Sixty-three Whales

Aiqi has always been a quirky child. Furthermore, as a younger sister, she knows the most about Liu Chang's situation, so her focus naturally wouldn't be the same as Zhang Xin's.

The result of this kind of education is that red blood cells only transport nutrients and run away when facing danger, while white blood cells only know how to destroy bacteria and are completely oblivious to everything else.

9527 roared, pulled the just-injected needle out of his chest, and stumbled into the bunker. Actually, with that shot just now, the instinctive reaction should have been a headshot, but like Xiong Da, he couldn't bring himself to kill a comrade so easily. At the very last moment, his aim drifted slightly off, striking Nameless's firearm instead.

"Brother Tianlong, all of this is just a misunderstanding..." Seeing people from the Tianlong clan arriving, Miao Zhengyu hurriedly went up to greet them.

Three thousand against tens of thousands—all the generals were greatly shocked, thinking he was joking, yet none of them dared to step forward, though they also felt awkward voicing their doubts.

Many people pleaded with Yu He to sell them more black fish, but helplessly, she could only use excuses such as advance bookings, the heavy workload required to prepare the fish, and a shortage of manpower to decline their requests.

"Ahem," the manager cleared his throat, "I am deeply honored that an extreme expert like myself has graced our humble auction house, but might I be of service to him?" he asked in his most submissive tone.

Therefore, Wang Wei did not continue. He wanted Hu Yaoguang to follow his inner thoughts; even if he truly gave up in the end, he would have no regrets in his heart. As long as he had been happy and had no regrets, that was enough.

According to An Yi, the Prince was bitten on the neck by Duan Xueyao, but when he lowered his head to look just then, where was there any wound?

Lin Ye was startled. Mutual affection? It was true that he liked Su Yue, but Su Yue liked him too?

Yet when he calmed down and looked at Qin Yue, discovering that the aura radiating from him was not inferior to his own, he was dumbfounded. Qin Yue, who had previously been only at the Nascent Soul stage, had now actually reached the peak of the Soul Division stage, and was on the verge of breaking through to the Tribulation Crossing stage. A terrifying aura surged forth from his body.

Looking downward, the young man, now freed from the shackles of his physical body, retained the same external outline as before, but was now composed of pure, thick, white substance.

Yang Fan glanced at Wang Kedan and Xia Ningmeng, who both wore suspicious expressions, and enduring his internal wounds, turned back to hack his way through the path he had come from.

A solemn expression appeared on his face. Of course Qin Yue could endure such pain; what he worried about was merely causing trouble. But on second thought, it seemed things had already reached this point, so what was there to worry about anymore?

At that very moment, another elder rushed out at the vanguard, followed closely by several other seniors.

With a sudden boom, Ye Feng regained consciousness, examining his own body, which resembled glazed crystal, and let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

They had all hired powerful experts, but at the critical moment, Brooke let them down, and they certainly didn't want to share the spoils with anyone else.

This ocean-crossing process would be the next trial, during which their houses would be reassigned, and they would be guided by a new team of professional mentors.

The concentration of the Demon-Suppression Bloodline was simply too low. Even from the perspective of the Legendary Eye, it appeared only as a few faint, cicada-wing-thin wisps of energy, failing to even form a liquid bloodline, let alone substantive solid circuits.

The stature of this elven race was somewhat similar to that of humans, around 1.7 meters tall, whereas this bizarre, octopus-like race stood dozens of meters high.

Lu Zhan put on his shoes and stepped out of the tent. The three little ones were still sleeping, so Lu Zhan zipped up the tent flap to prevent the cold wind from blowing inside.

Someone once conducted a statistic showing that nearly a third of all rebel organizations across the wasteland world received material subsidies from unknown sources. This third of the rebels was very likely a "secret unit" kept by some consortium specifically to do their dirty work.

This had little to do with the subsidies singled out by the West for sanctions, since later on, countries all over the globe subsidized their own photovoltaic products. As for the reasons, it was primarily due to economies of scale, and undeniably, the genuinely low costs of labor and other factors on the Chinese side.

The races and backers of these fellows were crystal clear, and the most crucial aspect was their strength—every single one of them was at the demigod or even peak demigod level.

Afterward, thousands of people blockaded the foot of the mountain. Except for the cliff side where no guards were stationed, the other three sides were completely surrounded. Not only that, the Zhanwei Army also dispatched an unspecified number of troops to block the mountain trails, sealing off the only road leading in and out of the mountain pass.

Ever since they awakened, Origin Force users were equivalent to ordinary humans undergoing evolutionary mutation, with some physical characteristics differing from normal people—such as the color of their blood, or the position and number of their internal organs, varying endlessly and defying uniformity.

Now, unlocking the Corpse Dragon had four more blocks remaining. If nothing unexpected happened, it would only take three to four days to complete the unlock, and by then, he would possess airborne transport capabilities.

A ball of red light burst forth from Su Jing's body, and the four wavy sword patterns at the four corners of the sword platform shattered violently. The sword platform instantly imploded, turning into a sky full of blue ice crystals.

Therefore, if she had already succeeded, even if she needed to dispose of the corpse, she wouldn't carry it around in full view of the public while running all over the ship. She would definitely find a very secluded place, which should be near the stern of the ship.

The forest was very quiet. Xiao Botian's face flushed red, his hands and feet awkwardly at a loss for where to put them. Catching the scent of Meng Ling's hair, he suddenly felt that this fragrance was very familiar. A wisp of scent drifted out from the depths of his memory and mingled with the hair fragrance before him, evoking a long-lost feeling in his heart.

Lei Zhen's voice stopped abruptly. He stared incredulously at Su Zheng, a trail of fresh blood slowly seeping across his forehead, and his body subsequently plummeted powerlessly from the air.

After months of covert investigation, they finally obtained reliable information stating that Zhang Xiance, the rebel chieftain of Guide, learned that Liu Chao "achieved merits too high to reward and harbored long-standing grievances," making him a target the rebel army could win over and unite with. Consequently, he sent people to persuade Liu Chao to rely on Yongcheng to rebel and link up with the Guide rebel army.

Zhang Tianyi's only goal for giving this to Cai Zhiyuan was to make a name for himself here, and even radiate out to the surrounding cities, allowing Fat Brother's firm to lay down a foundation across the entire grassland.

"Wang Chen" glanced at him with a cruel gaze and coldly uttered a single word: Die. Instantly, tens of thousands of eerie black threads spewed out, and with a virtual grab from his right hand, the Nascent Soul was yanked out alive. Demonic fire flared up, and it was thoroughly refined in an instant.