(145) Unabashedly Sarcastic

"Xiao Liu, even though your mother and I have both started new families, the child support we’ve provided for you has never once been..." short. Liu Yunwei was about to bring up the alimony he had paid, but before he could finish, Weng Ran cut him off. She shot him a fierce glare. Liu Xi was Liu Yunwei’s biological sister, and because of that bias, he always felt she was kind-hearted, but women understood women better. The truth was that Liu Xi had never spent that money on Liu Yi.

Accompanying a burst of force, a black figure was sent flying backward from the distance. Qian Fanchen instinctively stood up and easily blocked the hidden projectiles, then released the Dragon King Formation from between his brows, which began to hover in the low-hanging sky.

"You're going to be rude to me?" Jin Taichen sneered, his long, narrow eyes glinting with cold mockery. "I’d like to see how exactly you plan to be rude." As he spoke, he reached out a hand, intending to touch Ye Nuo’s face.

As spiritual energy was infused, the field of vision of the Spirit Eyes expanded further and further, until finally, Qian Fanchen locked onto over a dozen deeply concealed fluctuations of spiritual power.

"Is this what a battlefield is?" Qian Fanchen murmured in agony. His hands, which had been trembling, gripped his Mo blade tightly, cleaving seven or eight heavily armored soldiers at the waist. Just as he continued to weave through the battlefield, he was blocked by a slender youth who caught the tip of his blade with surprising ease.

Watching Mo Yu’s stubborn back, Xue Wanqing sighed helplessly, pulled over a chair, and sat down beside her.

"Alright, alright, is that all you were worried about? Do you have any idea how much of a headache this constitution of yours gives even me? Just imagine: if you cursed someone to trip and die while walking, to sleep and never wake up, or to have an allergic reaction just from drinking water—wouldn't you say that’s powerful?" Zhou Yan casually rattled off a few examples.

At the mention of this, he couldn't help but recall that absurd night at the inn, and his expression darkened further.

"I’m here, don't be afraid!" Gu Moyan held Xu Nuo’s hand, his voice gentle as he offered her strength. At the same time, she felt guilty in her heart; Xu Nuo had been so kind to her, treating her like family, yet she had grown jealous because of Su Muhang’s attitude toward her, leaving her unable to face Xu Nuo.

Xie Zixuan had prepared herself mentally, determined not to bow her head no matter how he attacked her, but seeing this reaction from him, she felt a sense of utter helplessness.

Please use the memory item to enter the Shadow World and assume the role of the missing alchemist, "Lemoir." For this mission, you require a teammate to play the role of Lemoir’s companion.

Chu Xuan was in no hurry. This was the first time someone had dared to sneak into his residence so brazenly. The illusion array had already been activated; the intruder had not yet escaped.

Just like the others, they landed in a daze, looking utterly stupefied. Most miraculously, they landed right next to Yang Jian, and the two of them stared at each other in bewilderment.

"If you were the one in my shoes, what would you do?" He Taiyuan had long sensed Jiang Lingxian, who was secretly watching from upstairs as he killed Deng Gaoyang, so there was nothing he couldn't say.

If that Western Paradise were truly a blessed land, then what were the human race? Were they merely blood-offerings for the Buddhas of the Western Sect to consume?

Wang Mu stood right next to the village chief, "Sai." The old man was like a high-efficiency turret, hurling one fireball after another in rapid succession. Wang Mu didn't want the chief’s skills to be interrupted by the monsters, so he focused entirely on acting as his bodyguard.

However, the Hydro-Pyro Puppet Bees clearly had no intention of waiting for death. Seeing that they couldn't break through the newly condensed Azure Lotus Fire Shield, they concentrated their Hydro-Pyro bee needles on a single point, finally managing to leave a dent in it.

The two of them chatted about the current swimming pool epidemic while finishing the chicken soup. Once the soup was gone, the conversation ended, and Gu Yanan carried the empty clay pot back to her bachelor apartment in the building next door.

Hu Yang raised his hand, intending to open the door to see Han Yingying off, but she had already started the car and driven away.