Chapter 49 There Is No Need to Mistreat a Child

Ignoring Zheng Guang entirely, regardless of his beatings and curses, Jiang Cui could only weep continuously. Her son was still inside and had undoubtedly burned to death. She was utterly ruined now; how was she going to face Sheng Wanqiu tomorrow when she came to collect the child?

"Crying, crying, crying! You only know how to cry! If it weren't for you, you bitch, how could our house have caught fire?"

"My son is still inside! Don't I have the right to cry!" Unable to hold back any longer, Jiang Cui shoved Zheng Guang, who was still tugging at her hair, and screamed at him.

Cyber struggled awkwardly to phrase his words, while Serena, sitting across from him, wore an increasingly dark expression. It was evident that Cyber had played her; this fellow had no way of providing her with a new identity to establish herself.

Upon hearing this, Liu Muer punched the air excitedly, stretching out her arms for a celebratory hug with Shen Qiushan. Realizing that might be inappropriate, she redirected the hug to Shen Han instead.

The highest-cultivation hostage from the Burning Valley instantly exploded into a mist of blood. Under such an attack, even their soul was slashed into nothingness by the Deity-Slaying Sword, leaving no possibility of resurrection, no matter what methods they possessed.

After eliminating the Tree Spirit King, Zhang Shuo immediately began investigating the spiritual spring. The spiritual energy within the spring was exceptionally dense, far surpassing that of any other location across the entire mountain.

"How about playing Ten-and-a-Half? The loser has to draw a turtle on their face, deal?" Monkey looked around at everyone and made the suggestion.

Beside Cyber, the brutish Sim spit rudely onto the ground, his corrosive saliva making the steel flooring sizzle loudly, while the Great Tengu elegantly waved his feathered fan, raising flames and fierce winds that completely sealed off the cabin's only exit.

These changes could not be strictly classified as good or bad, but it was certain that they would exert an undeniable influence on the future trajectory of events. Especially the latter item—at such a sensitive juncture of confrontation between mutants and humans, the Devil's Gang doing this would undoubtedly thrust themselves directly into the spotlight.

"Big brother, when does filming start? I've been ready at all times." Shen Qiushui glanced at Zhong Jun, who wore a flattering smile, though her eyes no longer held their previous disgust, replaced instead by a hint of affection.

This was no pleasant place. In fact, even the most inhospitable environments on Earth were ten thousand times better than this, where at least one was not subjected to simultaneous torment of both body and soul.

This creature intended to slowly wear Huang Zheng down, continuing until Huang Zheng's cultivation was completely exhausted and his immortal crystals entirely depleted.

Therefore, upon returning to the estate that day, Master Leng dared not make a fuss and managed to keep the matter strictly under wraps. The servants who knew about it that day were either executed or banished to the remote manors, leaving behind only those who remained entirely oblivious.

In truth, she did not care about Wen Liangyu the way Lin Xiaoxiao did, and her impact on him was certainly nowhere near as profound.

Therefore, despite harboring a final shred of wishful thinking, Cui Ling had to conclude that the bearded man before her—with his unkempt hair, scruffy face, and casual attire—had absolutely nothing to do with the legendary Fifth Young Master Yuan.

Emperor Kanghua took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly opened them again. Just as he was about to speak, the Empress Dowager, who had remained silently observant throughout, finally spoke up.

"What do you mean by that? Is it wrong for this Empress to wish to express her filial piety? General Fan has major matters to attend to; why not let the Crown Prince escort His Imperial Father to Weiyang Palace instead?" Empress Lü looked somewhat displeased, her cold, unyielding gaze piercing directly into Fan Kuai's immature and frivolous eyes.

Now that Linger had managed to take Ye Huang away with such difficulty, how could he possibly go and fetch them back just to bring trouble upon themselves?

When Leng Yan received this news, his first reaction was whether Ye Lunzhang had been murdered by the subordinates of the Black Horned Dragon. After all, Ye Lunzhang was merely a Soul Lord with rather mediocre combat strength.

As for the Northern Ling Kingdom, if Su Wan were to speak up, given Lian Bi's protective devotion toward her over the past half-year and more, what was there for the Northern Ling Kingdom to fear?