42 Lotus Leaf Rice

Li Bai and Pei Yu exchanged glances, a faint smile inevitably touching their lips. Who hasn't been like that in their youth?

For the Chieftain of the Giant Turtles, Lin Luo leading the coalition forces to arrive in time for rescue was already an unexpected pleasant surprise.

"Honey, do you have money now?" Previously, Yang Min had wanted to learn how to drive, but Yuan Fangmin couldn't come up with the money, which had led to a fierce quarrel between them.

No one knew what he had experienced in the detention center, but he suddenly confessed to his crimes and then, like a rabid dog, turned to bite his own biological father.

Liu Tingchan glanced at the plaque of the "Blue Mountain Immortal Herb" and was about to step inside when Nanzhu suddenly grabbed him.

Before the rise of the Tribal Alliance, aside from the secluded and peaceful Banyan Tribe, the top-tier tribes in this region were only the He Tribe and the Peng Tribe.

As for Moya, his connections in the navy were simply too vast. Putting aside the fact that the current marshal had a good relationship with him, at least half of the vice admirals were on good terms with him, and among the newly appointed vice admirals, aside from Sentomaru, almost all of them were his direct subordinates.

As the saying goes, even a clay figurine has three parts of temper; could Ma Dalu really have complete control over Old Zhao Nian?

Then, he glanced at Tushan Ling, and had to admit that such a Tushan Ling indeed stirred some emotion in him. But it was only a slight stirring.

"I figured you must have graduated from a music conservatory. Not only are you beautiful, but you also sing wonderfully," Yuan Fang'an said.

"That's fantastic!" Mo Lin ascertained the direction of Pearl Island, grabbed Yueyao, and with wind at his feet, dashed straight toward the ocean like a wisp of light.

And the person, or rather the corpse, held tightly in his embrace was none other than Hanyan, Moyi's mother, who had previously appeared to have been turned to ash by Huayu.

"You recognize me? Could you possibly be Moyi's mother?" Ying Lili finally dragged her consciousness back from her wind-swept and chaotic thoughts, her gaze remaining fixed on the other's face, as if searching for something more there.

I received the yellow talisman and looked it over, which reminded me of ten years ago when my grandfather took me to Lin Goudan's house in the middle of the night to deliver that exact same yellow talisman. Back then, my grandfather had also folded it into this very shape.

The frozen individual was wearing extremely specialized magical armor, which looked like a product from some corporation, and was clearly a high-end custom piece. Of course, none of this mattered much to Luoling. What shocked Luoling was that he actually recognized this undead master who was not wearing a helmet.

Li Fengzhi led a squad of brothers setting out from the northern tunnel entrance. They carried no light machine guns and not a single heavy weapon; the soldiers were fully loaded with grenades and submachine guns. Their plan was simply to rain down a round of explosives and then run, and that single squad of enemies would undoubtedly have a rough time.

The crowd grew larger and larger. Armed with clubs, knives, and other weapons, a few senior students fought bare-handed and, being outnumbered, suffered some losses. One of them had the back of his head split open by a billiard cue, blood streaming down continuously. They began to cover the "wounded" and retreated toward our direction, while that gang of thugs pursued them relentlessly.

Song Fei shivered, feeling a cool, damp sensation on her face. Touching her body, she found it drenched as well.

Ainan stepped back two paces as a pillar of fire erupted several meters high from the ground, the raging flames distorting the air. Had Ainan not stepped back, the pillar of fire would have completely engulfed him, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Mo Li carefully pondered the events of this incident, knowing full well that killing Liu Tianlu was a colossal mistake.

Reflecting on it, Peng Nandi felt that being a social hero suited him better—donning a mask to punish the wicked without having to overthink things like the police did, just getting straight to work.

"You're still far from it!" Even more beyond Muzhilong's imagination, Lin Can's figure actually materialized in mid-air over ten meters high.

Wielding divine weapons and sharp blades, driven by blinding anger and striking one's own vital points with full force without hesitation, no flesh-and-blood creature could possibly endure it.

"You'd better worry more about yourself. If you can run, I can keep running with you all day long," Muzhilong said as he charged forward. Seeing Muzhilong charging with such imposing momentum, the boss immediately turned and fled, but within this short distance, Muzhilong only needed to take a slightly larger stride to pin the boss down by the shoulder.

Because of encountering Kel'thuzad during his previous trip to the continent of Northrend, Ainan had not gained much understanding of that unfamiliar land, merely tracking the towering aura of the dead to the Dragonblight, where dragons were buried, before stopping.

After unleashing a few spirit arts that overextended his spiritual power, Zhao Yang had already grown weak. Because of the strain of exhausting his spiritual power, executing three spirit arts was already his limit; otherwise, Zhao Yang would have unleashed even more.

The next day, Chu Qiao and Shang Fangyan both woke up to the sound of knocking at the door. Opening their sleepy eyes, Shang Fangyan looked at the person in his arms who was slightly lifting her eyelids, his lips curling into a smile—a smile filled with a satisfaction and joy he had never known before.

It took nearly twenty minutes for the Butcher to finally slaughter all those thick-skinned and heavily defended monsters of the 110th stage.

After the meal, they began their usual casual chatting. Around midnight, just as the three of them were about to return to their respective rooms to sleep, they suddenly heard a hurried series of footsteps outside the door.

After Qian Jin informed Lu Man about Chen Yun's arrival, he kept his eyes fixed on her, terrified that she might have an extreme reaction. Even when she walked over to Director Su, he followed right beside her. Seeing Lu Man collapse backward like a wooden stake, he quickly caught her and, together with Director Su, settled her onto a chair.

Countless ships on the sea were slowly approaching the shore, while most of the generals and soldiers in the city were enjoying the moon.

He didn't understand why, since the Japanese devils had already left, Wang Degui was still sending so many supplies to the county seat.

"You wicked beast, get down here!" I grabbed the ghostly grudge child, trying to tear it off Jiejie's body, but it clutched Jiejie's collar tightly and refused to let go no matter what.