Volume 1, Chapter 37: The Curse of Heavenly Tribulation

Since he had nothing better to do, Shi Quan simply picked up the handheld radio and began calling Galkin, who was also dozing in the passenger seat.

After living with Lin Luo for some time, Liu Ruoyi had become increasingly obedient and quite dependent on him.

Seeing that Qin Shenzhi did not say anything after hearing her words, Lin Zhiwei became even more unrestrained.

At first, the opposing top laners Li Xin and Han Xin were berated for being unskilled, but once they stopped engaging, they suddenly realized the reality: this was the legendary "other people’s jungler"—the true master of the jungle—that everyone talked about.

The carriage did not stop, proceeding directly to the East City Gate. The guards on duty knelt one after another. Two bodyguards jumped down from the carriage and shoved aside the captain of the city guards, who had stepped forward to pay his respects to the Prince, before escorting Prince Nan, Zhu Gui, up to the city walls.

She did not tell Qin Shenzhi about those matters because she feared that if others found out later, and it turned out she had run to Qin Shenzhi to have him back her up over such a trivial issue, people like Yu Jie would only laugh at her for relying solely on men.

Ji Hongtian sat in his chair and cleared his throat, regaining his usual gentle, jade-like demeanor.

Nowadays, few people can play Diaochan well; she has been nerfed by Tiantian so badly that she is smoother than a potato. A pure magic build makes her easy to kill, while a hybrid build lacks sufficient damage.

The whole thing started because Yu Xuan was worried about having no matches to play. Since the WIN team’s reputation was tied to the players' looks, he asked his unreliable cousin to help him find a solution.

But he did not take action yet; he was still frantically devouring the Pan family members he had pulled over, as well as those captured by the Pan family to serve as blood banks.

When everything settled down, Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes, and a few more snake monster cores appeared in his hand.

Therefore, he could not agree. Whether for his own sake or for the sake of the Shen family, he could not agree to Su Yünqi’s proposal, because what difference would such a marriage have from the ten-billion deal with Liu Fei?

Due to the impact of Huo Tingchen’s gunshot, although the bullet in Qin Ruoqian’s gun fired, it deviated significantly and struck Ou Jue’s back knee instead.

I am letting you off lightly this time only because I do not care to lower myself to your level. Otherwise, I could have broken your limbs directly. We are already outside the country; if I threw you somewhere in Mongolia or Russia, believe me, that is an outcome you would not want to see.

Though it was also a Second-Tier martial art, in the hands of Jin Yuan, it took on an entirely different aura. Dazzling golden light shone, as if an invincible Vajra had descended, majestic and awe-inspiring.

But at this moment, a crisp sound of hoofbeats suddenly rang out, and at the edge of the starry sky, a white speck of light grew rapidly.

He could not help but smile bitterly at his own wild thoughts, and just as the smile appeared on his face, the Red Dragon suddenly roared.

Across the arena, many people still had herbs laid out before their pill furnaces, and the sound of furnaces exploding continued. From time to time, a loud boom would echo, and people would withdraw from the competition one after another. Zhang Yunfan, however, had come from behind, completing the refining task in the shortest time, and now only needed to temper the pills.

Fine, let’s assume beauty can be considered a weapon, but what is the meaning of including countless eighty-year-old grandmothers who look extremely ugly?

Fang Yun opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. A sense of fatigue showed on his face, and he muttered to himself.

Generally speaking, having just a knife is not enough to turn the tide. If a skinny youth with a knife lacks skill, a big man will still find an opening and kill him in one blow.

"Lord Feng, an envoy from Runilia is requesting an audience with you," Thornton reported with a strange expression.

Rossi, standing by, glanced at Ouyang Mingyang beside her. What on earth was this old fellow saying? That’s right, she couldn’t understand a word of it, so she didn’t know what Ouyang Mingyang had just said.

With an expression of disbelief, the intruder yelled angrily toward the sky. Although there was no sound in the animation Chen Yi and the others were watching, the intense fluctuation of supernatural power swept over everyone present like a physical shockwave.

Yu Mofei was taken aback and stared coldly at Feng Li, as if trying to see through him. What was this hateful man thinking? Knowing she wanted to kill him, he still cared for her so much. Could it be only because she resembled the wife he spoke of?

Even if all the gods and demons of the heavens were to fall, heaven and earth would remain, and time would continue to flow.

Gu Mohuai’s words brought a glimmer of comfort to Feng Li. Just as Gu Mohuai said, although there was still no news of his master, the elder ranking tablet remained intact, which at least indicated that Ji Wuyai was still alive. As long as there is life, there is hope, isn't there?

Other players usually rely on this stuff to barely recover some health when they are not in combat.

However, although the alcohol content was not high, drinking too much still went to one's head. The banquet lasted until the first watch of the night, and after drinking more than thirty bowls of wine, Shang Yi felt his steps becoming unsteady. He was still better off than the others at his table, who were already swaying and had to be helped home by their servants.

"Mo'er, I heard you didn't have dinner?" Feng Xiye dragged his exhausted body to the Yimo Residence. He had fallen behind on a lot of government affairs over the past two days and had been rushing to handle them, leaving him swamped.