Chapter 498: End

Anyone who has often stabbed people knows that unless a stab hits a vital spot like a major artery or the heart, it won't kill; even when death occurs, it is due to excessive blood loss.

Bai Yu, a dance student, clearly had little experience in stabbing people.

She stabbed Professor Meng in the back; aside from causing him a burst of intense pain, it did not inflict much harm.

But Officer Ye's bullet, no matter where it hit, would

With so many students discussing it, how could Lin Shuyao have failed to notice Chen Yulong? At this moment, she was silently praying in her heart, especially hoping Chen Yulong had not come to find her, but things did not go as wished.

Hearing this answer, Bai Tangtian's heart inexplicably tightened; this company, no matter what, was the old master's life's work, and he truly did not wish to see the day of its decline.

Zhan Mijiang could not help but pull her into his embrace again—this time, with calculated intent, he swept the bouquet aside.

"Where would you bring me trouble? Behind the scenes, you have silently blocked countless difficulties for me." Bai Lingjing playfully stuck out her pink tongue.

With a loud bang, a large burst of flame erupted from the muzzle, thick smoke swirled in the air, and a bullet hole appeared in the ceiling.

Of course, that is a story for later; suffice it to say Han Yi spent eight days obtaining the Shaolin inheritance before heading toward Wudang.

Pei Jingzhe had already suffered such a severe car accident to save her; he could not let her fall into deep self-blame over the matter of the Lin siblings.

Xia Fanxing stared at the television without blinking; in fact, she hadn't registered a thing of what was playing, her thoughts having long since wandered far away.

In an instant, the old demon Yingzhao and the crowd of demons flashed their figures, each charging at the ghosts holding green bamboo umbrellas around them; in a flash, Yingzhao, the Ghost Master, and the others engaged in a chaotic battle.

Having spoken, Fu Nianxian wiped the blood from her hands on the head of the deceitful beast in her arms, then waved her sleeve and departed directly from Moon Lake.

Although his body could enter the spiritual consciousness space, that did not mean he could transfer external objects inside; at present, he still did not know what form this spiritual consciousness space actually took, or whether it would allow external objects to enter.

It was just unknown whether Jiang Xueyan would agree; one must know that letting me drink however I please would surely get me drunk, and I would definitely be unable to rise before three o'clock tomorrow morning.

"You..." Ning Rongrong was so angry she could not speak; she had not expected Xing Fei to suddenly become so arrogant and domineering.

What a "what more could a wife ask for"; I truly do not know whether to laugh or feel depressed, but since there is such determination, I believe it is enough to engage in a fierce battle with the boss.

Zhou Ziyuan finished paying, placed the gifts and such into the trunk, then waited for Huang Agui, who was already sipping a bottle of "medicine" wine in his hand, to get into the car before he himself got in and drove away.

"This is not your fault; the Submerged Dark God Emperor is a Second-Rank God Emperor, and his title must certainly relate to concealment; even I did not discover exactly where he was hidden," Li Xiang said.

So, my hand did not grab that window bar. Because Zhou Xingxing pulled too hard and too suddenly, but my other hand gripped Zhou Xingxing tightly. I do not know why, but I must have regretted it. But it was a bit late.

Lianzhao Qian was poised to strike, while Long Feijia held his troops in reserve; the two remained locked in stalemate, neither willing to strike first. Suddenly, three of Lianzhao Qian's figures flashed, attacking with knives from upper, middle, and lower routes, while another leaped into mid-air, flinging both hands to send a volley of shuriken rushing toward them.

Xiao Yuenight sat in the side hall, unable to taste the tea in his mouth. He felt somewhat nervous, yet at the same time seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, for he was fortunate to have arrived in time; otherwise, had he been one day later, Murong Yufeng would have already left.