Chapter 50
Once, a gang of ruthless bandits tried to hijack him, but despite firing at the car for a long time, they completely failed to take him down.
Thinking of certain things, Zhang Nan grew even more bashful and slunk off to the bathroom. This time, however, it was Yang Guang's turn to lie there feeling thoroughly bored.
Once all the soldiers and various creatures had gone off to rest, Lu Luo gathered the core members of the resistance to discuss recent development matters with them.
The first floor consisted of the living room and kitchen... On the second floor, the first room was Yan's bedroom, next to it was Lu's bedroom, and right beside that was Xi's bedroom.
Ronald's gaze instantly turned cold, and his wooden chopsticks flicked in an instant. The burning chopsticks in his hand deflected the fireball right back, while the chopsticks themselves remained completely unharmed.
Ronald could clearly hear that they were excited—with a frenzied and somewhat paranoid excitement.
However, all of this is relative; when the Dark Legion truly confronts the state apparatus, they are no different from pathetic wretches.
The two of them possessed formidable strength. While they were well aware of magic crystals, which could aid magicians in their cultivation, hunting magical beasts was something they could technically do, yet they lacked the time. Moreover, the supply would still fall short if they needed to provide for the children's cultivation.
Because she was well aware of their team's strengths and weaknesses, her primary role was to provide crowd control to facilitate the sniper's damage output. If she let this saber-wielding man rush over and kill the sniper, her crowd control would become useless. Therefore, she had to stall Mudo for as long as possible.
He first dug a hole in a thin wall with a dagger, then pulled out a piece of bamboo tube he had picked up along the way, and "loaded" it with chili powder.
Ares did not harbor any expectations for the future. Clutching the Ashbringer to his chest, the Resep crystal emitted a soft white glow—warm and clean. Ares wrapped it in his battle cloak to prevent the light in the dark night from attracting the enemy scouts' attention.
The hand resting on her leg was suddenly enveloped by a large hand. A pair of chopsticks reached out before her, and a piece of food from the chopsticks dropped into her bowl.
At the height of the battle, even the Night Elf reserves in the rear were forced to draw their short blades and join the frontline melee. In the distance, a powerful force was steadily approaching. This phenomenon of accelerating quicksand deeply unsettled the Night Elves. The sunlight grew increasingly dim, as if a disaster were awaiting the coalition forces.
Although An Mo had attended numerous premiere ceremonies, they were all for television dramas; this was her very first time attending a movie premiere.
Xue Yao noticed that the expressions of the two were extremely peculiar, and she even caught a trace of panic on Chen Ting's face.
Zhou Jiao saw right through what her man was plotting in his heart, but the housing reform policy was still a long way off, so she covered her mouth and chuckled quietly at the sight.
Guo Fei accompanied Lanyu back home. Lanyu went inside holding onto a sliver of final hope to search for her older brother, but as she expected, there was no sign of Lan Beichen anywhere, and his phone had already been turned off.
Since she had come, however, it was impossible to let her go so easily; otherwise, who knew when the next time they met would be.
The trolls of the Darkspear tribe had long since smeared poison onto their hunting spears and arrowheads, simply waiting for this moment to arrive.
Zhang Guozheng's appearance in military uniform caused everyone in the courtyard to pause for a moment, especially the children, who stared at him with stars in their eyes, filled with deep admiration.
Looking at the smiling Chu Ziqing, the avatar of Emperor Dongchen suddenly found him terrifying, sending chills down his spine.
Yet at the same time, the vision of both went black almost simultaneously. When they opened their eyes again, they had arrived in another world.
This battle held profound significance for all living beings and factions except for the innate heavenly beings, and for Hanzhen, it carried a special additional meaning as well.
Yet what could be done about it? For one, he truly had not expected that anyone would dare to attempt an assassination right before his eyes.
However, since Cao Cao had already made his decision, Xun You found it inconvenient to say anything further and could only follow Cao Cao's will.
If Ye Xunhuan or that prophet had overheard these words, they undoubtedly would have been utterly shocked.
For such a massive corpse to suddenly vanish—anyone who wasn't blind would know that someone had stolen it. Those people were the thieves who stole the corpse.
Formless in its gathering and scattering, all things in heaven and earth were him, yet not him. This essence had reached a depth beyond his comprehension.
As Zhang Haotian and Yaoji finished discussing the arts of alchemy, the grand ceremony of succession officially entered its countdown phase.
Jiuer blinked her innocent clear eyes, squatting on the ground as she played with a peony flower on her head that was twice the size of her own body.
Thinking of the delicate Du Yunluo, who had reportedly wept bitterly just yesterday, Madam Shi felt a pang of heartache.
Luo Qi knelt beside Ni Rui and slowly lifted Ni Rui's upper body. The cervical vertebrae had been completely shattered, and Ni Rui's head was only held on by skin and flesh; otherwise, it surely would have rolled off.
She silently stuffed back into the wardrobe the clothes she had pulled all over the floor in her overwhelming excitement.
Sensing the rapidly approaching high heat and the police officers' inability to further increase their speed—especially knowing that the two guarding the checkpoint might not react in time—Rong Zhao flicked his wrist, shifting their interlocked hands to grip the restraint ring on Yan Heng's wrist instead.
Du Yunluo could not figure out Madam Mei's intentions, but since the other party was praising Yan'er, she had no reason to rebuff her, so she smiled and expressed her thanks.
Come to think of it, she was quite gentle, and Bo was also a refined and elegant man—how did they ever produce such a cold, unapproachable son?
This place connected directly to the corridor, yet it was a spot people rarely frequented. The view was open with no obstructions, the height was decent, and there were no windows above, below, or to the sides, completely eliminating any possibility of accidental or intentional eavesdropping.
Nodding in confusion, Xue Shu Mo heard a buzzing current sound in his mind, and faint threads reconnected. However, a knot had formed on the circuit on his side; it could receive everything, but nothing from his own mind's capacity could leak out, thereby creating an obstacle should Hong Lin attempt to probe their thoughts or the like.
Madam Lu's words were very vague and general, and Lady Zhou did not press further, knowing that for Madam Lu to reveal even this much information was already no small feat.