Chapter 582: Little Aunt

Just after Liu Feng patted his shoulder, Wang An was so frightened that cold sweat poured down; the shoulder he had been patted on felt as if it had no bones, his arm suddenly sinking down, soft and powerless. After hearing Liu Feng's words, he stammered with trembling lips, "W-what reminder?"

As she spoke these words, Zhao Jiajia's eyes darkened, and Mu Yishan also realized she had said the wrong thing, so she immediately changed the subject.

He had already been late for work yesterday, and today he simply didn't ask for leave and skipped work entirely; he was truly doomed.

"Hmph, you aren't the only ones with mid-grade treasure artifacts!" Xue Wudao and Song Tian and others sneered; they also intended to summon their own mid-grade treasure artifacts.

"Who told you to use spiritual energy! Control it with physical strength, physical strength, do you understand! Idiot!" Looking at Wu Ting's angry eyes, Kaiping remained unmoved and shouted loudly.

Zhong Heng hesitated calmly, already calculating where to flee would be safest. Sweat had already broken out on his forehead, his face filled with panic, the sweat beads like a wet palm.

Resting quietly on the front of her neck was a golden-threaded jade treasure, adding a touch of elegant air; silver butterfly earrings dangled by her ears, her raven-black hair tied up with a silver hairpin into an exquisite willow-leaf bun, with a carved jade orchid pinned on, making her appear fresh, beautiful, and exceedingly elegant.

The security guard was instantly startled by Lu Jun's murderous gaze, immediately returned to his post, and would likely have nightmares tonight.

Lu Jun had long guessed the fake Lu Jun would do this; since he possessed his own consciousness and thoughts, he certainly wouldn't allow anyone to replace him; anyone in his place would be the same, who would allow another version of themselves to exist in this world.

Ao Xingyu, who was about to act, was stopped by Ao Xingchen, who whispered a few words in his ear to remind him.

Do you really think I am Saint Mary standing in place with a 360-degree halo without dead angles, spreading sunshine everywhere?

And what Zhao Yi Qianming wanted was strength, the strongest strength, so Zhao Yi Qianming's dream was to surpass the Six Paths Sage, surpass Kaguya Otsutsuki, even transcend the world, or launch a challenge to a new world.

Zhang Liang was stunned by Li Xuan's shamelessness; Li Xuan would lose if he made one more move, yet he had the face to call this a draw?

Originally, the designation of the First Guards Cavalry Army didn't belong to the former Second Cavalry Army; it was just that the First Cavalry Army had suffered heavy losses in the early fighting on the Belarusian front and was undergoing large-scale reorganization in the rear, soon to become a brand new mechanized army, while the remaining cavalry forces would be split into several independent units.

Zhao Yi Qianming tried to struggle, but found the ropes binding him incredibly tough; even using all his strength, he couldn't break free from the ropes.

Not disturbing the captain and co-pilot, he returned directly to his seat; at this moment, Feikochinov and Zhang Zhiqiang were chatting about the scenery of Moscow. Feikochinov was chatting with full concentration, while Zhang Zhiqiang, though also chatting happily, hadn't forgotten to glance a few times at the landmarks on the ground.

Li Xuan didn't dare face Yaya much now; after all, having just proposed, he pushed the wedding date back by a year, which was somewhat immoral; although it had been agreed upon before, he still felt a bit guilty.

Most importantly, this type of underhand pitch was very uncomfortable for batters used to overhand pitches.

After Ping'er struggled weakly a few times, she was half-forced by Jia Lian into the body; before long, she slowly began to respond passionately as well.

But... what Han Sheng said also made sense... what's past is past, there's nothing to miss.

Until today, when Li Tian'er looked back suddenly, she recalled that every time Yang Kaixin smiled and gently flicked her forehead, there was a trace of bitterness hidden in that smile.

Mo Xingle's apron around his waist was still untied; flour still clung to his face, waist, and apron; a few strands of hair on his forehead were wet with sweat and stuck to his cheeks; not only that, his nose had some gray-black furnace ash, looking quite wretched.

She had thought burying her body in the water would greatly relieve this feeling of lacking safety, but unexpectedly, just as her buttocks had barely touched the bottom of the tub, a sense of crisis even stronger than before sprang up from the depths of her heart.

Three days later, having encountered no powerful demonic beasts along the way, they arrived smoothly at the Profound Heaven Demon Abyss.

Zheng Xianzhen also never expected that one day she would have such an identity; if she had known this, she should have actively pursued Song Mocheng when she first met him.

"I wish to ask Wang Yue to host a Jieyuan banquet for me." But before she could even see him, she was turned away at the door by his maid.

Just from this conversation, the predicament before them was resolved; this seemed a bit too simple.

He had always kept himself pure for Nuonuo; no matter how many temptations there were, he remained unmoved, but only when facing Nuonuo was his body so unable to withstand teasing.

The more she tried to deny it, the more a voice in her heart reminded her that he liked her; because he liked her, because of a momentary carelessness, he died an unnatural death and came here.

The Four Shadows glanced at each other, then together turned their gaze toward Ling Wushuang's doorway; they saw the two drunkards had already entered the room and closed the door; immediately, they nodded in unison to Shang.

Outside the house, the cold wind suddenly grew fierce, blowing up a corner of the heavy curtain at the door. The bone-chilling coldness seeped in from outside, making people shiver.

A fatal wound, but compared to the previous demon men, the attack power of their sharp horns and claws could match mid-grade magical treasures!" Ming Shen also said in surprise.