Chapter 44: A Feverish Heat Within

Jian Tang looked at the man in front of her in astonishment. Without asking for any reasons, she gave a direct refusal: "I am sorry, Mr. Zhou, but I have no intention of entering a relationship."
Emotions in this world change as fleetingly as the stock market, making them even more elusive, and Jian Tang had no intention of dipping her toes in again.
Zhou Tang said, "I know I am being rather presumptuous, especially since this is only our first meeting, but... Miss Victoria, do you believe in love at first sight?"
Jian Tang smiled.
Zhou Tang observed her for two seconds and said, "You can also just consider this as being struck by your beauty."
Jian Tang leaned slightly closer to him. Zhou Tang's body stiffened, and he instinctively wanted to put some distance between them, but after a brief moment of mental hesitation, he chose not to refuse her approach.
Jian Tang looked at the man in front of her in astonishment. Without asking for any reasons, she gave a direct refusal: "I am sorry, Mr. Zhou, but I have no intention of entering a relationship."
Without turning around, the two lizard soldiers utilized the giant robot as cover and violently hurled the "Aces" in their hands.
Having eliminated another one, walking from the East City Gate into the city, modern architecture stood in rows and tall buildings grew increasingly numerous. The world of ordinary people and the pugilistic world basically never intersected, each following their own path.
Xiao Ruojin felt a suffocating tightness in her chest, so when she appeared in the store, she gave the proprietor who was tallying accounts quite a start.
Through Bai Zifan's eyes, Zhuo Bufan saw that the Myriad Intentions Diagram on the cliff wall seemed to come alive.

"Zhang Wu, having great strength does not mean your combat effectiveness is formidable. You still have to actually hit people. What is more important are physical reflexes and punching speed; the ultimate deciding factor of victory or defeat is combat experience." Fatty Di curled his lip and poured cold water on Zhang Wu, who was deliberately showing off, determined not to let him grow arrogant.
His physical body was resurrected, but Zhuo Bufan had no confidence whether this vessel could withstand Meng Chanyi's remnant soul.
Echizen Kazuya certainly did not know Orochimaru's cursed seal, and thus had never obtained more active substances, yet the effects of active substances on the body were already basically figured out.
"It's nothing." He avoided her gaze. These aggressive words, which even he found excruciatingly painful to look at, were things he did not want her to see.
Sensing the golden queen's command, the swarming spirit-devouring ants buzzed as they flew, scattering in all directions to gather silver ore particles far away.
Although her cultivation had shown no signs of breaking through during this period, what she practiced in her previous life was different from ordinary cultivators. Recently, she had already recovered seventy to eighty percent of her past life's strength, and there was nothing here that could threaten her yet.
"Fine, you said it yourself." Sui Xiaotian sneered. If it were the previous class, he truly wouldn't have dared to say this, but now, Zhang Ziheng was the undisputed king in this regard.
Seeing that Feng Qingyu was still bowing to them with cupped hands at a time like this, Luo Si beside him finally couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter, clutching his stomach.
Yet Yan Mingjiu showed considerable resistance to his words, his brows furrowed slightly and his tone imbued with a hint of reluctance.
"Alright! Let's end the talk here!" Yang Qianxue's momentum had reached its peak, with the entire capital of Central Province supplying her with power.
Moreover, each of them held two weapons, and three bursts of flames flew forth. The True Fire of Six Essences combined with an overwhelming sweep struck the Red Demon Madman from different directions almost simultaneously.

Conversely, the Crimson Garment Workshop maintained its original trajectory; while one could not call it powerful, it at least had not shriveled.
Thinking it was time to catch up with an old friend, Su Qiyu used his memory of the place to locate Yan Mingjiu's lodging in Nancheng.
Zhou Yangxin asked this because she hadn't seen Zhao Jiarui for a long time, whereas Li Ziyue had seen Zhao Jiarui not long ago.
Shu Bailue couldn't help but look toward the direction where the Bodhi had shattered in her dream; the broken Bodhi lay on the ground, already split into several pieces with visible scorch marks.
Ever since the disturbance at the Western restaurant, Xian Zhiming had begun secretly searching for a second Gu Xiaobei for Li Haonan. He had put genuine effort into this matter and actually managed to find a few people of similar age and appearance to Gu Xiaobei.
Every step Shui Yunfei took was infused with internal energy, leaving deep footprints on the ground. At first, they seemed chaotic and irregular, but as the footprints multiplied and grew intricate, one could discern something else from their depths—they vaguely resembled several route maps.
Anya looked at Li Haonan. The expression on his face right then was one she had never seen before—far more painful and profound than anger or murderous intent. Such a sorrowful and indignant gaze caused her to unconsciously take a step back.