Chapter 37: The King Insect Manufacturing Project

"Lian Fei, just you wait. I am going to devour you right now," Nightmare said with a sinister grin. "Once I consume you, I shall become the King Insect!"

Lian Fei raised an eyebrow.

What nonsense about a King Insect...

Her gaze drifted past Nightmare, focusing on the wall in the distance behind him.

There, a woman with a body as white as snow was fluttering the wings on her back.

Meng'e.

And Mengtan, who was gradually revealing himself before the Mother Insect.

All the assassins who had remained on Mount Qingqiu had been wiped out; save for Yin Wuying, not a single one survived. Cang Yun still harbored some reservations about letting Yin Wuying go and had even wanted to strike the moment Lin Yumeng dissolved the soul contract, but Lin Yumeng had stopped him.

When the two of them opened their eyes, they realized the bamboo raft had already brought them across the water to the shore. Overjoyed, they hurriedly bowed to thank the boatman.

"Xiao Yunfei! After what you have done tonight, what else is there for my Su family to endure?" Su Yaohui ground his teeth, his voice filled with hysterical rage.

Li Minghao's expression changed. He had actually come out with Li Feier this evening, and it was only because she had stepped away for a moment that he had seized the opportunity to approach someone else.

The members of the Green Dragon Gang exchanged bewildered glances, unsure how to respond to such a claim. Boss Yu had been full of vitality while making his rounds here earlier today, and just last night, he had taken his brothers to the Shen family's birthday banquet, showing a favorable face to the Third Master Shen. How could he be dead tonight? They had received no such notification.

Feng Wuqing turned back slightly without a word, while the others were distracted by the two figures appearing in mid-air. A single thought crossed everyone's mind: if they could swiftly kill these two, wouldn't this crisis be largely resolved?

The old man finished speaking and lowered his head, not daring to look toward the high platform again. The pressure from the old patriarch was so overwhelming that he felt his heart spinning out of control; if he kept looking, it might just burst.

Xingxing was speechless. If Lin Yumeng claimed to be poor, then he was even poorer, for everything he possessed had been provided by her. After all, he had followed Lin Yumeng out of Anhun Mountain with nothing but the clothes on his back.

"What do you mean by that?" Madam Wang felt a jolt of terror; she truly could not fathom where things had gone wrong.

Though in agony, the massive tentacle wrapped around him was unwilling to let go, yet under the ferocious tearing of the swimming dragon, it finally loosened its grip on Li Tianqi.

In the past, whenever Han Sihan misunderstood her, she would strive to explain herself. After all, she had been his nominal fiancée at the time, and wanting to maintain the relationship and rely on him, she had cared deeply about his opinion.

Looking at the phone number in the text message, Gu Xu dialed it without a second thought.

Although the Pu family had switched to a larger vessel, it was only relative; for a wind-powered fishing boat to outrun an iron-hulled ship was nothing but a pipe dream.

Turning his head, he saw a couple not far away, already locked in an embrace and kissing passionately.

However, if it were the Wenren Ziyou of the past, she would never have agreed to marry, no matter how much her parents pressured her.

Ye Ange feigned ignorance as she asked, blinking uncomfortably when she caught the glint of amusement in Yu Mo’s eyes.

For the time being, he did not want to tell Ming San the reason he had spared his life. It was because, back at the villa, when the personal guard of the Hall Master of the Myriad Worlds Hall had outlined those poisonous schemes that crossed all human boundaries, Ming San’s expression had shifted, and his eyes had betrayed a flicker of disgust he himself had not even noticed.

He Jing seemed to have forgotten what he was doing. The moment he saw Shen Baiyu, his only thought was to take him away.

Situ Mobai was a man who repaid kindness and held clear distinctions between gratitude and grudges. He was well aware of Gu Ning-shuang's medical skills, and the depth of the gratitude in his heart was something only he truly understood.

Emperor Li Er spoke, and since he had already said as much, the ministers found it difficult to press Wei Chi for the items now, forced to wait until the following year.