Chapter 40: You Want to Be a Savior, Too?

Jiang Ning gave a light cough and asked him tentatively.
"Um... what do you think of her? When you saw her, did you have that feeling of a heart skipping a beat?"
Pei Heng smiled faintly: "Why do you ask?"
Jiang Ning pursed her lips and glared at him.
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I was just saying I should go to the kitchen to see if breakfast was ready when Chen Xueshan came out; it seemed she had already finished cooking.
I have one piece in my hand, Thomas has one, and the director of the Burano Lace Museum in Venice, Italy, Gorbavyan, holds another.
The Shura Imperial Realm, as its name suggests, is likely a world filled with slaughter and death. If one does not wish to die at the hands of others, the only choice is to kill them first.
Tian Mengling screamed and, while retreating, tripped over something and fell to the ground, a tearing pain radiating from her palm.
After Houston entered and saw Xu Feng and Gu Feng sitting together, he knew immediately that things were looking bad.
Having finished laying out the basic task assignments, Wang Yao didn't say another word; with a flicker of his figure, he teleported into the vast wilderness area.
I was actually stalling for time. The one speaking to the ghost was merely my avatar, while I myself had turned invisible and set up a barrier around the area; the ghost hadn't even realized it was trapped within my perimeter.
Zhan Wujin and the others from the "God of War" faction didn't dare to act, as they were all acutely aware of the gap between themselves and Jin Ling.
Shen Bi, the Chief Manager of HSBC, held the title of "Financial Governor" in Hong Kong—since the territory had no central bank, HSBC and the other British-owned bank, Standard Chartered, assumed these duties. Of the two, HSBC held greater sway and enjoyed more support from the Hong Kong Chinese capital.
Shatin Racecourse was the second racecourse established in Hong Kong in 1978. It hadn't been in operation for long, and the second grandstand was still under construction. Over the past two years, many races originally held at Happy Valley Racecourse had been moved here. On race days, the venue was packed with people, contributing significantly to the economic growth of the Shatin district.
I put on my clothes with a bitter smile. Since I had been holding it in all night, the first thing I did after getting dressed was head to the bathroom to pee, while Liu Yixue seemed to be in the kitchen preparing breakfast.
In the capital of the Fengqi Kingdom, Mu Hanjin returned to the palace only to find the secret guards stationed at the Imperial Bedchamber still unconscious. He immediately stepped into the palace and saw Sixi collapsed on the floor. He hurriedly helped Sixi up, cleansed the evil energy from his body, and then ordered the people of the Feng clan to come and remove the evil energy from the other guards.
Yuchi Hong started the car and drove back. Along the way, the two returned to the silence of their trip there. The heater in the car was on full blast, inducing sleepiness. Qiao Yan felt increasingly drowsy and heavy-eyed, until finally, exhausted, she lost the strength to keep her eyes open and fell asleep.
However, this was, after all, the interstitial layer within the plane membrane; the violent and wild void energy here was much gentler than that outside the realm, which was what made it possible for legendary powerhouses to traverse the void with their physical bodies.
Now that even using the power of the Chaotic Desolate Fire consumed stamina, Ning Yufei couldn't help but let his imagination run wild. Could it be that the power of the Gu also originated from the power of chaos?
A smile he had never shown before hung on his face. Although he looked disheveled, it could not hide the handsome aura about him. He turned around to see a doctor and nurse following him over. They carefully examined her, removed the oxygen mask, spoke a few words to him, and then left the room.
However, his target was only the horse; as long as he could deceive the opponent, that was enough, and this was something he was very good at.
Feng Aotian curled his lips slightly, watching Li Yan lying on the bed while Li Heng sat beside her, carefully feeding her porridge.