Volume 1, Chapter 23: Gathering the Goods and Returning to the Provincial Capital!

The bald zombie turned around, and the other one reached out to grab Jiang Han. Jiang Han extended his hand, locking fingers with the bald zombie. He was, of course, not acting out of kindness or a desire to protect Jiang Han, but rather intending to secretly plant a means within Jiang Han’s body to inflict devastating damage at a moment’s notice.

Di Siyue’s actions had severely damaged the Di family’s reputation, even impacting the volatility of their stock prices. "Originally, as long as you continued to maintain this facade, as your son, I would have been willing to help you."

"Luo, do you think the other party is a possessor of the Divine Casting talent?" Yue Li watched Qin Chuan, who was deep in thought, and could not help but ask.

Furthermore, because his blog post was well-reasoned and logically rigorous, the netizens were completely convinced.

Qiao An was surprised to see her father: "Dad, why are you here?" Both of them felt a bit uneasy.

He lazily muted his phone before checking to see which bastard was sending him messages in the middle of the night.

"If that’s the case, then destroying the nine great empires should have been enough. Why did you have to annihilate the Wu clan of the Divine Race at the Cloud-Top Heavenly Palace?" Wu Wudi asked furiously.

She had bought clothes, but feeling they were too simple, she thought for a moment and then booked a restaurant.

At that time, the duration of their remaining existence would depend solely on when the creatures of the Mirage Sea invaded their current world.

Gu Yuxing stared blankly at his father’s back, muttering to himself, "Could the existence of Qianye already be threatening the survival of the Qingxuan Sect? If matters were truly that simple, Qianye would have died countless times over by now." He then gave a wry smile, stepped forward, and vanished into the darkness.

On June 2nd, the entire Croatian team gathered at the training base. Once fully equipped, they boarded a bus for the host country of the European Championship.

"They are merely worldly possessions; why should I be attached to them? That is why I told you the Qingxuan Sect is on the verge of destruction, yet you wouldn't believe me. It is precisely because there is no essence of Profound Spirit that the legacy of the Pure Spirit Holy Land has become a mere imitation," Gu Qingmei sneered.

"Help me act as a witness today; I am taking this disciple," He Maguan said, looking at Chen Mo.

***

At this moment, more warriors were gathering, and as they entered the area, they received the same information.

Seeing that Leng Haoxuan had agreed, Yamamoto was satisfied. He gestured and produced two more contracts for Leng Haoxuan to sign.

Qingfeng and Mingyue exchanged glances, silently pondering the old lady’s words and what kind of response she was expecting, feeling somewhat hesitant.

But Mourinho had maintained a delicate balance in the locker room; he could not afford to provoke Suker any further.

"If I said I was afraid, would you send me back?" Ningning watched Leng Haoxuan calmly, her voice, still tinged with childishness, sounding exceptionally cold.

Huanduo looked at Yun Yi with a mischievous glint: "What do you mean 'sort of'? You aren't here to fight for an opportunity like me, are you? Look, you don't have anything in your hands; others will think you aren't sincere. Here, let me give you these flowers; take them when you go to see him." Saying this, Huanduo handed the flowers to Yun Yi.

At this moment, Liu Yan no longer had his true energy to protect his body; he was just like an ordinary person. Never mind a dagger—even a heavy punch could knock him unconscious.

Feng, however, seemed not to notice, his eyes fixed steadily ahead as if he could see through the obstructions to observe Xiao Ou walking underground.

"A water-attribute sonic martial art? It seems you really have some skill!" Tang Xin’s release of water-based sound waves left the Water Qilin somewhat startled.

He leaned weakly against the bathtub, calming himself for quite a while before his breathing evened out, then closed his eyes and remained huddled inside, motionless.

After waiting for less than half an incense stick, the ball of flesh began to turn red; the milky-white sphere was transforming into a crimson hue.

In her past life, she had possessed an ancestral bloodline, but it was unfortunately not this strong; she could only release her power through blood sacrifice.

"Stop talking nonsense! How can a noble person of Xiaoshan utter such filth?" Feng Wanshan reprimanded angrily.

Linyuan remained silent; if he were to speak aloud, the sound might travel elsewhere and invite unnecessary trouble.

He secretly steeled his heart, enduring the agony within, and ignited an endless, burning hatred in his chest.

***

The officers roared loudly. The German positions were quickly shrouded in white smoke, and from the newly opened firing slits, German gunners were occasionally wounded by stray bullets.

The torpedo squadron coordinated their attack with the dive bombers. The Japanese "Zero" fighters that had escaped the Allied fighters were still at sea, intercepting the incoming torpedo bombers.

As the excavation continued for a while, Professor Feng suddenly called for a halt, as there were simply too many treasures to clear at once. Professor Feng was now concerned with the secure preservation of the artifacts.

Peng Tao ran out of the "bedroom" in a few quick strides; Xu Yanglin had already answered the phone. The sound of artillery explosions grew dense throughout Mount Gibeif. As Peng Tao realized what was happening, his face turned deathly pale.

"All armed police at the gate, stand your ground. Load your weapons with live ammunition! If anyone dares to break in, fire a warning shot!" The sentry immediately acknowledged the order and scrambled to carry it out.

The next morning, as the warm light began to spill across the Blue Sky Continent, the Herib Academy was already a scene of bustling activity.

The divisional artillery regiment, which had remained silent until now, roared with thunderous fury, disregarding the possibility of being targeted by Japanese artillery. The 75mm mountain guns fired fiercely at a rate of fifteen rounds per minute, turning the area between the Japanese front lines and their rear reinforcements into a sea of fire.

Liu Yihua’s words were resolute and decisive. Indeed, with Liu Yihua’s connections, it would be no problem at all to look after Zhang Yue and Li Xiaomin.

"Fine, what will it take to satisfy you?" When one is under another's roof, one must bow one's head. Besides, bowing to a Demon King was not such a disgraceful thing.

Before Liang Yuduo could speak, the other side hung up. Her expression turned ugly; Chen Haotian was indeed efficient—what he said would be done today was truly settled today.

Feng Qi’s eyes darted around, his breath held as light and slow as possible. If Ye Daiyi were to catch them in bed, there would be quite a spectacle. Surely, Ye Daiyi would never believe that Ye Zhonglang was injured and incapable of doing anything.

"Brother Zhang, the manager of Yuefeng Tower refuses to give us the leftovers anymore. He says that starting today, he will pay us in wages," Ugly Mother sobbed, wiping away her tears. As she spoke, she opened her palm, where a stack of ten copper coins glinted in the light.

Reflecting on these thoughts, Li Zhang felt a bit more cheerful. He folded up the portable solar power bank; the sun was already slanting westward, no longer suitable for charging, so he decided to wait until the next morning to charge it again.