Volume 1, Chapter 62: Let It Guard Our Home

"Big Hei, even if you want to lie down, please don't lie right under Xiao Xu's feet. How is anyone supposed to walk past like this?" Lin Guohua feigned anger and scolded Big Hei in a low voice.

"You damned dog, are your ears deaf? Can't you understand human speech?" Chen Xiuhong had a fiery temperament; she certainly didn't have Lin Guohua's good temper.

Seeing that the family's old dog was actually blocking the path of her prospective son-in-law, Lin Xiaoxu, anger instantly surged in her heart, and she kicked Big Hei right in the belly.

Lin Xiaoxu remembered that back when he was still in primary school, Lin Guohua had already brought Big Hei home to raise it as a guard dog. Now, roughly calculating, Big Hei's age as a dog was almost...

Suddenly, the hook tip sliced fiercely up along Huang Biao's spine, stopping only at his back heart. Though they could not see what was happening in front of Huang Biao, they could see a gash over a foot long carved into his back, and steaming, hot blood poured down like water both in front of and behind him.

Hearing this newest, most reliable inside information, the audience looked at the three people in the arena with strange expressions.

Yan'er and Su Xiurong also caught Xiaolian's pleading glance and froze in place for a moment.

Finally, having eliminated all the battle souls, the Eight-Armed Fiend locked its target onto the Battle Soul Divine General, waving its eight bone swords as it charged forward.

A roar—the destruction of the five Moon-Plucking cultivators had not appeased the two great demon gods in the sky. With a fierce roar, they lunged once more toward True Immortal Jitian and his wife.

In the time that followed, Andy trained alongside the others while keeping a close eye on the guild's movements and the activities of players from major factions.

If this were not the Forbidden Land of Dongling, such a beautiful twilight scenery would indeed be breathtaking.

A pathetic man; magic was a mage's life, and having completely lost his ability to recover, death was merely a matter of time for him.

Zhao Yi's words were filled with confidence. After dropping this remark, he said nothing more, but that was already enough, and the expressions of the entire Han family began to calm down.

Xie Bangui had been standing with his arms crossed and saying nothing since entering the door, looking at the grocery store owner with a smile.

"Jingjing." Zhang Liao was already entirely familiar with the terrain along the route and answered without the slightest hesitation upon hearing the question.

Yet, the dancing flames showed no sign of stopping; following the Taotie vines beneath the turntable, they plunged fiercely and incomparably into the depths of the earth, burning all the way toward the base of the solitary peak with the momentum of a wildfire scorching the grasslands.

Yu Sheng and the three others anticipated a fierce battle tomorrow, so they continued their training today. During this period, their training focused primarily on strength and coordination, as Li Yu, Ouyang Xue, and Hu Yan all needed breakthroughs in these two areas.

Just as Paper-Craft Zhang's voice trailed off, a stream of blood shot high into the air from his mouth, and blood spattered across his entire body like rain. Striking the blood droplets with his palms, Paper-Craft Zhang transmitted his power through the blood. Amidst the torrential, cloud-flowing discharge of the blood arrow, his relentless howling carried a mournful, heroic grandeur that shook the heavens.

Ganso patted Xing Zeyuan's increasingly broad shoulders, able to sense Xing Zeyuan's anxiety. In less than three years, he would have to duel Henei; he wondered whether their Red Shield Mercenary Corps would be able to defeat the Blue Shield Martial Arts Academy by then.

Yu Sheng could tell that Ouyang Xue was on the verge of exhaustion, which was why he chose to bring their dual cultivation to its final stage at this moment. Yet this step was equally intense, serving as a final sprint. After cycling his strongest internal energy twice between Ouyang Xue and himself, Yu Sheng allowed it to erupt completely—a necessary step for the mutual complement of Yin and Yang.

"Foster father, you summoned Chan'er; has something happened?" Much like Pei Ming, Diaochan's voice was ethereal and clear, a flash of complexity crossing her dark, obsidian eyes as she looked at Wang Yuan. Toward the man who had personally pushed her into Dong Zhuo's arms, for a moment she truly did not know what to feel.

The administrator's location had very few players—only a few—though NPCs were quite numerous, and one of them was known to Andy.

Gradually, as energy continuously poured in and time ticked forward, that speck of light began to expand. Faintly, deep within the brightest radiance, a mountain range seemed to materialize.

Though Andy couldn't see it, he could roughly guess that Kusakabe香 was blushing, so he decided to keep making her blush.

Tong Hua and Lü Qishan had fought for many years; he knew Lü Qishan's personality very well, knowing that Lü Qishan would definitely seize the opportunity of his severe injuries to finish him off. Therefore, he had remained hidden in the shadows all this time, never once showing his face.

The palm strike he had just used to shatter the marble coffee table was meant to intimidate He Yong and the others, allowing him to seize the initiative. Now that his objective had been achieved, he naturally would not dwell on the matter further.

Qingyu tried to call out, only to find that the sound she produced was reduced to a raspy, hoarse wheeze.

If he went with the two of them to Xu Jie's place, Xu Jie would likely realize immediately that he was afraid Zhao Guizhi would say the wrong thing. But if he didn't follow, Zhao Guizhi might not be able to keep the secret either; what on earth should he do?

Mo Yun was not someone given to excessive hesitation. Since his master had already given the word, he no longer needed to stand on ceremony and immediately set about dismantling it, instantly revealing a century-old spiritual ginseng before his eyes.

Moreover, aside from this matter, Shen Aoqing had also put in a good word for them with the Food and Drug Administration, otherwise Yipinxiang would likely have been sealed off on the very day the food poisoning incident broke out.

He was still at the Initial Saint Realm and knew nothing about the Dao Lord Realm, naturally failing to see that this Dao transcended the Heavenly Dao and was an independent Dao. Yet even so, he felt utterly terrified; after all, even now he had yet to fully master a single Dao, as only cultivators in the Domain Realm could completely master one.

Madam Wei smiled as she tallied and inspected the goods delivered by Ye Qianling, then had the accountant settle the final balance for her.

Shangguan Yao made no effort to conceal his feelings, openly sharing this exact sensation currently stirring within his heart.

At the same time, Nakata Chisei suggested to Liu Wangcheng that it would be best to establish a board of directors, with Liu Wangcheng controlling the entire corporate group in the capacity of chairman of the board. Operating the way he currently did—holding neither shares nor an official position while still making all the final decisions—was truly somewhat unconventional.

A pair of phoenix eyes overflowed with a mixture of wild grief and ecstasy, the smile at the corners of his lips gentle. Dressed in a pure white shirt, his upright posture was both striking and charming.

Meanwhile, Xiao Haotian returned north in leisurely triumph, laden with the glory of victory and the majority of the autumn harvest grain from the Kingdom of Nanzhao.

"Friend or not, there's no need to dwell on it. I can see he cares quite a bit about you," Mrs. Yang said tactfully.

However, the old man had already stepped inside; no matter how dangerous it might be within, Aoian had no choice but to follow. Helplessly, Aoian stepped through the wooden door as well.