Chapter 51: Origin

However, if he was merely the vice lord of the City of Mist, why would Master Fane of the Mage Alliance accompany this young man?

Li Mei could not have anticipated such an outcome. Not only did she fail to send Huang Boxiong to prison, but she had also made everyone in the school aware of her affair with him. Now, whenever teachers and students looked at her, their gazes felt strange.

Accompanied by a shuddering collapse, two teachers let out terrified screams. They could perceive death approaching, fearing it would arrive in the very next second. The stubborn strength they had maintained dissolved completely once all the children had left; only screaming seemed capable of releasing the terror in their hearts.

Then Lin Fang got up, washed his face, and took a leisurely stroll within Roselin's domain, gently breathing in the morning air while quietly gazing at the surrounding scenery.

Additionally, one could set up filtration items. For instance, for recyclable plastic bottles, or even certain rare ores, as long as they were present in the garbage, the waste disposal machine could spit them out after processing.

In fact, Mo Xi came to school today partly to see the legendary Mingxi, and partly because she didn't want to stay at home. Her friends had all gone to school, and with no one to play with her, staying at home was dreadfully boring.

Was that man who depended upon her for survival truly gone, vanished from her world and her life?

Only three days remained. There were just three days left before they had to leave the military unit, and reluctance weighed heavily on their hearts. They swept the dormitory floor over and over again, and wiped the steel rifles in their hands again and again.

Gu Feng let out a faint sigh. Having returned from the dead through Uncle Ghost, Gu Feng had not yet truly unleashed his full strength.

They darted into their respective celestial artifacts, manipulated them to take flight, and pursued him.

In the summer of the third year of Jian'an, after declaring himself emperor, Yuan Shu faced a punitive expedition launched by various warlords rallied by Cao Cao, and was ultimately defeated and forced to flee to Huainan.

"What else could be strange? Could it be that the higher-ups of the White Sun Cult made them surrender and defect?" Wang Mazi curled his lips and said.

"My two lords, regardless of what kind of status the Eunuch holds in the Princess's Mansion, she is, after all, an imperial envoy bearing an imperial decree. How can she possibly apologize to subordinates of lower rank?" Dou Ling'er refused to share their view.

Adjudicator Number Three looked up at the anomaly appearing in the sky, pondering whether she should fly up to take a look, when she caught sight of those two figures. She immediately recognized them as Duan Sheng and Zhu Feng, and was surprised to find that they were still alive. Following that, she also employed her movement technique and soared up into the sky.

Although this young woman Qingshui stood around one meter seven in height, carrying this sword still made it look a bit too long.

However, the male ghost cultivator of Panorama City was different; Du Feng knew he possessed many secrets and understood numerous cultivation techniques. He might even know more techniques than Du Feng himself.

The Heavenly Eye Saint controlled the law of causality and the ultimate relationships between those timelines, pointing his finger in a certain direction to exert a wondrous effect.

Luo Yu glanced around. Everywhere he looked stood tall and magnificent buildings, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to the "bird-forsaken" place Ran Luoxue had described.

His voice was exceptionally clear and pleasing to the ear. City Lord Moyang paused and stopped in his tracks: Since things had reached this point, they could only do as Wang Hong suggested.

Chen Xi unleashed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms once more, and golden dragons leaped forth from his palms, crashing toward those resurrected demon warriors.

Hattori Chiyue opened her mouth, wanting to ask something more, but Feng Luoyu had already turned and entered the hotel's lobby.

If anyone else had spoken those words, it would have been admitting defeat before the battle and disrupting military morale, which might well have landed them before a military tribunal.

Although human fire and earthly fire differed by only a single character, there was an essential distinction between them.

"Yo yo, judging by this, you want to be the Wang Jiang Matriarch, do you?" Liangzi stepped forward, threw her arms around Duntong, and playfully wrestled with her in an affectionate manner.

Smiling as she looked at him, Chen Rong reached out to pick up the wine decanter, filled both his cup and her own with wine, picked up her cup, and sipped slowly in silence. He said nothing, and Chen Rong remained quiet as well.

Taking a deep breath and telling herself to remain calm, she took a step and walked into the room: at the very least, she should be safe tonight. No, to be precise, she should be safe for the next two days.

Can't you damn well see that the enemy's thirty thousand warships are evenly distributed along the outer perimeter of space one million kilometers away from Planet Jia? Is their intention not obvious enough?

An Qizheng was forty-three years old this year. At this age, among ordinary people, he would already be considered a middle-aged man advanced in years, but for a military and political official, An Qizheng was still very young.

Ji Zilian's anger subsided by thirty percent only after Nalan Zhefeng addressed her by her given name, but upon hearing him defend that villain once again, her delicate body trembled with fury.

Inside the dim prison cell, the fly remained that same irritating fly, and the person remained that same desolate person.

Logically speaking, the court's actions had granted them utmost prestige in the pugilistic world, elevating them from vagrant outcasts to upper-crust individuals eating the ruler's grain. To call it a blessing in disguise would not be an overstatement.

This massive operation by the intelligent zombie in driving the zombie pigs opened Xia Bai's eyes. At that moment, he even thought to himself that later on he must search every single pig farm across the three northeastern provinces and become a frantic pig-slayer.

Meanwhile, Murong Shuang watched all of this with satisfaction, practically waiting with her mouth wide open for Bai Zhi, who had been compressed into a piece of creamy ice cream, to melt instantly upon contact.

The Ghost Dragon Gate maintained a strict hierarchy. No matter how formidable their cultivation might be, compared to the young master of the Ghost Dragon Gate, they fell short by more than just a little.

"What is the old commander talking about?" Wang Bin was completely baffled. Now that his legs were healed, he had a job and a wife; one could say he had achieved success in both love and career, and all of this was thanks to Tang Qian.

Compared to misunderstanding the person he loved and leaving her covered in wounds, he was even more terrified of hating the wrong person and personally pushing his own beloved into the arms of another man.

Six golden swords materialized out of thin air, lingering around Cui Renzhu. As his arm swept downward, they merged in the blink of an eye into a hollow, cylindrical shape, as if determined to fight a decisive battle with his opponent.

An incomparable arrogance appeared on the Blood Ancestor's face, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth revealed utter mockery.

In the distance, Duyuan had to make a move. Before the impending battle erupted, he had to strike; this would boost everyone's morale. Crocodile Demon King had been far too careless and eager for quick success—he shouldn't have been so reckless. Duyuan could not wait any longer now that the Crocodile Demon King's flying shuttle had closed in so near; if he didn't act now, the Crocodile Demon King's eyes would practically gaze right through the sky.