Volume One, Chapter 41: What Is Xiao Junhe Trying to Do?

Ye Xitang gazed at the two children who spoke up for her, her eyes stinging, a warm current flowing through her chest. She knew they had been following her all along.

Zhou Zhao was confident in his hearing; he truly hadn’t heard any footsteps earlier. Now that the great vengeance had been exacted, there was no need to dwell on the remaining matters. If he acted too ruthlessly, he might invite repercussions in the future.

Just then, the computer chimed, signaling the completion of data processing. The three of them gathered before the screen. With Chen Feiyu’s deft manipulation, the information relayed by the grape detector began to feed into the designated program.

In this world, after all, he was only a prince. He wasn’t vying for the throne with Crown Prince Liu Bian—who would want his life?

Upon reaching the desired floor, he found the door open, as if the owner had precisely anticipated his arrival.

She was also somewhat stubborn: she might not win a fight, but must she fail to escape as well? Surely she wasn’t less resourceful than those foxes.

Only those people, ignorant of everything, thought they’d struck a great bargain, gloating beside themselves.

The Crown Prince’s expression was calm, neither happy nor unhappy, but Pei Wuwang sensed a lurking murderous intent.

He looked down at the child and sighed inwardly: from now on, he was truly bidding farewell to his past and beginning a new life.

Willow Catkin had nearly gathered all the members, planning to meet again in the evening. Thanks to task tracking, even if they assembled late, it wouldn’t matter. The journey from the Fallen City to the Ghost City of Fengdu was long, and NPCs couldn’t teleport like players.

It made sense—since they lived nearby and now, as Bai Shi, no one could kill her, Xia Fengliang agreed without protest.

“Hey! What do you mean by this?” Li Wenguang shouted angrily, his patience wearing thin.

The crystal ice coffin was placed beside the Bai Xi flower. The coffin was opened, and the system’s storyline continued: Bradley twisted open the bottle of white liquid and slowly dripped it onto the flower’s stamen.

But given his environment and perspective, Mai Mengzui rarely interacted with players. His focus was on controlling Bai Shi and the others; players, who vanished upon logging out, were beyond his reach.

Yet Hua Xuanji beneath him hadn’t entered the proper state, and Ye Hua found himself caught in a dilemma.

She didn’t want the brief trust she’d earned by taking a blow for the Crown Prince to fade so easily.

Thus, for the director Yang whom he had never met, Li Mingxuan felt no affinity whatsoever.

A hint of puzzlement surfaced, but only briefly. At that moment, Hua Xuanji had no time for further thought, her mind wholly fixed on the lump of flesh that had fallen from her—Qi’er.

Now, those remaining among the human race were either formidable warriors or protected by the four ancient paragons. In short, capturing humans had become increasingly difficult.

Us observed the flickering magic rune, sensing traces of a teleportation array, necromancy summoning, and master-contract summoning.

Wang Yi never imagined the zombie would change after reaching Wang Yuetao. Because of this, Wang Yi was now deeply regretful—he shouldn’t have sent the zombie to Wang Yuetao in the first place.

Blood Claw and Ghost Claw simultaneously struck the same spot on Buck’s body—blending hardness and softness, their power was extraordinary. Even someone as strong as Buck found it hard to withstand.

Wu Jianhao tried to say something, but at that moment, Stone was already snoring, his hand inside his underwear, rubbing something.

Su Yuanfan picked up two teacups from the table, reached for the teapot to pour tea for the others. Su Xiyue quickly stood, dodging Ye Chen’s lazy hand, and took the teapot from Su Yuanfan.

Us scanned Yuan Xiaoqian and discovered that her bones and tissue hadn’t been tampered with—they were natural. If her face had been filled, the structure would differ from human tissue, and the scan would reveal it. If the bones had been ground, their shape would show artificial marks.

The concubines cared little for Li Longji’s troubles and, since then, preferred playing with Yang Yuhuan.

Empress Wang didn’t know where to begin. It was an elusive intuition, born of her long-standing unease and her limited understanding of Li Longji.

Aduo spoke tremblingly, shielding her chest with her arm. Could it be that, although this man had saved her, at heart he was still a beast?

Mu Qingcheng saw Cheng Yijie enter, and her whole body jolted. Her eyes grew hot and wild. She stared at him, her face full of anger; the heart she had worked so hard to numb began to tighten and convulse, wracked by torment and pain.

The Bull Demon King checked his energy—he could transform again, activate his Demon Lord battle form, and unlock new skills. He could still deal with Chen Qi. Seeing the green blood flowing from his body, he quickly devised a plan—this time, Chen Qi, it’s your turn.

A once spirited soul now seemed draped in gloom, like a billionaire bankrupted overnight, drained of all vitality.

After the Seven Mysteries Tower should be the Cloud Palace, but Jiang Fan saw that everything was encircled by shimmering barriers, only vague outlines visible.

As the two walked out of the dress shop arm in arm, all the men’s eyes nearby shifted to them. Many men secretly swallowed hard.

In a flash, at the end of the passage, Keisha saw a thin membrane. Beyond it lay what seemed to be a vast starry sky.

Who the hell tried to devour me just now? I’ll skin him alive. Damn it, I’ll wipe out his entire clan—no survivors. Kill them, all of them, leave none alive.

Chen Yang produced another packet labeled “Ammo,” unsigned. Damn it, messing with me! The Fu family is powerful—play with me if you want, I won’t die, but Yuan Quan can’t handle it; one game and he’s gone.

The exquisite leather boots on his feet shimmered with blue light. Tuoba Rong leapt onto a branch, swiftly chasing after She Qing and the giant wolf along the connected treetops.

She smiled and said, “It looks like Li Ruojun is surely surprised today, but I hope she doesn’t suspect Wenwen. After all, Wenwen is their agent, always thought to be helping them.” As she spoke, she pondered Wenwen’s predicament.