Volume 1, Chapter 55: Don't Fanboy Joey Wong!

"Since that is the case, I trust Lord Zhao will not linger too long. Should there be any delay and His Majesty places the blame, neither of you nor I will escape punishment!" Qian Hu made it clear he wished to see his guest out.

The remaining three reacted almost simultaneously, launching their attacks toward the base of the Qiankun Tower.

"Who dares come seeking death!" Hou Zhenshan suddenly rushed out of the cabin, brandishing his twin hammers and shouting curses. Ah Chai also shifted its form, all four paws firmly treading upon the trigram symbols as it roared fiercely like a ferocious black tiger.

Du Meng ignored Li Xiangyang's furious scolding and, wielding a cyan jade sword, charged straight at the Ghost King. Somehow, the barrier-like Grievance of Ten Thousand moved along with him, inadvertently dragging Li Xiangyang along in the charge. Protected by the Grievance of Ten Thousand, the ghost soldiers and generals could not get close to them, nor could those malevolent vapors pierce through.

Seeing Tang Yu push Ye Feng down, stomp on him a few times, and then run off, Mingxin walked over as well, though she did not reach out a hand to pull him up.

Pei Yueyue looked at Gu Lian in surprise and found Jiang Mei's gaze fixed intently upon her, sharp and vigilant for fear that she might notice something and ruin Gu Lian's grand plan. Turning her gaze back out the window, she pretended to be completely indifferent.

"Strictly speaking, of course stars and managers engage in mutual utilization, but the bond is much closer." Back then, Gu Lian had been full of enthusiasm, wholeheartedly plotting a future she could pin on Tian Jiao, without entertaining any other thoughts.

Tonight's moonlight seemed exceptionally bright, casting a silvery glow over Liu Guangshi's mansion garden. At this moment, Zhao Fuxin and Liu Guangshi were chatting leisurely in the pavilion.

"Feng Batian is a person of extreme caution. I cannot answer this question. Therefore, I once thought I had escaped this time, but in the end, it still came to this." Whether out of disappointment or despair, Green spoke with a heavy heart.

Xiahou Ce gave a faint glance without a word, lifting his foot to walk over. Before he even reached the spot, someone had already hurried forward to greet him.

She occasionally thought that the dignified master of the Blazing Fire Sect might not be as people described; perhaps he was a truly kind person, merely misunderstood by others through groundless gossip, which had given him such a bad reputation.

Li Si instantly knitted his brows, his eyes carrying an icy chill. At this moment, he was beyond furious—this elderly man clearly still had a chance of being saved, yet these fellows had directly declared him hopeless?

Initially, his mother's final letter to his father mentioned that she was going to live in an unfamiliar city. Therefore, for all these years, his father had constantly sent people to search in other places, completely overlooking the very city he was in.

"A-Nuo is so amazing!" Sally beamed with joy, praising A-Nuo while taking his chubby little hand to clean off the stray weeds clinging to it.

Shen Yuan had been frightened out of his wits at first, watching helplessly as his father, Shen Li, was dragged away. Having no idea where those men were taking his father, and after waiting a long time without seeing him return, he followed the road all the way to the gates of the Blazing Fire Sect's grand hall.

The first person in the left-hand row flashed a hint of confusion beneath his black veil and quietly replied.

The system notifications flashed incessantly, making it impossible to see what was actually being displayed until they reached the bottom like a scrolling bar.

Mother Fang and Fang Xiang'er felt a twinge of reluctance, but seeing Father Fang speak thus, they held back their tears and smiled to indicate it was of no consequence.

Such a colossal project cost a hefty sum, and further construction was still underway, which clearly demonstrated a pragmatic approach of sustaining projects through business operations.

Some people were single-mindedly sweeping through Shadow City to slay the Demon God Cultists, while others harbored malicious intentions and harbored crooked thoughts, much like the trials in the Valley of Death.

Thus, in April of the year SC0105, which was the fifth month after the completion of the "Pirate" fleet, the first hard-fought battle broke out in the buffer zone between the Earth Federation and the New European Union in the New Africa star system.

"That child has also studied dance for six years, with a very solid foundation in basics. She's a good seedling and might make something of herself in the future," Chang Li explained to Wang Tong.

Hearing Bai Yu's voice, Jiang Fenghu instinctively rolled to the left, narrowly dodging the rabbit-bee's first strike. Seeing that Jiang Fenghu had evaded its attack, the rabbit-bee flew into a rage, abandoned its food, and lunged at Jiang Fenghu once more.

With a mental transmission sent out, the old turtle remained crouched and utterly motionless, as if it had heard nothing at all.

"Do you really think it had to be done this way?" After following you for so many years, is there ever any uncertainty in the decisions you make?

Wu Fan approached the Method of Forgetfulness with a critical mindset, absorbing and digesting only its absolute essence.

"Are your brains fried? Why make a move now, at least wait until Wudi goes under!" shouted the player below.

Aside from harvesting a White Eagle egg, six stalks of millennium withered grass, and three millennium withered branches, Miao Renfeng felt his greatest gain was the enhancement of his aptitude. Through those few agonizing trials, his tendons, meridians, and nervous system had all reached 300, meaning increases in attack, defense, internal energy, agility, and movement speed.

Amidst the pattering rain, the dilapidated state of Taoist temple caused the roof to leak, letting a significant amount of rainwater trickle down into the room.

"Yes, I do." Like a solemn vow, Jing Xiang poured absolute affirmation into those words, and even the carefree Yaoyao wore a face full of complete bliss.

Afterwards, everyone invited me to take a seat. Midway through, I glanced at Li Xiangyang, and after our eyes met, he lowered his head, looking quite unnatural.

As for Prince An, he doted on his younger brother immensely, granting him the scenic paradise of Hangzhou as the fiefdom of Prince Jin so he could enjoy glory and wealth in that earthly haven.

He Lang lay prone on the old woman's back, peering ahead incessantly. He noticed the cave ceiling was gradually rising; originally just over two meters high, after the time it took to burn an incense stick, it had reached a height of four meters.

"This official does not believe the flood discharge was a mistake. Why should I apologize?" Feng Che still stubbornly refused.