Side Story (5)

Seeing that the hour was already late, Zhang Fei finished giving his instructions, took off his upper garments, lay down on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes.

The "Cloud-Covered Snow" cat at home, although a bit fierce toward outsiders, was exceptionally soft and gentle in front of her.

To their absolute astonishment, this mere freshman from the university uttered something that left them completely dumbfounded.

Walking along the path, the two cultivators kept casting curious glances at Lin Quxuan while whispering softly among themselves, though Lin Qingxuan paid them no mind whatsoever.

"Yan Yun, do you know? I always thought you were dead, so I never even considered seeking revenge. I never expected you to still be alive."

The Beast King Sword struck the head of the Slaughter King, and boundless radiance flashed between the two. With a crisp, sharp crack, the skull of the Slaughter King actually split open.

"Who has anything pleasant to say to you?" He Yong rolled his eyes as he continued to absorb her cultivation power.

At this moment, everyone in the great hall could see that Xiao Binglan was directly locking horns with Shu Qingyu.

The two submarines were instantly blasted away, even though He Yong's strength remained at the primary rank without any increase.

Fielding knew his own craftsmanship well; although the quality was not bad, the appearance was somewhat lacking, considering he had formerly been merely a blacksmith's apprentice in the village of Elbell.

Therefore, Zhu Youxiao believed there was a high probability that Liu Yiyu was exploiting his good relationship with Wang An to accumulate wealth.

"This is no time to discuss such matters. Let's get her back first," Qi Qianche spoke up from the side.

Compared to sweet potatoes yielding ten thousand catties per mu, the ministers suddenly felt that rice yielding up to two thousand catties per mu was no longer appealing.

"Alright, it's a deal," Lady Liu pondered to herself. She had to do manual labor anyway, and she didn't like the Jiang family to begin with; getting close to them previously was merely to join in bullying Jiang Chunrong. But since Jiang Chunrong was no longer someone easily pushed around, by comparison, she would rather cozy up to Jiang Chunrong.

Moreover, having such multi-million-dollar cars driving around on the roads posed a constant threat to the simple, honest folk.

"Damn it, why is this thing like a portal? If you can't beat them, do they just spawn an army?" a player gasped in astonishment.

According to the report, the teenager's last recorded location was in the Tokyo BX104 district, which was precisely the area where the monsters first appeared.

After years of development, the taxes collected by the Zhou State each year—including the types of taxes levied—had long since established a complete and standardized procedure.

The courtyard was spacious and had many rooms, but Wei Ziyao hadn't gotten around to tidying them up previously since only she and Cuixi lived here. Now that there were more people, it was indeed time to properly clean and organize the remaining rooms.

She had always refused to bow her head to him and loved to confront things head-on. Why was she suddenly turning so soft now?

The sky darkened abruptly, and thick dark clouds churned into an inky hue, signaling the imminent arrival of a violent storm.

Otherwise, those stone cones would not have just encircled Zhu Xuanmu, but would have pierced dozens of holes through his body.

Seeing his chief strategist express the same view, Liu Jing realized there was truly little hope left, and he retired early for the night.

Yet, true empathy between human beings is ultimately impossible. For instance, at this moment, I still cannot figure out whether Chu Ting was merely putting on a hypocritical act or truly grew disheartened by the cruel words I uttered last night.

Over the newly upcoming period, Yu Qiu focused on urging Lu Zhan and Niu Lanshan to master the newly purchased cultivation techniques.

Why had I delayed pressing charges against the despicable acts committed against me by Qin Lang and Zhu Hong?

Lin Yan played her role with exceptional skill, prompting even the system to applaud her stunningly brilliant performance.

Only then did Xia Yuanxin make his move, detonating the crystal inside Xia Zidao's body to unleash a final burst of power that successfully blocked Ding Can's attack.

I stared at that patch of blood for a long time, unable to snap out of it, while subconsciously piecing together the sequence of events in my mind.

"You suspect that Zhu芊芊 planted a pinhole camera in my home, don't you?" When I first saw the video during the day, that was the very first thought that crossed my mind.

Possessing five claws and twin wings, covered in black scales and thorns, and exuding an ancient and desolate aura, its majestic dragon eyes held a cold detachment that looked down upon all creation. It made one's entire body tremble involuntarily, as though gazing upon the supreme sovereign of all living beings in the world.

"The Left Wise King should speak his mind freely; the Tiefu Tribe will always support you..." Seeing Yufuvuo temporarily silence the various chieftains, the Right Wise King Tuyu seized the moment to voice his support, casting a defiant glance at Huyan and the others as he finished speaking.

Aside from Song Yu, every avatar that Zhou Zhou manifested served a specific purpose and position.

"If he is indeed the King." Jia Xu paid no heed to Xiao Honglv's implicit threat and instead uttered these very words.

Old Zhang turned his head to look. Seeing him step inside, he gestured with his hand and moved his lips, silently asking Lin Mu a question.

The dissipation of divine consciousness did not mean the danger had ended. The antimatter energy lurking within the painted entity remained his greatest potential threat, capable not only of ruining his entire life but also endangering his descendants.

However, just as they intended to take action, even worse news followed closely behind.

Ye Yaotiao took the bag from Uncle Ye's hand, set it aside, and then placed a pair of slippers on the floor right by the doorway.

"You're just idle and bored," Mila said, rolling her eyes with a hint of disdain as she continued licking her ice cream. Faced with Mila's appraisal, Murong Chen shamelessly nodded in agreement.

The limbs of the vulture-turtle were exceptionally well-developed. Even with such a heavy shell on its back, it remained extremely agile when moving—let alone comparing to an ordinary turtle, it could even rival a cheetah in a running race.

Hearing Zhang Xixi deny that the mysterious old man was Professor Lan Xuelong, Wang Jiong's feelings were rather complex, a mix of relief and curiosity.