Chapter 62: Is Yunxi Alive Again?

When Qiao Yufei kissed him, the look she gave Ning Hao was exceptionally shy and tender. Her snow-white, long, slender legs almost made Ning Hao's eyes pop, causing his gaze to drift slightly upward.

Stepping out of Li Yong's house, Xiao Wei felt a heavy weight in his heart, wandering aimlessly down the street. The weather was somewhat cold, with snowflakes drifting lazily through the air. The road was desolate and quiet, save for the brightly shining streetlights and the red lanterns hanging all over the trees, which served as the only reminders of the approaching Lunar New Year.

"Deputy Commander! Deputy Commander! It's bad, a fight has broken out, a fight has broken out..." A member of the Thousand-Bull Guard hurried up the ramparts, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead, shouting with an anxious expression.

Just before entering the interrogation room, Meng Mei requested whether Xiao Wei could be present during the proceedings.

He was not afraid of close-quarters combat, but tangling at close range with a freak like Ye Zheng was clearly not a wise decision. Keeping some distance was the better option.

After all, the sheer lethality of Lan Motian's opening strike was truly terrifying. Up to this day, across countless battles, those who could survive that initial wave could be counted on one's fingers.

Being an antique dealer, he frequently traveled through rural areas. He had stumbled upon this object by chance, acquiring it from an elderly uncle for just a few hundred yuan. Drawing on his years of experience, he knew he was about to make a fortune. Excitedly, he had returned to the city to discreetly seek out buyers.

Ning Hao replied, then cleared his mind and focused inward, gradually settling his thoughts deep within as he drove the sacred manual inside his body to cultivate.

Ning Hao clenched his fists, his joints popping with crisp, loud cracks like roasting beans, and looked at Luo Gang with an utterly harmless expression.

As it turned out, that disciple was none other than Zeng Junxiong, the very person who had beaten up Qin Di a few days prior over the contending of the Coiled Dragon Grass. Instead of getting angry, Qin Di laughed and said, "I was wondering who it was, if not Senior Brother Zeng." With that, his right hand shot out abruptly to snatch the manual of boxing techniques.

This meant that Xia Minglei, much like herself, never intended for anything long-term; they merely wanted to use the pretext of love to play around before entering a marriage of alliance.

"Ouch, what on earth is this? Nearly broke these old bones of mine," Old Master Luo muttered, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Upon seeing so much uncoordinated, writhing flesh, the two of them felt an inexplicable sensation as if their entire bodies were beginning to melt into meat.

As a result, this shrew had slaughtered and cooked the swamp eels early in the morning, throwing a tantrum and demanding meat; when denied, she beat him.

Standing erect before them was a figure identical to the Spider Immortal, with the slight difference that these Spider Immortals all had their eyes closed, their faces etched with some sort of metallic patterns.

"I use a bridal sedan chair to welcome my bride, and a coffin to hold the living. If the Cao family agrees to the alliance, I shall naturally use the sedan chair; if they refuse, they shall lie inside the coffins," Shangguan Hong said with a cold, indifferent expression.

Or perhaps, was it that their power was simply too overwhelming, surpassing the ultimate limits that the current universe could bear?

Although he had long since merged with Grimdo, they were still capable of independent combat when the situation required it.

The horse had been issued by the Department of Security and was originally Liu Changnian's mount. Hearing that Song Yang's horse had been sacrificed after being hacked to death by Li Chengfeng alongside the former chief constable, Liu Changnian had gifted his own horse to Song Yang.

However, because their relationship was decent, Wen Xi was willing to offer a subtle hint. As for whether they chose to pick up their textbooks or not, she would not interfere; after all, she had done her part by reminding them.

The range of her spiritual perception was merely a few hundred meters. At such a short distance, once discovered by Beichen Zhumu, he could appear before her in the blink of an eye.

A constant wave of stinging pain pulsed through her sea of consciousness. Her brain at that moment felt as though it had been clamped between two heavy iron doors—a sensation of indescribable discomfort.

Walking along the school pathway, Qin Xuan had unwittingly transformed into a hatred magnet, drawing the envy, jealousy, and malice of numerous male students.

Xu Chengfeng hurried back. He knew that although his feelings toward Liu Cai'er were complicated, he had no choice but to marry her come hell or high water. Only by doing so could he secure greater resources and even higher authority.

The array that had previously been marked with a circle suddenly began to collapse piece by piece from the eastern side.

"Linglong is deeply grateful to the Young Master. However, I have heard that alchemy cannot be completed in a short span of time. Will the Young Master truly not attend the Five Sects Grand Tournament mentioned by your Senior Sister?" Lu Linglong asked with a delighted expression, followed by a hint of gentle concern.

Only then did Chen Guang finally understand. Seeing the two sides reform their battle formations, it was evident that another storm of blood and slaughter was imminent.

"However, there is one thing I still haven't figured out. How can Fang Chen keep his composure like this? These walnuts could have been picked and sold for money half a month ago, yet Fang Chen acted as though he didn't care at all, only showing his face now," Pu Chengli said with a puzzled expression.

Apart from exhaustion, there was also lingering hunger, having been unable to properly eat a single meal during the trip. Lately, they had barely been living like human beings.

Their losses this time were probably enough to make them vomit blood with rage. Thinking along these lines, they could not help but feel a boundless sense of sympathy for those people.

Xiao Wen took quite a while to retract his gaze, giving his head a fierce shake. He then looked blankly toward the arch-shaped colorful halo behind the Buddha of Mahakasyapa. In truth, he had already sensed that the ten disks of light forming a large circle behind Xun Yu and that arch-shaped colorful halo were likely entities of the exact same nature.

Fortunately, fortune still favored Arsenal. In the moments that followed, Manchester City's attacks failed to bear fruit. Szczesny was in fine form that day, repeatedly making spectacular saves to thwart Manchester City's fierce onslaught. From time to time, they even managed to find counter-attacking opportunities to threaten Manchester City's goal.

They had fled just like that? How could you possibly run away? We originally intended to use battlecruisers to lure you off, yet now you've been driven away by a few anti-air cruisers and destroyers... How are we supposed to fight the battles ahead?

Ake now understood that this shooting acceleration was essentially burning out the actors' bodies, while the actors themselves wouldn't even dare to complain to the union—though they were certainly cursing him in their hearts.

Real Madrid's strength was formidable, beyond a shadow of a doubt. Jin Yuan had faced Real Madrid as an opponent more than once or twice in the past, and he had always harbored this impression. Now, after all these years at Real Madrid, Mourinho's tactical philosophy had deeply embedded itself into the club, making them even more terrifying.

Under such circumstances, she had no choice but to take a desperate gamble. The more she felt the items would not sell, the more confident she was that she would find a buyer.

Lu Yun pondered for a moment. Having just passed the imperial examinations to become a jinshi, he never expected to be confronted with such a monumental dilemma. He fell into a prolonged silence, his expression fraught with difficulty.

"This movie is fantastic, truly. I didn't tell you earlier, but I love it so much," Liv's voice over the phone was soft and gentle.

"I just got back a little while ago. The media in Chicago is no different from the ones in New York and Los Angeles—just as 'enthusiastic'," Ake said with a smile.