Chapter 59: This Is Blind Favoritism; You Truly Don't Deserve to Be Called a Man

"It's me."
"My foot seems to be hurt."
"Let me see." He squatted down and saw that the wound on the ankle was still bleeding. It should have been scratched by gravel, and the cut was not very large.
"Don't be afraid, I will carry you back and take you to the hospital." He squatted down, carefully lifting Luo Yunmian onto his back, speaking as he walked.
"Sister Mianmian, don't fall asleep yet, talk to me."
Luo Yunmian's entire body was draped over her.
Out of protection, and also out of these people's voluntary choice, outsiders had no idea of their existence at all.
Di Ling glanced at Lin Ruohuo, suddenly feeling a strange ache, an ache he had never experienced before.
It managed to hold its ground, remaining honestly in a fixed spot, its mouth wide open, clearly frightened just as much.
The poor Crab King didn't even have time to let out a series of screams before it was blown to smithereens. Seeing the desired outcome, "Fafa" coolly licked its lips.
"By order of Lord Ashina, I am here to present two fine heavenly steed horses to Lord Lin. Please inspect them, my lord," the Tujue man said, bowing deeply.

Lin Wanrong maintained a solemn expression, took the torch to ignite the fuse, and with a loud boom, a splash of water rose across the lake surface.
These high school students from Qingcheng County were probably visiting Wanhu City with their teacher and slipped out to buy manga during their free time.
Seeing something was amiss, Bai Junyi hurriedly stopped as well. Meanwhile, Qiao Xiaodie, who had just intended to flip down from the roof, also hastily halted.
As soon as I stepped through the front door, without even welcoming someone as adorable as me, these old men dragged me right here. Ah, how miserable.
It had been a long time since I practiced skills, and it truly brought a sense of novelty. The ancient mage was also continuously and enthusiastically casting flames. Given his magical power, once a fire was set, it would take a long time to extinguish. It seemed he had improved again during this period; sure enough, checking his level showed it was now seventy-seven, he really was working hard.
If they were going to target someone, shouldn't they target his identity as the author of Time and Tide? He doesn't even move in the music circles, this is simply inexplicable.
However, up to now, there has been no information whatsoever regarding that homeless man. He seemed to have vanished into thin air, with no trace of him alive and no corpse found.
"Cang Yu, your golden body is already broken! How can you still suppress the likes of us?" Ye Kongming questioned, his tone much harsher.
He could neither pilot the Iron Man armor against enemies himself nor run rampant across the battlefield.
Within the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, all the mighty energy within the Primordial Demon Crystal was exhausted, leaving it devoid of spiritual light and as dull as an ordinary rock.
This secret game of solo coordination with the Xiliu Army's surprise raid had quietly unfolded the moment Shen Tianxian stepped foot onto Fengling Ferry.

However, the instant his palms collided with Ye Xiu's, Elder Chu's expression changed once again.
In the capital city, Number One wore an aging face and coughed violently. Beside him, several healing ability users attended to him, accompanied by doctors and various medical instruments. With a cough of blood, Number One fainted.
However, Ye Xiu did not end the battle immediately. Instead, he intentionally restrained his strength somewhat, slowly entangling with Dragon Nine while absorbing every single detail of the combat, continuously gaining insight into fighting techniques while also carefully observing Dragon Nine's grappling skills.
No sooner said than done, Jiang Cheng plunged headfirst into the laboratory, leaving strict orders that no one was permitted to enter without his command.
She groped her way forward step by step, shouting loudly, but received no response. Even though she was a formidable mafia matriarch with extraordinary courage, she could not help feeling a creeping dread and growing fear.
Seeing the direction he was heading, the person standing in place experienced a tumult of thoughts, hesitating for a moment before finally lifting their feet to follow.
The elderly man in the linen tunic looked at Su Chen with a mixture of doubt and shock as he asked his question, for a martial artist's primary concern always remained the Dao of martial arts.
On one hand, it was because of the Demon-Suppressing Bow; on the other hand, it was Xixuan Qiuxia's pure Xixuan bloodline, which served as a hidden danger to him.