Volume 1, Chapter 156: I Don't Want to Die!

Just as it had most of the time before, the Truth Talisman compelled every stubborn-mouthed person to speak obediently.

Fan Caitian was no exception.

"I don't know who the other person is; he approached me.

He said that as long as I helped him with a favor, he would help me get everything belonging to Fan Yiyun."

"What favor?" Yun Mojiu raised an eyebrow.

Fan Caitian replied, "To get my hands on Shen Hao's father's blood and hair."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, not only Yun Mojiu, but even Shen Hao was greatly startled.

"Why would that person want my dad's blood and hair?"

"That I don't know. The person didn't tell me."

"Then how did you manage to get my dad's blood and hair?"

"Just the month before last, it was my dad's birthday..."

The rest of the mass proceeded without any further issues. Aside from Zhao Anlan, who remained somewhat bewildered, everyone else was quite happy.

The two of them walked one after the other, stepping out of the deep stone passage simultaneously. Cheng Xin wiped the faint beads of sweat from his forehead and let out a heavy sigh of relief.

The elderly Shandia chief had been waiting by the Golden Belfry since yesterday upon hearing the news that Ian was going to pick up Noland's descendants.

At this moment, amidst the toxic mist, the man in the golden robe manipulated the warrior he had condensed to unleash one final slash, after which the warrior burst apart once more, scattering into golden light.

The fans and viewers, who had some understanding of the strengths of the four groups of contestants, were filled with even greater curiosity about the final outcome of the tournament.

"Perhaps because I am good for nothing, she deliberately avoids me." He believed the note was not left for him, but for the ideal husband of her imagination. Would he still have a chance to meet her?

A man in his thirties, wearing a large green military cotton-padded coat and padded cotton trousers.

Cheng Xin's gaze narrowed slightly, but instead of dodging immediately, he gave a flick of his palm, causing the Golden Screen to appear right above his head. The four spider legs of the long-tailed spider stabbed fiercely onto the Golden Screen.

The second is election by everyone. How do you make everyone accept you and trust you? Having only met for five days, making others trust you completely is undoubtedly impossible. Therefore, at this time, you need to use your wisdom—win people over, make promises of profit, and form alliances to gain an advantage in the election.

"I still have work to do, you guys go ahead." Han Qiuyue replied coldly, turning around and walking back to her office.

Just like Lin Yi, Bai Ru knew very well that unless she secretly aborted the child, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable the moment Justice Dao found out she was pregnant.

The skeleton grabbed Liu Baixue and rushed into an unfinished restroom seven or eight meters away, charging toward the eastern wall.

The man let out a muffled groan, his hands clenched tightly into fists and pulling hard, his nails digging so deeply into his flesh.

Yet Jiang Zhe felt no fear; instead, a surge of palpitation stirred within his heart, followed by a sensation as though something had awakened in his mind! The feeling was just like when he had first been reborn into this world, opened his eyes, and saw health bars floating above many people's heads.

White Crane showed a look of vexation upon missing, looking thoroughly cute and adorable.

"I want to go down the mountain to find some things. Please help me pass the word to them." After a vibration, Xu Zhengchen's phone received a message.

Even though they had lived under the same roof, both sides still held back somewhat—a relationship, as many would say, that was more than ordinary friends but not quite lovers. If Xu Zhengchen had entertained any thoughts of that nature, he would have long been treated as a suspicious person and distanced accordingly.

"Open your mouth." Shen Zihan leaned in, feeding the food from the spoon into the man's mouth. Song Yin averted his eyes with a trace of awkwardness.

Staying in that perverted farmhouse was more terrifying than death, yet Wang Xinyi smiled as she made this decision without the slightest trace of reluctance.

Yet the other party was able to state his parents' names right off the bat, and upon closer inspection, they looked so familiar—they must indeed be family.

Before his figure even landed on the ground, Cao Lin immediately spoke with a smile in mid-air, while Cao Li, upon seeing Liang Yu sitting cross-legged atop the massive metal boulder, revealed the smile at the corners of his mouth alongside a welling gratitude in his eyes.

Her identity as the Master of the Compliance Hall, the antidote for the Clinging Fragrance, along with her collusion with the Prince of Ji, had all been exposed one by one.

First, he intended to use Lu Yuan's alleged violation of the rules to discipline him, only to discover that Lu Yuan had broken no rules whatsoever, leaving him with no ground to act and resulting in a resounding slap to the face.

Yet under this logical development, Liang Yu's gaze flickered once more before shifting toward Lin Kui.

Subsequently, far from offering him any form of comfort, the Emperor instead subjected him to another reprimand filled with a distinct sense of contempt.

By this time, they had already arrived at the Porsche 4S dealership. As soon as they stepped inside, the blonde-haired man curiously looked around. The people inside were instantly drawn to Yang Tao and his entourage.

Who was the Divine Prince? The biological son of a Divine Emperor, born immortal and destined to ascend to the Great Dao—how could he be easily suppressed and killed?

As the saying goes, a common man is not guilty, but carrying a jade ring makes him a target. Lu Yuan was single-handedly weak and yet possessed a complete map—a supreme treasure; being targeted and pressured was entirely predictable.

Catching sight of this smile, identical to the one worn by that person over a dozen years ago, Hua Xiangjun's deep and beautiful eyes could not help but drift into a blur of reminiscence.

"Drinking it doesn't feel quite as stifling anymore. No wonder there are so many drunkards in this world," he remarked casually with a laugh.

Having spent over half a month in Pingcheng, Sima Ji had almost developed auditory hallucinations from listening to victory reports. Finally, he awaited the arrival of Jiang Tong to take up his post in Pingcheng. By then, almost all forty-five counties across the six commanderies of Bingzhou had been occupied, and the Prince of Yan's prospective candidate for the Inspector of Bingzhou had arrived belatedly.

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Liu Che shove that strand of hair back into the spindle, wrap it half a turn, and pull out his own phone.

She sat quietly at the dining table eating her meal. Watching Liang Jingchen stroll over in a leisurely manner, she continued eating.

Yet every time Xia Wennian witnessed it, hearing Xia Wennian's fake sobbing voice, he would ultimately have to give up in resignation.

Otherwise, the moment IBM stopped using your software, you would instantly lose the software market and consequently go bankrupt and fold.

Jiang Hu said nothing further, pondering whether he should just clash head-on with Qinglong Chen like this.

After all, this young friend, who was supposed to be away on a business trip, had inexplicably boarded the same flight as him, walked all the way out of the security checkpoint, and then spun a web of excuses to trick him right back.

Yet, try as they might to put on a loving display before others, they never expected the old master to see right through it with a single glance.

Bathed in the sunlight, the stream was not bone-chillingly cold, but pleasantly warm. Submerging oneself in it, breathing in the fresh surrounding air, and admiring the lush, verdant mountain forests offered an indescribable, beautiful enjoyment.