Chapter 144: Resentful Housewife Complex

Chapter 144: Resentful Widow Psychology

Yang Xuan nudged Fan Xiaoxiao’s arm. "Fan Xiaoxiao, is your brain flooded, or did you time-travel from ancient times? Which rulebook states that a wife cannot remarry after her husband passes away? What era is this? How can you have the audacity to expect her to live like a widow..."

The Necromantic Hound is an undead creature. It possesses no sense of smell. However, it can achieve an olfactory perception several times greater than when it was alive through magic.

For instance, there are families specifically responsible for observing celestial phenomena, whose descendants also engage in astronomical research—mathematics was originally summarized by such families; families dedicated to recording history; families in charge of etiquette; families specializing in the manufacture of high-end machinery; families devoted to the study of pathology, and so on, too numerous to count.

Meanwhile, a great uproar erupted all around the cyan battle stage. Clearly, everyone across the academies of the Celestial Realm was both astounded and perplexed that a painting cultivator from the mortal realm could claim the top spot.

This left Yu Fei utterly helpless. Having been active in the deep seas for days, he was bestowed a nickname by them—the Sleeping Tortoise.

He Chang frowned slightly, thinking to himself: This fellow looks identical to me, wears the same clothes, and even has the exact same gaze. Aside from our hairstyles, there is not the slightest difference between us from head to toe. The crucial point is that I am an only child—where on earth did this guy pop out from?

The old monk scratched his head furiously in exasperation. At that moment, a cool drop landed on his forehead, and as he raised his head, a heavy downpour beat against his face.

Therefore, when Old Ancestor Qinglin slowly spoke and revealed his intention to recommend him as the Emperor of this Profound Continent, he was utterly shocked.

The accurate expression should be "the boundless and endless universe." "The universe does not exist outside of space," and "That which is encompassed by the canopy of heaven is called space"—these two statements can be understood as: time and space are mutually interdependent.

It was Zhou Ping who had secretly used the Hand of Control to disrupt the structural stress of the wall, thereby causing the collapse. His sole purpose was to create an opportunity for the white bird to escape.

Situated in a secluded spot at the rear of the central palace was the bedchamber of the Spider Queen.

Interwoven with superstition, malicious rumors, and vague memories of ancient times, the truth was long lost to verification. Yet, as a princess of a nation, Herdia still faced the danger of being burned at the stake, which showed that this country must harbor an extreme hostility toward witchcraft. This might be related to religious faith, or perhaps because sorcerers had once brought disaster upon them.

Before their eyes, rolling masses of dark clouds, laden with the momentum of a crushing city and a drooping sky, drifted gradually toward the statue of the Pixiu.

"Bastard! Beast..." I cursed with every despicable word I could possibly think of, but to no avail. My heart still throbbed as though pierced by thousands of steel blades.

Zhao Guoran was immensely surprised; he truly had not expected that Zhuge Mingshan would actually entrust so many items to this young girl.

Only after saying it did she realize something might be amiss. Back then, when Rose discussed him with her in private, she always referred to him simply as "that older brother," without ever knowing his real name.

It all seemed like sheer coincidence, yet Long Qingqing couldn't help wondering: could there really be so many coincidences in this world?

A moment later, the ambulance arrived, rushing the three of them to the hospital first. Since there wasn't enough room for everyone, Hu Fang, Meng Zhuang, and I had no choice but to hail a taxi and follow closely behind.

"Listen, Jason, you've made a mistake." Cheese held the opponent's side sword with one hand and said in a calm tone.

The Thin Immortal hesitated greatly, lingering in silent contemplation. Xuangui said, "I won't force you if you don't agree. I'm leaving." With that, she turned as if to walk away. The Thin Immortal hastily blurted out, "I can, I can. I agree, I agree," his tone laden with a helpless resignation.

Bullets fired by British fighters continuously struck the Japanese seaplane, which suddenly burst into flames. The aircraft spewed massive white tongues of fire from its streamlined fuselage, spinning as it plunged toward the surface of the sea.