He was the Thief God, hand-picked by the Creator God and acknowledged by all thieves as the ultimate end of their craft—yet none of that could change the fact that, at bottom, he was still nothing but a thief.

And since he was a thief, what he was after was naturally plain to see.

In the whole of Tianjun, the only thing worth the Thief God himself making a personal move for was barely the admission ticket to the Lord God's Secret Realm.

The other party simply stopped hiding it: "Since you've already guessed, will you hand it over of your own accord, or shall I, this god, come and take it myself?"

Wei Zhao said with a hint of amusement, "I really would like to see for myself..."

She had wrapped them the day before yesterday, meaning to let Shen Fei taste her mother's flavor, her mother's cooking—but plans never keep pace with change.

And so the straight man Illidan truly did not follow; he merely watched Tyrande vanish from his sight, his face full of the fury of a failed courtship.

Once he went abroad, his relationship with his two older brothers and his younger sister did improve—but by then they had all grown up, and things like holding hands and going out to play together no longer existed. And later, when he discovered that he liked men, he began all the more to keep his distance from people.

"Very good, your choice is correct. Get up—your master is about to haul in the net." Mo Yun wore a chilling smile, his deep eyes looking through the window into the dark void.

Perhaps it was simply because Me-she's headquarters was a place both novel and faintly longed-for to them that the members all looked forward to running into their favorite idols today, and so their mood still carried a measure of irrepressible excitement; they had yet to settle into a working state.

The places he struck were all vital points as well—the spots where men fought to the death in earnest—so Helsind would not grow suspicious either.

Lin Sangbai paid no attention at all to Yiluo's later talk of "if such and such, then such and such," for if her sister had truly been there at the time, she would never have allowed her to provoke their side.

"Destroy them! This world has already reached its end!" The warriors of the Fourth World were blazing with fighting spirit.

"My head may be severed and my blood spilled, yet I shall never regret it—so you may as well give up your foolish hopes." Peng Ruofei flatly rejected Tang Chongxin's offers to persuade him to surrender.

The reason Ling Yunpeng raised the issue was in fact to remind Jin Jiaqi that if anyone had noticed her earlier, the luggage that was now more than she had before would certainly rouse suspicion.

The present-day Great Jin Kingdom existed only in the system's recognition; it did not even possess a single thatched hut.

Only after seeing Hussein leave did Reman dare to show a smile. Here, Bon was the only one who dared speak to Hussein like that.

Last time Wang Shengnan came to see him, there were no starting blocks and he had run rather relaxed, yet he still produced a time of 10.83 seconds.

After wandering from shop to shop, the shopping bags in Lu Ming's hands grew more and more numerous—so many that one hand could no longer carry them all.

When Nanxi entered the bedroom, she found that the two children had already fallen asleep—Sister-in-law Zhou must have coaxed them to sleep.

The instant his gaze touched Shen Qingqiu, the ferocity in his eyes vanished in a flash, replaced by a trace of gentleness.

That battle of years past remained vivid before his eyes. Chiyou's astounding battle-power had far exceeded the world's imagination. Only those who had lived through it knew the vast terror of his demonic might. At that critical moment, the legendary Scroll of Mountains and Rivers had wrapped up the Four Ancestors of Xiaoxiang. With the power of that treasured scroll, they had shattered the void and safely returned to the Xiaoxiang Secret Realm.

Nie Wudao turned the tide with his own strength and lifted the great calamity from the Kunlun Wonderland. From then on, the name of Nie Wudao spread far and wide.

"Daddy, can we not go to the hospital?" Blinking her eyes, Nianqing asked again softly, full of hope.

No one would object to Lu Ming's suggestion, and so they sat down around the stone table and stone stools in the courtyard.

Though I hid beneath the great rock of the rockery, my gaze never once left that commandery princess. My heart was full of wonder at her—I did not know what sort of personage she was, nor why she should be so familiar with me. From the words she had just spoken, it seemed she knew me as well as if we were intimates.