Volume 1, Chapter 57: Would a God Be Unhappy If They Couldn't Eat the Fruit?

"It is only right that we take care of our master. As long as our master is well, we servants will naturally be well too." Xia He turned back with a smile, took a step back, and then packed up her things and left.

Qu Zhizhan sprang to his feet with a start. His already pale face instantly turned three shades paler. He uttered a single "You" before he could continue, his complexion gradually fading into an ashen gray.

"Hmph! If it weren't for the successful results of your reforms, I would never have handed these technologies over to you! From today onwards, no one is allowed to enter Base One, not even the Military Region Commander!" Hu Zhiyong reprimanded South China Tiger mercilessly, and walked toward the command post with lingering anger.

She put down her teacup, feeling somewhat exhausted, and reclined obliquely on the bed. Seeing this, Chunyan had no choice but to step forward and help her pull up the quilt, then quietly left with Xia Yan hand in hand.

"I'll go right away." She picked up the cup of coffee, having no choice but to go back and spend ten minutes brewing a new one for him.

What is up with this guy today? Not only did he help wash the dishes, but he was actually willing to give Congcong a bath! He is like a completely different person compared to that Young Master Long who needed to be fed every meal!

Just as the whip was about to strike Shangguan Feng, Shangguan Meng burst into triumphant laughter. However, her smile froze on her face as she saw Shangguan Feng snatch the whip away. Crack, crack, crack... Three vicious lashes landed squarely on Shangguan Meng. At that moment, Shangguan Meng had not even reacted.

The nightmare had actually become reality; there really was a headless corpse standing inside the elevator. When I came out, the head had already been bagged up, but the bloodstains in the elevator were still there, and it felt as though I could already smell that reek of blood.

Actually, the original intention of her final word was to emphasize her harsh threat, but instead, it turned an angry remark into something with a hint of coquetting. Chu Luoxi was completely unaware of this.

Staring blankly at Director Meng's departing back, Michelle's heart suddenly plummeted to the abyss. Was she really going to have to pay thirty billion?!

"You can try to feel this: while both are in that state of intense excitement, whose image in your mind—Chen Rui's or the one you conjured up—is more intoxicating to you?" Han Zihe truly did not believe that Han Miao would change her choice.

"What has happened? Is there any urgent military intelligence?" Just as everyone on the city gate tower was panicking, a familiar roar suddenly rang out. Following the sound, the crowd saw that it was none other than Zhang Bao, the defending general of Yangping Pass.

A blue light flashed in the old butcher's eyes, and beneath them, a surge of green waves seemed to roll. Just a glance from him felt as though one would be swept up and swallowed by raging billows. It seemed he was truly infuriated by this phoenix.

The casual finger flicked by Xu Yueting contained the artistic conception of the wind. The wind scattered and then gathered again; it was still the wind—shadowless and formless, yet omnipresent. The wind would never disappear.

"Does the defense have any questions they would like to ask, or any statements they wish to make in their defense?" The judge looked toward the defense bench and asked.

I do not know how much time passed before I finally woke up. But at this moment, only my willpower was awake; my limbs and other parts could no longer move, and only the joints connected to my body could be twisted to some extent. Yet, even if I were fully sound, my strength probably would not have been able to support me in performing many actions.

Hospice was amused. This meal made Yilan immensely proud; not only did Hospice eat all the food clean, but he also praised every single dish as delicious.

Consequently, a free and scattered marketplace gradually formed in a certain area. Without fixed storefronts or stalls, people would simply find an open space, lay out the goods they wanted to sell on the ground, sit down cross-legged, and leisurely wait for buyers to come to them.

We did not say anything more, and after arranging the night watch duties, we each returned to our assigned barracks.

In truth, Gao Xi did not have that many schemes. He truly had not managed to obtain all the stones, and it was really not as clever as this Hailan imagined.

With a place as small as the post station, it was impossible to hold. Ge Tieguo led a group of elite guards to escort Kangxi, fighting a bloody path to retreat out of the post station, and fled in one breath straight to the street.

It wasn't until Qu Feiyan left that Fei Bin finally snapped to his senses. Seeing the two of them walking toward the courtyard in the back, a trace of a sneer appeared on his face, though he paid it no mind.

By the banks of the Songhua River, at Prince Darhan's private estate, white funeral banners hung all the way from the entrance. The red gauze lanterns that had been hanging yesterday were replaced with white ones, and the black characters of the "Prince's Mansion" inscribed on them looked like the eyes of a ghost. Walking among them, Yuhu felt a chill creeping up the back of her neck.

Later on, a thought arose in my mind, which was to find helpers. Because in the cultivation method imparted to me by the Heavenly Demonic Patriarch, there was a peculiar art: by establishing an altar, I could summon exotic existences to become my subordinates.

I feel that Rui Province might be managed by a different leadership team. At that time, perhaps Halloween happened to require some people, and it was inconvenient to recruit locally, so they had the management team in charge of Rui Province help them recruit a batch.

Tulu grabbed toward the right hand of Zi Tuofeng, but at that moment, the corners of Zi Tuofeng's mouth curled up.

Only his cultivation realm was sealed at the moment, and not a shred of the demeanor of a Sea-Filling Realm cultivator could be discerned from his entire person.

"Can you tell me about it? I think this concerns how I should handle whatever the people from Tomato House are going to do next," Chu Yu asked.

People immersed in love include those who lean on their partners wholeheartedly, as well as those who are different—those who still remain independent and complete individuals.