Chapter 286

The return journey is unbearable; I'm taking a day off.

Yet even magic finds it nearly impossible to block this strike in haste. At the moment of impact, the staff was violently repelled by an unknown force, and the light shield's glow instantly dimmed, dissolving into countless specks of light within half a second.

As soon as she stepped inside, Gwenn smelled the aroma wafting toward her; her gaze instinctively drifted to the kitchen, and Aunt Mei noticed this too. Aunt Mei rubbed her hands together, her face breaking into a radiant smile.

Liu Zaishi was suddenly torn apart by Song Zhixiao, and the name tag ripped off him bore no criminal mark whatsoever.

The following remarks were a reprimand to Yu Mo; her face paled slightly, she bowed and replied with a single phrase, daring not to utter a single word in defense—her family had no one she could command, not even the Lady could command her.

Big Miao had no idea what the outsiders were up to; she hugged her phone, watched TV, and giggled like an idiot.

As for Masaki Keigo, I leave him to you—remember, under no circumstances must he fall into Ishihori Mitsuhiko's hands, not even a whisper of his whereabouts.

Ron opened his mouth, increasingly unable to fathom Ye Mu, sensing the growing aura of authority and unfathomable depth slowly forming within him.

Similar thoughts coiled through Gu Baojian's mind like a venomous serpent, filling him with hidden, bitter resentment toward Bei Long.

Description: A mysterious talisman recording ancient feng shui incantations; may attempt to raise a dwelling's feng shui rank.

Wan Mama and the maidservants, including Lü Mei, surrounded Tang Wu Niang and her maid. When they reached the entrance of the estate where Ning Yuan and Mo Qi began sweeping, Lü Mei signaled Tang Wu Niang; the group moved to a massive camphor tree a bowshot away from Mo Qi, unfurled a large umbrella, and set up a table and chairs.

One side dodged, gnawing meat and sneering inwardly: This damn monkey really knows how to put on a show. Controlling the Strange Fire with spiritual sense for simple motions is possible—but such a refined, complex process as grilling perfect meat? Without the Fire-Control Incantation, it's utterly impossible. He's about to be exposed, yet still pretending.

Erza was deeply shy; she grabbed Cain's collar and clung to his back, revealing only half her head as she curiously studied the strange creatures.

It's already the twenty-sixth or twenty-seventh of the lunar month; the New Year is coming soon, and I still don't know when he'll return.

Jiang Ranli saw this and hurriedly said, "Fourteenth Young Master, what are you doing? We're still outside."

Shi Mu pinched the pink diamond on the necklace; it burned hot in his palm, stirring a sweet, aching joy that surged toward his eyes.

Even if one survives to claim it, the body suffers permanent damage—the military career is over, at best ending with a quiet post in a leisurely department for retirement.

Even if he were no great figure, she would stay by his side, alongside the children, beside him.

Starting this week, the Strong Group will add extra training after dinner each night, primarily focusing on team synergy and sparring against the junior squads of various class teams.

Across the street, in the general store, the shopkeeper sat on the sofa, legs crossed, eyes half-lidded. Before her knelt a male clerk—the very man who had revealed Cain's residence to Baron Penguin.

The rioters watched with tense expressions; they had lived in Leizhou for years and never knew there was another layer beneath the ground!

"Not bad," he murmured, lips curling slightly, his handsome face radiating a sinister aura as he regarded Xue Hao with satisfaction. "Worthless disciple, I shall return to take your life." A flash of cold light gleamed in his deep eyes, brimming with murderous intent.

Before he finished speaking, a rock giant two stories tall swung its massive wooden club and brought it crashing down upon Harry.

The summoning system for Heroes of this world is identical to the one in Li An's world.

"Wife, you're mine now. I'm your master. The master's gone—what are you dawdling for?" Lu Yu stared coldly at Misono Kumiko.

Nowadays, the Puppeteer class has declined, and puppet masters are rarely heard of. These puppets stood motionless, iron spears gripped tightly in their wooden hands, sending a chill down Xue Hao's spine.

Han Feng's face turned terrifyingly dark; just days ago, Nicole had ignored him, and now he had a perfect outlet for his rage.

Even after class ended, Wang Yi still couldn't figure out why the brother and sister had come to Tianyi. Suddenly, his phone rang. He picked it up—it was Jiang Xueqing calling.

But Li An has always believed heroes need not reveal their origins. Though he's a livestreamer, he possesses the confidence and determination to become a global superstar. He doesn't despise his lowly birth, nor his humble status.

"Aowu…" Su Yue'er, who had just barely broken free from Qin Chen's restraint, let out a loud cry that drew everyone's attention.

"Master, there are indeed Dragon Carp and Dragon Corpses beneath the water. This single tub contains five Dragon Corpses, and their Dragon Pearls remain intact—that's why these Dragon Carp are so powerful." Dragon Carp are auspicious creatures; the five of them drifted about, utterly ignoring Qi Xuanyi's arrival.

Unless one's cultivation surpasses Long Qingchen by nine ranks or more—exceeding the Nine Prohibition Threshold—one cannot possibly withstand Long Qingchen's shameless fighting style.