Volume 1, Chapter 65: Should We Just Move Over There?

Why did Xie Ze predetermine to deal with me even before I had ever set foot in Bolin Town?

Upon seeing this scene, Tyrant showed not a shred of terror; instead, he burst into frantic laughter, his expression twisted and ferocious.

Xu You, busy working at her computer, heard the internal phone ring. She pressed the button, and Fu Shijie told her to come into his office.

Having heard this much, if Liu Zheng still could not read between the lines of Han Zhenhan's words, he would simply be wasting time.

I touched the Hades thumb ring hanging around my neck. It was growing hotter and hotter, even hotter than just a moment ago. Did this prove that Ling Yefeng's condition was deteriorating?

Ye Lishang tightly pursed his lips. He had indeed made such an agreement with her back then, and even if he regretted it now, he had no choice but to endure it.

That God Emperor was at least at the peak of Dao Integration, or perhaps even at the level of a Great Universe Overlord. Otherwise, he would not have been targeted by those figures behind the scenes, nor would he have managed to escape in the midst of resistance.

The moment I saw Uncle Wu covered in blood, my tears flowed uncontrollably.

As I spoke, I took out a pill and handed it to Li Wei, instructing him to take two liang of aged yellow wine, three qian of realgar, and one liang of cinnabar, mix them with the pill, dissolve the concoction in two jin of warm water, and feed the child two liang every half hour.

After Steward Li met with misfortune, she had consciously approached Chunni and then extracted this matter out of her.

With a loud roar from the chieftain, all the shamans directly raised their hands toward the three blood fiends in the sky, hurling a chain of lightning straight at them.

Pang Zhonghua was in an extremely good mood. With one expert gone, he had more opportunities to showcase himself. People returning from abroad were always very fond of self-expression and eager for fame.

Moreover, low-level enhancement tasks could be handled by ordinary technicians, but D-class and C-class enhancements required professional guidance and assistance from mechanical experts.

Meanwhile, the flashes of blades and swords were endless. An immeasurable amount of heaven and earth energy was integrated at this instant by the union of wind and cloud, and then poured into these blade and sword lights. Each strike seemed inferior to Jue Wushen's Killing Fist, yet their quantity far exceeded the rays of Jue Wushen's Killing Fist.

In the main hall, Zhang Yanjuj invited Zhe Yuelan to be seated. Zhe Yuelan did not produce the pacification envoy's seal; instead, he concisely explained the situation in Hedong and left it to Zhang Yanjuj to make a decision.

The gleaming white plastic bottle fell by the roadside and was picked up by a wild ape. Treating it like a precious treasure, the ape beat its chest, leaped with joy, and scampered away clutching the bottle.

Over the next few days, she wore a full suit of military attire and iron armor, looking heroic and vigorous as she hurried to Huyan Geng's camp to request that she no longer manage the old encampment, but instead serve as a commander.

During the retreat, the army corps would scatter and inevitably be mostly wiped out. But there was no choice. If they chose not to retreat, but to stay here and confront the Scorching Sun descendants, there would undoubtedly be only one path left: total annihilation.

Lin Wei paid no more heed to Helik, turning his attention instead to the several top-tier rank-four great wizards who had arrived almost simultaneously with the lean man.

Knowing she could not shake off Duan Qiu, she simply stopped accelerating and proceeded through the forest at a normal speed.

Even so, in the eyes of cultivators with deeper cultivation, those river gods amidst the river waves instantly revealed their true forms under the thunderbolts, whereupon they were battered into dust and vanished into the churning waves.

Kishimoto Masashi raised his head blankly, catching sight of the visitor at the door. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes—his memory did not seem to contain this man standing before him. Nevertheless, out of politeness, he nodded and invited Zheng Ji inside.

Warhorses galloped back and forth through the capital as fires broke out one after another in the residences of high-ranking imperial officials, accompanied by the clashing of weapons and agonizing screams.

Captain Niu and Black Tiger were dumbfounded; neither of them had expected the person before them to be so formidable.

"The Illusion Technique is indeed powerful; it cannot be defeated by ordinary martial arts," Murong Xin praised inwardly.

Chu Tianyu uttered only three words, yet they frightened that junior martial king into collapsing weakly onto the ground, stripped of all fighting spirit.

After taking a seat on the bench, the old man cut Yuan Xing off before he could even open his mouth, blocking whatever he intended to say.

The room was pitch black, seemingly empty. Otherwise, it could not possibly be this quiet, devoid even of the sound of breathing.

The magic staff should be on the elven mage, so the human warrior looked toward the elven mage. Without hesitation or struggle, the elven mage straightforwardly produced it.

Plundering resources within such a chaotic domain comes with many preconditions, and one must abide by certain rules. If there were truly no rules at all and everyone could pillage arbitrarily without restraint, these chaotic gods and demons would have long since ceased to exist.

As for Zhou Xuefen, she snuggled into Chen Hui's arms, looking affectionately at his handsome face. Quietly enjoying their private world, Zhou Xuefen felt an incomparable sense of happiness.

Furthermore, he was a man who kept a foot in multiple boats. Qin Ze typed a message asking him for advice on how to keep his beloved imperial concubines living in harmony.

"Take a guess, what is the Second Young Master up to this time!" The man sitting opposite Young Master Han looked at the person beside him, spoke in a low whisper with a faint smile, and asked.

"No, I just want to know the truth!" After a long while, Madam Chu said with a helpless expression. Yes, she only wanted to know the truth. Yet she had forgotten: what use would knowing the truth be anyway?

Previously, Ye Feifei had not felt this way. But ever since she signed with Sunshine and became the promoted top-tier darling heavily backed by Bei Lingfeng, this feeling had grown especially intense.

Her face burned with scorching heat. After all, being a member of the Li family and showing zero manners or discipline was utterly humiliating.

As for Wu Xi, after being kicked away by the God of Fire, he arrived in this void space. The moment he entered, Wu Xi felt a terrifying wave of heat wash over him.

In the restaurant, Han Xue looked at the man sitting opposite her and smiled indifferently. Suddenly, a trace of bitterness welled up in her heart. Had it not been for self-preservation, she would never have chosen to sit here.