Chapter 55

Logically speaking, the enemy should not have been susceptible to attacks. Why did they suddenly lose that godlike speed of theirs?

The first scenario is that an elderly person feels their time is near and comes to the coffin shop in advance to prepare a coffin for themselves; such individuals usually carry an aura of death about them.

"Making such a huge fuss over a wedding, as if nobody else has ever been able to get a wife," Mrs. An complained directly about Ling Siyan.

Xiong Luning immediately replied that of course they could, noting that the hardest things to get hold of right now were goods. If there were any available, he would acquire them at a high price, ranging from three hundred to five hundred, depending, of course, on the brand and quality of the machines.

"Old Liu, did something happen to one of your relatives? Would you mind sharing?" Zhou An casually probed.

The young man, whose face had been covered by a bath towel, slowly pulled it down to reveal a pair of mustaches neatly trimmed like eyebrows.

Yan Sifu shook off his flab, and the fat on his belly transformed into a barrier at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The author could already envision tomorrow—a fresh new chapter waiting for them to wake up and start typing.

During his competition with Jiang Ping, leveraging his position as Executive Vice Mayor, he successfully won the trust of the then-mayor Xiao Chenggong, gained the upper hand, and ultimately made the metaphorical leap through the dragon's gate to become the mayor himself.

Hu Tiehua laughed awkwardly. Li Chaofeng bringing up their wager right at the start somehow brought the two of them much closer.

Old Fan and the two others were startled when they came from the bottom cabin to the bow deck. The area between the U-shaped sofa and the sunbed at the bow was piled high with all kinds of fish, the most exaggerated being a meter-and-a-half-long giant fish.

Ye Xin's current state was somewhat different from being unconscious. His consciousness was clear, and he even felt as though he were wide awake, except that he couldn't open his eyes or control his body. This situation left him feeling utterly helpless, and he had no idea how long it would last.

The hunting knife was left for Shen Yiyang to use, while Cheng Xi, Old Fan, and Yu Qingming all had their weapons replaced with stabbing spears. Their previous large machetes and copper clubs were phased out. Li Xun still carried his stab-fin assault knife, but his primary weapon for the day was a sniper rifle.

Su Yang reached out and delivered a fierce chop, causing the cropped-hair man to instantly release Shen Jiajia's hand, feeling as though his wrist was about to snap.

The moment Su Yang made his move, Zhang Tianhe realized that this man's strength far exceeded his imagination. Especially his physical body, which could actually withstand a direct strike from Shilon's Eagle Claw Kung Fu—a clear sign that he had cultivated muscles and bones of steel.

Amidst a sudden roar, the mist transformed into a vortex, continuously surging toward a remarkably upright willow tree.

Yet Ye Xin was not confident he could kill Hamur; if the man were to escape and be driven to desperation by backing him into a corner, exposing Earth's coordinates to the public, it would spell endless trouble.

Bai Bing, noticing Xu Rupeng's somewhat troubled expression, quietly sent him a text message on her phone.

Especially Date Wataru, who, apart from being tall and robust, otherwise seemed utterly unremarkable.

Lost in thought, Reye began laboring to rub his fingers against the faint, pale-fluorescent, antique-cyan ring.

Under a collapsing nest, no egg remains intact. Everything was ignited by Mi Ya's flames, and the black cube Su Chen had summoned moments earlier was naturally no exception. The cube appeared to be made of ordinary material and stood no chance against the extreme temperature; in a mere instant, it was reduced to ashes, leaving behind not a trace.

Though I told myself I was going back to the tent to sleep, how could I possibly fall asleep? I tossed and turned, my mind chaotic, filled entirely with the heart-pounding, brazenly shameless moments of that night.

I looked at him with a startled and innocent expression, while he wore the triumphant smirk of someone who had caught another in the act, the corners of his eyes and brows overflowing with amorous warmth, practically rippling with mischievous charm.

I finally witnessed it! It turns out that martial arts masters who conceal their true prowess really do exist in this world. In mere seconds—before I could even figure out how that Liu Jian had done it—Chen Chen was shoved alive into the car and buckled tightly into his seatbelt.

Although He Chuli still had one chance at resurrection, what about the next time? When the Zhongzhou Team once again faced a crisis down the road, would he be able to bear the responsibility of protecting everyone? Zhang程 fell into confusion, for he had already tried his utmost, yet in this Samsara world, mere effort seemed far from enough.

"Zhang Cheng... help me kill him..." Lieutenant Hunter whispered as thin as a thread, lacking even the strength for anger, yet his pale face still retained a trace of unyielding persistence.

That was Xiyuan; this super-entity still had its unique strengths, always preferring to lurk in the rear during battles. Though its forces had been diminished this time, the overall feeling remained much the same.

Although He Chuli had not participated in the battle, she had been standing right behind Zhang Cheng throughout, naturally understanding that he was consulting her.

At this moment, the two of them chatted and laughed as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other in years. The other cultivators looked on coldly, neither interrupting nor intervening, as though the matter had nothing to do with them at all.

Therefore, internally, Grand Preceptor Dong simply assumed Di Aoniao was using an alternative title to address him, while externally, it was perceived that a grand figure on par with a Central Plains chancellor had arrived in Eastern Xia.

He actually turned around, giving up his escape. His two eyes emitted a terrifying, eerie light, and his body suddenly swelled by a fraction, as if something inside was expanding and breaking through.

"Then let's continue." Having gained the upper hand, Yu Yang naturally sought further advancement. Disregarding Zonghai's numb expression, he grabbed a sword and shoved it straight into his body. After letting out a burp of satisfaction, he still felt unsatisfied and successively swallowed a few more long swords.

"A reward dungeon? What's that?" He Xiaomo looked at Yang Cheng in bewilderment, expecting him to provide an explanation.

However, once the five of them reunited, Pao Dayou immediately seized back the initiative. Ma Wan and Liang Xing were killed in battle, and the enemy was repulsed. Pao Dayou then organized a wave of troops to launch a counteroffensive while the momentum was on their side, recapturing the first battalion and even taking the enemy's first battalion.