Chapter 794: End-of-Month Summary: Discussing the Upcoming Plot Direction

End-of-month summary, discussing the direction of the upcoming plot

Even Li Hao was surprised, and when Wang Xiaomin heard Song Lingling's words, she obediently went back and sat down beside Wu Yaxuan. Li Hao's eyes widened, feeling indignant in his heart—he hadn't expected that Song Lingling could actually keep Wang Xiaomin and Wu Yaxuan in line. Truly not simple.

"Just let him go! I'm begging you." Li Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to watch anymore, her face full of pleading.

The moment the veil was lifted, Jiang Ming and Ah Feng's eyes met. In both their eyes there was only each other, and the whole world was reduced to just the two of them.

For instance, drinking wine in a secluded spot in the imperial flower garden—what kind of place was that secluded spot? Why didn't Chun'er just say it directly, instead of describing it so vaguely?

"Li Hao, say a few words—consider it a return gesture to your fans," said homeroom teacher Mr. Xie with a smile, not expecting to have such a handsome boy in his class.

"Hey, Li Hao, get to the Li Group right now—the Ma father and son are here," Li Hongchang said anxiously, and hung up directly without waiting for Li Hao's agreement.

"Bang, bang—two shots." The two killers behind Li Hao fell to the ground. Li Hao couldn't help but turn to look—it was Wei Rongrong who had fired. He hadn't expected Wei Rongrong's marksmanship to be this accurate.

"You... do you know how Shaman escaped?" I looked at Shaman with a half-smile. I didn't believe she didn't know that I was the one who let Shaman go.

The duke suspected that the ones attacking humans in the northern part of the ranch were from the blood clan, and his first suspects were Rilad and me.

"She is the lady I married into this household. In life she belongs to the Bai family, in death she belongs to the Bai family's ghosts. If you want to go back, then go—but you cannot take her." Bai Mu finished speaking and strode off. Murong Lianxin followed him out.

As soon as this aura and killing intent burst forth, Guan Xingze was instantly so terrified that his whole body trembled incessantly, his knees going weak and nearly buckling to the ground.

If she had that much money, would she still need to use the pretext of blind dates to trick those men into buying houses?

If not for the fact that her nirvana was imminent and she still needed to oversee the overall situation in the clan, Yuan Feng would have even wanted to form a dao companion bond with Wang Yueban.

This army was a force they had been secretly cultivating over the past dozen or so years, always operating in the shadows and never exposed. Once the token was mobilized, it would mean laying the Qi Prince's trump card before the emperor.

It was also because neither the power of chaos nor the laws of chaos belonged to this realm, that those of the demon race who sensed it felt a sense of impending catastrophe and rejection.

Seeing Mo Shanshan's reaction, Ye Zhiqiu laughed—laughed very happily. It seemed this temporary departure not only hadn't created distance, but had also yielded an unexpected harvest.

The security was tight, but they couldn't guard against an insider. Wu Yuntao easily obtained cleaning passes for Chen Long and four others, allowing them to pass through layer after layer of screening and enter the heavily guarded mansion.

Though they still had some doubts about Ye Zhiqiu's intentions, they knew the other party likely bore no ill will toward them, so they accepted him.

Xiahou, meanwhile, was scheming with the idea of the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole waits behind, planning to wait for Ning Que to come out before making a move to snatch it.

Uh, Ye Zhiqiu hadn't expected Third Senior Sister to say something so domineering. For a moment, he was at a bit of a loss for words.

He had been away from Guonan Island these past two days. After returning and receiving the news, he rushed to their home to find the person—who knew he would still be a step too late.

On the first day of my promotion, my mood was anxious the entire day. That feeling of walking on thin ice was something I had never experienced before. Although nothing happened that day, and there was no need for me to "light" one fire after another as a new official taking charge, everything was not greatly different from before.

Actually, this matter was strange to talk about. Yesterday Haitang had decocted medicine and fed it to her, and she was already able to get out of bed and walk, feeling clear-headed and refreshed. She was just pondering whether she should go to the temple to pray to Bodhisattva, when she suddenly felt a warmth below, reached down to touch, and found it was all dripping blood.

Qianxun's sword brows furrowed coldly. "Haitang, hide!" He drew a short blade directly from his boot. The blade could cut through iron like mud—truly a fine weapon.

Gong Chenye said nothing, simply dialing Gong Lie's number directly. As soon as the other side connected, he tossed the phone to Su Jing, letting her ask Gong Lie about Mengbao's situation herself.

After experiencing the matter of transforming into mortal, it was obvious that not only Qianmo had gained this understanding—the others had similarly come to the same realization.

"If you wait for me, I will come back. But you must wait patiently—wait until the sun first rises, wait until the sun sets in the west, wait until that field of tricolor pansies we planted all blooms. In that summer, I will come back." Mo Qianmo said with a face full of deep affection.

"Thank you." After leaving her phone number, Qiu Lingyang didn't stay a moment longer and continued on the road to find Shang Xufeng.

Now Qin Fang lying on the bed—that handsome face with its air of dominance—had shed its covering of grime, revealing its original complexion.

"Don't interfere! I'm about to win!" Zhong Miaoke's anger wasn't entirely because of Li Yanyang—she was simply frustrated by how the game was going, and at this moment she was nearly in tears.

It was at this moment, as the fair-skinned youth's threatening warning fell, that the lewd, flabby brute who had been waiting on the side actually stepped forward rather boldly. Between his bow and lowered head, he unexpectedly addressed the fair-skinned youth seated in the chief seat with a respectful report.

The car had been moving for a while when Xia Yuan saw two armored vehicles blocking the road ahead. The people blocking the road shone flashlights at the car, signaling it to stop.

"Strike with all your might—you cannot kill him." The Peerless Demon King, after observing for a moment, declared.

At dusk, the afterglow faded, darkness descended, and between heaven and earth there was only the heavy, somber color of pitch-black darkness.

The children's innocent laughter instantly rang through the entire courtyard, and amid the adults' repeated words of thanks, Uncle Zhang Er smiled like a child.

"She usually likes to bring her toys to En'en, but occasionally she also likes to tug and pull at En'en," Su Ze said again. He was always amused by this sight, especially when looking at Xi'er's face that so resembled his own, feeling a great sense of closeness.

Only someone like him, whose life essence had been elevated to rival that of an ancient demon cultivator, could possess strength no different from a D-rank mid-stage physique—no, it should now be a D-rank mid-stage physique—while still rated as F-rank in physique assessment, and still be strengthened by the lowest quality of spiritual power.

The reason he came to attend this gathering, and specifically to attend the gathering of the Li clan's Huang faction, was because of his own calculations... The Huang faction controlled the Li clan's commercial resources and possessed the most abundant reserves of various resources.

Amid everyone's tension, the expression on genius Yin Wanqian's face kept changing, yet in the end no look of joy appeared. Instead, his brow furrowed deeper and deeper. Everyone knew what this meant.