Chapter 37: To Destroy You, What Does It Have to Do with You?

As the five-minute stealth duration elapsed, the purple glow supercar reappeared on the highway. Without lingering, the owner started the engine and sped away.

After waiting for three minutes to confirm the departure, Liang Dashan finally dared to crawl out of the sedan’s driver’s seat. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he cursed angrily, "Good thing I was sharp enough not to get out and surrender like those idiots. 'Daily Acts of Billion Good Deeds' is no saint; there’s no way he’d ever let anyone go."

Once everything was tidied up, she changed her clothes into the pale yellow top Xu Ping had given her. Although it was a bit large, wearing new clothes was a joy nonetheless.

The two exchanged glances, and in the condescending look from Pompey, Wang Xu understood a truth even more clearly.

Gongsun Yun realized at this moment that his cultivation had dropped to the first level of Qi Refining, and in this world, spiritual energy was exceptionally thin, with no one else cultivating immortality.

Caught off guard by the sudden kiss, A-Yin’s cheeks flushed with shyness, but she said nothing more. Wearing her crystal shoes, she nodded gently and looked at Lin Fan with a touch of earnestness.

Chen Xuan strode toward what he called his room upstairs. Perhaps his behavior today had been too abnormal, leaving the others unable to snap out of their daze.

However, Xiao Hechuan understood this; after all, once Gongsun Qianlong learned of what he had done at the Public Security Bureau and the Procuratorate, it was unlikely he would give Gongsun Sufeng a pleasant look.

As long as he cultivated his demonic servants step by step, he would gain immense power, easily realizing wishes that in his previous life he could only dream of.

Suddenly, a series of enlarged, bolded Abyss notification messages appeared before his eyes.

Illaoi was here because of the Harrowing; she had intended to investigate the event on her own.

If they could truly slay the Queen of the Rek'Sai, all of Shurima would benefit, at the very least allowing for better connections between the villages.

A massive, unpredictable beast of high-tier exotic rank actually allowed the cultivator named Yun to stand upon its body.

"Right here?" Yanyu’s slender fingers reached into my clothes, gently stroking the spot where I had just been kicked.

Luo Tian had anticipated this outcome, but hearing the Ninth Elder say it aloud still left him disappointed.

A palm surged with white light, striking the old man in black on the chest and sending him flying ten meters away.

Even Yun Yu, who was stationed over a thousand miles away, was jolted from his thoughts by the overwhelming sonic energy.

Just as F intended to sneak up on the guard, he caught a glimpse of a security camera on the wall aimed directly at the target. If he had rushed out, he would have been caught on tape; it was fortunate he had discovered it in time.

The two cars drove one after the other toward Pai Town. With the speed of the SSC supercar, an Audi A4 keeping up was a pipe dream, though it was clear Kyle had slowed down to wait for them.

The monster sensed the danger, but at this moment, the only thing it could do was close its eyes, hoping its eyelids could withstand the attack of the shadow.

Watching Zoro and Sanji depart, Wang Hou reached for his bow and arrow, aimed into the distance, and released a shot that flew instantly.

Xia Mingfeng couldn't help but gasp; this was the power of an ancient immortal. Cui Yuan, who had been kneeling on the ground, had vanished, leaving behind only a pair of sharp horns and a blackened bronze mirror.

After the second three-peat, the Supersonics finally underwent a major overhaul, with veteran players either leaving or being traded.

She had heard that the Lu family’s ancestors were of noble character and treated everyone with equality and respect; she had expected to suffer greatly from the "lucky marriage" arrangement.

Just then, a soft, fuzzy knitted object passed in front of her neck and wrapped around once.

"I’ll talk! I’ll talk!" Zhang Lin immediately cowered. Qin Shaocong always kept his word; he had previously sent an insubordinate executive to the crematorium.

Fang Xuanyan and Ye Yingyao were classmates who met in a club. Their relationship grew very close, and eventually, sharing the same vision and ideas, they founded the Yueheng Cosmetics Company.

Wang Sicong had actually been summoned by a call from Li Bonan, who said Zhang Rang had shown up at his door to pick a fight.

Jinguuji Moon naturally did not want to hurt her, so he followed her wishes and did what she wanted him to do. Even when the food wasn't particularly good, he never left a single bite.

As for Zhou Quan, from that day on, he devoted his energy to strength training and basketball practice.

When Zhou Mo arrived at the production team over the weekend, he glanced at his data panel and discovered that his negative energy points had increased by over half a million in just a few days.

"You'll know when we get there," Gao Ze smiled slightly. Yuan Xiao was curious—where were they going in the middle of the night? Was it really necessary to stay so mysterious?

After hearing her out, Li Cangqiong was stunned for a moment, then laughed and pulled Gu Xingyue into a hug.

Bai Yuchuan used a few brief words to shut Yuan Xiao’s mouth, leaving her silent for the rest of the journey when she had originally wanted to comfort him.

Ji Xiangyang had not yet passed the danger zone, and now Tong An had come down with a high fever in the night. The situation had become even worse.

Dou Cinian was calculating and held the Imperial Grandson’s jade seal; as long as he captured Qianxun, he could control the Jinyiwei army outside and have enough leverage to deal with Lou Zhi.

Seeing him sleeping, he wondered—he’d heard the Prince didn’t even need a sword to kill people at the border; would he just happen to kill him too?

Nan Yuan felt his hand being held and flinched slightly; seeing this, the expression on Liu Quan’s face became even more puzzled.

He whispered a few auspicious blessings to Gu Xingyue and then hurried out to find someone to share this explosive piece of news with.

"Do you need anesthesia?" The doctor had intended to administer it, but seeing him acting as if nothing was wrong, he asked.

Tuantuan’s bright eyes stared at Ning Rong, her pupils flickering like the bright and moving stars in the sky.

Ling Mofeng frowned, deciding it was better to carry her upstairs to sleep; she had just recovered from a cold, and he didn't want her to get sick again.