33: Chapter 33 The Only Way Out: Transfer Application?

"That's right. You should know a bit about the Bloodthirsty Devil's Den. I'm asking you, is there a Boundless Bloodthirsty Array inside?" Lin Feng said upon hearing this; it was his intuition.

Qin Hao had just dealt with the Japanese, and fearing they still had people in Binhai City, he was in a hurry to go back and accompany Li Weiwei.

Li Minghai nodded subconsciously. Although he didn't remember who this guy was at all, he had encountered too many people claiming distant relative connections, so he just nodded to brush him off.

At this moment, Chen Ying suddenly missed Yang Hao immensely. Only Yang Hao supported her in not being with Nie Tianfeng; everyone else, including her parents, wanted to push her toward that demon.

"I'm at the school gate. It's Marxist Philosophy this afternoon, so I skipped class." Skipping class sounded so natural coming from the beauty. However, for Wang Xiang, it was even worse. The earlier the beauty came out, the longer it meant he was late.

Although Gong Yang had experienced such situations many times, as the number of wandering souls increased, it would more or less affect the cultivator's own divine soul and will.

"Come in. Do you want some frozen persimmons? They're very sweet. I'll get some for you," I said with a smile as I let them in.

I hurriedly tried to persuade her. When I was with him, his parents never approved, which was a difficult hurdle in itself. Breaking up was bound to happen sooner or later. Besides, if it were me, my choice might have been the same as his.

Carrying a black suitcase in hand, they were looking at them with eyes full of jealousy.

After advancing to the fourth level of Profound Qi, Ling Yu's cultivation had taken a significant leap, making him a decent expert now.

"Of course! How could anything happen to me? Even if I'm surrounded, I will still find life in death. If I don't want to die, no one can kill me!" Mo Yu said with a sweet smile.

The image of a red dress that had kept appearing in his mind when he couldn't sleep last night surfaced again.

"Brother, I know I was wrong. I promise I won't be so reckless again. Are you hungry? I'll go buy some food for you," Liang Dongyang asked with concern, then left the hospital room with his wallet.

After putting away his Soul Gear power, he exhaled slowly and turned to look at Fang Yingli, who was sitting cross-legged behind him.

Lin Shuai walked through a group of cultivators. Hearing them talk about him, he didn't pay it much mind and continued on his way.

"What bold words! World Creation! Is he trying to rival Pangu?" Jin Lin gasped.

So, he first showed Jiang Ning the current strength of the Jin family and then offered him some benefits.

But later, Yue Ziheng's parents looked down on Ren Nannan because her family couldn't match theirs.

At this point, whether out of indignation or the intense pain in his left claw, Lin Shuai's face had turned incredibly flushed. Unable to bear it any longer, he shouted at the top of his lungs, cursing loudly.

As the Crown Prince of Hanfeng, Han Tingxuan was by no means incompetent. He and Gu Lang had been master and servant for over a decade, sharing an extraordinary rapport.

Drip, drop. The sudden cold rain broke the moment of their reunion after a long separation. This was certainly not the heavens shedding tears for their deep friendship, but rather a literal case of the weather being uncooperative, as the rain was heavy and the chill even more piercing.

Empress Fu Shou was terrified. She hurriedly ran behind Liu Xie, clutching his robe and looking at Cao Cao with eyes full of worry.

The combined pressure of several Earth-Rank experts was enough to make the land change color. In an instant, let alone Ke Yu and the others who were at the Great-Rank, even Human-Rank cultivators would have found it quite unbearable.

Wang Cuilian suddenly exploded, roaring hoarsely, "What's the use of you keeping watch there! You're supposed to be at work, so what are you doing guarding the hospital every day? Who's going to do all this work that's piling up? Tomorrow, right now, immediately—get back here!" With that, she hung up the phone.

Zhao Muci sighed to herself. It was one thing to deal with such big shots at work, but having to face someone like that while dating or in daily life was truly frustrating to think about.

"You guys..." Mu Yao was somewhat speechless. Her gaze then drifted to Feng Pan, who was not far away below the stage. She smiled at her, and the latter made a face back.

The Blade Striker was now close. Facing the motionless W, the Blade Striker simply swung out a cross-slash.

The Giant Spirit Sparrow gave him a resentful look. Even though it hadn't developed intelligence yet, as a Rank Beast—a living being—it still knew that this guy treated it like a damn carriage driver.

Ke Yu's mind was suddenly in a mess. He stood up unsteadily and walked straight toward where Ke Baigen had just landed.

How could Zhao Yao'er not see that he was being insincere? But what could she do? She could do nothing.

Although his action was to her liking, and holding hands in front of outsiders was inappropriate, Chu Lange tried to quietly withdraw her hand. However, as if unaware, he increased his grip and continued to pull her forward.

Unexpectedly, the burly man pinning Zhao Yi down pressed his hand against the ground, and Yang Ruyu stepped on it without the slightest hesitation.