Chapter Thirty-One: A Chance Encounter with Ruan Li

Huo Yanxiu frowned upon hearing this. "Yes, they are rumors, but it is not for others to pass judgment on my wife."

So, the protagonist is Huo Yanxiu, then?

Ye Yifan couldn't help but marvel at his detective-like intuition, while also feeling quite curious. After weighing his words carefully, he asked, "Did your wife offend someone?"

The fact that these rumors had spread all the way from the village to the newspaper office was enough to show just how heated the topic had become.

He was well aware of how greedy cultivators were for treasures; to keep a secret, killing was considered perfectly normal.

This despicable fellow—who knows if he has even learned anything good? I truly hope he reflects deeply on his own behavior.

No matter how reluctant they were to part, the two of them had to leave the village and return to the place where they belonged.

"Uh, alright." Aoki Tsukasa nodded. In truth, he didn't know much about MMA, limited only to a few matches and highlight reels he had seen on television in his previous life, so he just listened to whatever the professionals said.

After the competition ended, the top one hundred contestants, along with Baili Xiu, Shangguan Wan, Dugu Li, Wenren Xing, and others, headed to the wilderness secret realm.

As for the LPL region, because it was still the off-season, the Demacia Cup—despite being a relatively minor tournament—still managed to capture the attention of many viewers who had no other matches to watch.

"I'll be going now. Just send the insulated lunch box back to me when you can; I'm going to make some more soup for your mother." Zhou Zhou smiled and walked away.

Li Mianmian knew that Chi Ying and the others had completed the task Li Tingyuan had assigned. The sound from just a moment ago must have been the marriage tree being thrown off the cliff.

A voice laced with hypnotic power echoed in their ears. A shadow flashed before them, and the two burly men felt a sharp pain in their necks as their vision began to blur.

Although he had no fondness for the profession of a delinquent and truly disliked fighting, Aoki Tsukasa wanted to maximize the rewards for completing the mission. Wouldn't it be wonderful if he could draw some item that could cure Qiong's illness?

Coming to League of Legends this time was just a casual visit, and that title of "Chief Technology Consultant" was merely for show. If anyone or any faction wanted Li Yang's help, they would have to pay a price; he never engaged in deals that resulted in a loss.

"With hips that wide and a waist that thin, she must be a fox spirit in disguise," Chen Fan said while packing his luggage, speaking to the disheveled old man sitting in a rocking chair.

Only the three companies—Huayi, Dark Horse, and Zhongyun—followed Starlight to share in the spoils, earning a tidy profit and secretly rejoicing.

After eating and drinking his fill, Zi Lingtian heard a great deal of news regarding his sister, as well as other matters.

Aiying Teng's health was already very poor, and at this moment, blood surged wildly to his heart, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

But just a moment ago, his lethal sword strike had actually been parried by Yun Fei’s spear. Although Wang Laoshi had used less than fifty percent of his strength, it would still have been impossible for anyone still in the Pill Formation Realm to parry it like that.

Yuan Shang made up his mind: "Mother, I will listen to you in everything!" "Good! Let Mother think carefully about how to avenge you!" Lady Liu then planned to consult with Shen Pei, Feng Ji, and the others.

After a pause, Zhao Yan glared fiercely at Rick, his expression so ferocious that it made Yaya and Wuxi shudder.

Some of the Srivijayan people even began to light torches, preparing to set a great fire within the village to burn all these Han people to death.

Although the three factions of Equateur, Orientale, and Kivu fought among themselves frequently, they were surprisingly united when it came to dealing with the Congolese government forces.

Traveling by carriage was much slower than riding on horseback. Since Lady Zhao was delicate by nature and currently ill, she could not handle the jolting, so she repeatedly ordered the carriage driver to go slower.