu Nan recalled hanging up on Zhou Yuan Yuan earlier and felt a bit embarrassed.

The dog was not stupid; seeing the dagger, it became alert. It struggled to run, but upon realizing it couldn't escape, it bared its teeth to bite Tie Lü.

The three vampire brides, with their hideous faces and gray skin, looked just like winged corpses. I truly don't know how Dracula could bring himself to do it; perhaps a vampire’s aesthetic differs from a human’s, and they just happen to have a taste for that.

"Peak Master Mo, to ensure fairness, please help us evaluate this." Xiao Yang gripped his palm, dodging the right hand Guan Yi had reached out with, and then bowed respectfully toward the sky.

Clearly, Sister Xiang Qing had not expected that a suitor from her past would also attend this alumni reunion.

Cang Yun forcibly dissipated his golden body and sword qi, leaving only his wounded self to face the phantom of the Sea of Bitterness beast. The beast, already battered by the blue golden body, was no longer under attack and, in a state of extreme frenzy, lunged at Cang Yun.

Looking at the state of Tatafus, a sense of intense unease arose in Fen Erxun’s heart, and he spoke with a tremor in his voice.