Moon Among the Thirty-Six Stars (Including the Second Update)

The police officer with a mole said, "Let's go then. If it wasn't you, I will offer you a formal apology." This attitude was quite satisfactory.

Seeming to exhaust all his strength, Huang Liang knelt down in humiliation before the chair he had just been sitting in.

Seeing this, Sun Xi cursed incessantly in his heart, but he could not stop his hands; he gritted his teeth and continued to defend, defend, and defend again.

Suddenly, he realized the truth and broke into a cold sweat. This Pino was so insidious; he had almost become his scapegoat.

Brother Biao glared at Xia Yingying and said, "It won't be that easy for you to run. Tonight, I'm going to take all three of you."

Needless to say, the opponent must have been finished off by the four bodyguards. With their skills, they were more than capable of taking down many experts in an instant.

The corpse of Iron Guard No. 5 gradually stiffened in the wind, his eyes filled with an indescribable complexity.

A moment later, the two Holy War Lords, Konas and Rasta, dragging their exhausted and wounded bodies, fought as they retreated, soon luring the two Tier 5 magical beasts into a clearing deep within the forest.

This sudden turn of events was completely beyond his expectations. He did not recall any connection between the Withered-Prosperous Valley and Master Liyun, but since it could save his life, he naturally would not ask unnecessary questions.

Sun Zhirui had her own selfish motives for saying this; it was a way to stake her claim and reduce the time the two spent alone together.

"Pfft..." Shen Chu, struck again, swayed unsteadily before collapsing into a chair, his face full of defeat.

Recalling the dissatisfied tone Rong Jin used at the entrance of Qing University when he said he didn't care about him, Sheng Ge couldn't help but chuckle.

This brought a sense of relief to Mu Qingge, who took a moment to look toward Yao Xinghai. Just then, Yao Xinghai was struck and fell to the ground spitting blood, while the golden light continued unabated toward his alchemy furnace.

"My Lord, the gold, silver, and jade ornaments have been organized, but these antiques, paintings, and calligraphy..." When the butler saw the names of these items, he almost thought his eyes were playing tricks on him, or that the Ban family was teasing him. He dared not tell the other servants, fearing it would blow up and become impossible to manage.

He had held her like this several times throughout the night. Did this sudden intimacy foretell something? Since they were about to part ways, why provoke her again?

Since everything was under the control of the Li family, then no matter if the next place was where she wanted to go, it would be where they wanted her to go.

"Who are you?" Suddenly, a soft, slightly timid voice came from behind her.

Gu Zi'an circled the ground floor of the nightclub and, unsurprisingly, saw Mo Meng helping someone place bets at a table in front. Her red lips curled into a smile. Instead of going over immediately, she retreated and turned to find the duty manager of the nightclub.

After the elder Xue hung up the phone, Fu Xiaocheng still hadn't reacted, feeling as if he were in a dream.

As soon as Zhao Minghua saw Tan Yi come out, he smiled like an old fox. He knew that the first person to find Shang Yixiao would definitely be Zhang Yang. However, this girl was already taken; with the "precious jade" of President Shen ahead, he figured Shang Yixiao wouldn't be interested in Zhang Yang.

As she spoke, she slowly knelt down. Of course, she hadn't wanted to kneel originally, but since she was facing the Flower Goddess—and she was merely a mortal—it was only natural to kneel.

The moment they finished speaking, a tiger's roar echoed through the forest. It was quite close to them, and both Qin Moxuan and Yue Qingqian were startled.

Ye Yi and Jiu Jiao didn't care at this moment, cheering as they lunged toward the roasted chicken Rong Hua had left for them.

Even though these words were spoken by a skeleton, Sun Ning could still clearly feel the chilling murderous intent emanating from those hollow eye sockets.

But that recording undeniably proved that he had assaulted an officer. The attacked policeman, Ji Qing, could not appear in court because his injuries were so severe that he had become a vegetable.

As for preventing the Young Master of the Water Harmony Palace and the Hundred-Charm King from discovering them, that was even simpler. As a shuttle capable of traversing time and space, masking a region of space-time was truly effortless.

"Dede, are you doing well at the Seven Treasures Sect? Your grandfather entrusted me to come and see you," Lian Yunchang said.

This matter continued to ferment online, and in the end, no one clarified it, which clearly meant it was taken as an admission.

To guard against any martial arts experts still on Nine-Turn Mountain, he dared not mobilize his internal energy for protection, relying only on his physical body to withstand the cold.

Upon entering, one could see a waterfall cascading down, splashing into a pool on the ground, with a rainbow arching perfectly over the water.

"Heh, only this monster can speak human language; the others aren't human!" the two-headed bald bird said with a mocking laugh.

The next day, the old man did indeed wake up, which was why the villagers admired Uncle Wang's power so much, and also why Old Master Ma was so excited.

The two did not walk toward him, nor did they even glance in his direction, heading straight for another table.

"This Gan Bei came with you; who exactly is he?" When it came to matters of life and death, Hou Lei lost his previous playfulness and cynicism, asking with a solemn expression.

At Pengcheng Group, Lin Yaohua's ashtray was filled with cigarette butts. This time, he had wagered all of the Lin family's assets. It was a high-stakes gamble; if he won, the Lin family would advance, squeezing into the ranks of the top-tier families in Donghai. If he lost, the wealth earned over these years would likely vanish into thin air.

As he finished speaking, Chen Xiao's body shuddered. A rich, seven-colored energy radiated from him, and complex, yet spiritual, auras began to rise, even transforming directly into series of paintings.