Chapter 62 Living a Happy Life of Your Own is What Matters Most

For a moment, Sun Yang found himself truly unable to find any words of rebuttal.

"Alright, it's settled then," Li Chuxi delivered the final verdict, and then spoke up, "Director, we're tired too and want to get some rest. You should hurry back! Besides, the other two groups haven't arrived yet!"

Sun Yang stared fixedly at Li Chuxi, an expression on his face that clearly said: I don't believe you're being this kind-hearted.

However, it was clear that Li Chuxi had no intention of coddling him.

Since no one had entrusted him with the realization of a wish, how then had his consciousness and soul traversed through time and space?

Military power must never fall into the hands of others, especially now when the power he needed to reclaim was that of the Imperial Guard, which concerned his very life and death.

Lu Shaoyu softened his movements, got up and went downstairs, where he saw the newspapers and the news. Shen Ruomei's actions like this meant she did not want to leave Gu Jinhuan any path to survival.

For veteran athletes with relatively rich competitive experience, which event to participate in naturally did not require others to choose for it.

The executioner butcher walked step by step toward Luo Chong, every step he took leaving a deep footprint in the ground.

Being illuminated by the red lanterns each of them held in the dead of night, it had a strong sense of a night parade of a hundred ghosts.

Time thus passed day by day amidst Xu Feng's engrossed and tireless research. Throughout the Spring Festival, aside from attending necessary social occasions to put up appearances, he basically holed up in his own home. Sometimes he would take a bunch of random clutter outside to experiment with and set up formations, disappearing from sight for two or three days at a time.

Xing Haodong cast a meaningful glance at the old mobile phone held in Chu Hemeng's arms, frowned, and immediately instructed He Lu to find a way by any means necessary to stall for time before the public security department personnel arrived. Confusion plagued He Lu's heart as she looked at the dirty clothes on Chu Hemeng's lap—could it be that there was still some miraculous treasure hidden inside capable of turning the tides?

Xiao Wei looked at Gao Xiang's expression and could not help feeling worried, knowing full well that once Gao Xiang became serious, he was terrifying.

From her series of behaviors, it was not difficult to see that she was yearning for that person. Yet, at the thought of impending reunion with that person, her whole heart pounded wildly; she even felt an impulse to just leave right then and there.

Seeing this, Zhang Qingming no longer stood by as a spectator. He leaped into the air, wielding the bronze treasured sword in his hand and executing a move called "The Immortal Points the Way." With a precise thrust of the sword tip, he lunged straight for the burly man's neck.

Upon seeing this, the crowd noticed that Xia Chuan Xiuyue's face did not bear the look of down-and-out despair, but rather extreme composure. Looking at it this way, it was obvious that Xia Chuan Xiuyue had not been violated.

Besides, Qi Shaohua wanted to scrape some profits out of the Mirage Realm; how could he possibly return empty-handed like this?

Lin Yu's expression changed slightly, and only then did he realize he was being used as a shield by Asuna. But was he someone who feared Zhang Heng?

"No." Mentioning this, Xu Cui Cui felt somewhat like crying. Ma Dagui hadn't come back for two or three years, and a year ago, all contact was completely cut off; she hadn't even received a single phone call.

People looked up toward the sky, only to find that for every fraction of an inch the figure in the sky descended, the heavy pressure bearing down on them increased by a fraction.

"So what if it is?" Before the other party could finish speaking, a wisp of flame had already blossomed at Lin Yu's fingertips.

With venomous corpses closing in and catastrophe looming right before them, this old man and young girl still had the leisure to chat about other things—truly a rare pair of lovable oddballs.

"Hanhai, is that Eighth Prince really that generous? Does he always like to give out tips in thousands?" Chen Taiheng asked Bai Hanhai once more. He felt this matter required a re-confirmation.

This was the true Northern Dipper Seven Stars Sword Technique, yet unfortunately, that sword was not an authentic one; it was unable to gather starlight to enhance sword intent, nor could it aid in cultivation. The sword he had now could only summon limited starlight, which had to be used immediately and condensed into a single strike of force.

At the same time, this was also an opportunity for them to gain more exposure. Who knew, maybe some blind person would remember them? Wouldn't that be just wonderful?