Volume 1, Chapter 49: President Mo, I've Finally Met You

Just as Shen Qingqing raised her arm, Xu Mingxuan appeared from out of nowhere.

He blocked Xu Minyu, gazing infatuatedly at Shen Qingqing without saying a word.

His face was haggard, his eye sockets deeply sunken, and the freshly grown stubble on his chin remained unshaven...

"Qingqing, what are you trying to do?" Mo Lilian stepped out from behind Xu Mingxuan.

"Heh, consider it a lesson for him!" Rong Shuyu replied. Once that man entered that room, he probably wouldn't be coming out for quite a few days.

As the divine axe clamped down with its metal bands, the truth slowly leaked out. It turned out to be a creature with the face of a crow, though its body remained normal.

A scorching bullet bored into the wound on Kilgrave's nose, piercing straight through his brain. Until the very last moment of his life, Kilgrave still could not understand why his powers had failed.

Wang Tian opened the webpage, and the very next moment, a dialog box popped up on his phone asking whether he wished to download the All-Realms Live Streaming Platform app.

However, Fu Qingfeng's performance just moments ago had given Qin Yun a profound shock. For the longest time, Qin Yun had felt that his martial arts were lacking something. That scene just now seemed to bring him some clarity; a martial artist was much more than just a title.

Early the next morning, when Shen Yanjiao woke up, she found a letter by her bedside. Picking it up, she saw it was actually a reply from Princess Wenfei, but as she unfolded and read it, Shen Yanjiao could not help frowning.

After pondering for a long time, the Demon King felt it was inappropriate. How could he casually hand over the set of incantations he had cultivated through such bitter toil?

Everyone shook their heads once more, their hearts filled with sorrow. No matter what, one should not tell such lies; regardless of the circumstances, you ought to know that you might as well consider how to improve this, otherwise, it would simply be tantamount to wasting time.

After his brain registered the situation, a surge of intense happiness welled up in Peter's heart, and he felt the urge to sing to the heavens. Yet, before he could celebrate, he still had one trouble to resolve.

Yuan Dachang acknowledged the order and rose to summon the others. In the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, everyone within the fortress had gathered in full. Accompanying them were the remaining twenty-odd combat soldiers in the fortress clad in leather armor. Although their attitude toward Xiao Yi had improved slightly upon seeing him, they still retained their unruly, soldier-ruffian demeanor.

Mother Huan did not say anything further. Huan and I sat on the sofa watching TV and chatting. Shortly after, Father Huan returned with a beaming smile. Ever since Huan had woken up, Father Huan's mood had clearly improved significantly. Moreover, Father Huan and Mother Huan were treating me better and better by the day; the contact over these past few days was truly enough to prove something.

Next, the power of everyone present was continuously devoured and refined. Countless amounts of energy transformed into his own might, and Muchen's aura grew increasingly powerful, his strength soaring higher and higher.

Having weathered great storms and high waves, Duan Deshen did not overthink things and made his decision instantly.

This was clearly a great demon that had just slipped through a breach in the barrier—furthermore, a great demon that had been demonized and lost all sentience.

He raised his staff and chanted an incantation, directing those wings toward the royal capital of Florence—he had to stop it.

With his entire body's strength reinforced to the absolute limit, Karl almost instantly transformed his physique into a terrifying machine of war. To use an analogy, it was a qualitative leap, evolving in one breath from a steam engine to the state of an internal combustion engine.

Linlei replied that there were also some elven mages helping out here. Last night, they pestered him to teach them the Pristine Sun and Breeze Technique, and Linlei had obtained scrolls from them in return.

Yes, she needed a man. The emotions surging like a live volcano within her heart were now nearing the verge of eruption.

Soon, more and more boys from my class joined in, and even quite a few of the top students got involved. There must have been eighteen or nineteen boys, and even the ones acting as lookouts ended up joining the fray.