Chapter 62: I'm Injured, Don't Push Your Luck

"I'm old and useless now. The water is right there, pour it yourself," the old grandmother said as she sat down.

The spiral continued to expand outward, enveloping a large number of the Fear-Crow tribe and the Thunder-Tiger tribe. The Blood Pheasant and the Azure-Plumage Ghost Fledgling sensed that something was amiss and quickly withdrew in time to avoid being sucked in. However, Tyrant Thunder, charging too aggressively along with his four great generals, accidentally fell right into it.

"Little brother... no matter what mistakes Xue'er and I have made, you will forgive us, won't you?" Xueyan looked into Feng Lin's face with reddened eyes.

"Alright. See you in a few hours." Ghost Butterfly walked away without looking back, her indifference as cold as ice, her aloofness as distant as a stranger.

Right now, Ye Feiyang did not want to forgive her older brother so easily. It seemed her only option was to create an opportunity for the two of them. With a soft heart, perhaps the matter would work out.

It was all because ever since that time, she discovered he loved playing basketball and was the captain of the school basketball team. She often went to watch him. On that particular occasion, as she walked past, she stopped and ended up getting hit by the ball. Seeing him rush over and call her "classmate," she realized he had already forgotten that he had once saved her.

Regarding this, Old Fu naturally had his own considerations. He turned back, shouted into the car, and asked Scarface in the front whether the car had finally started or not.

The man before her was as handsome as a painting, a pair of slender, purplish heterochromatic eyes accentuating his peerless elegance. Clad in a complex, light-black knee-length robe, his skin was made to look as fair as snow.

Hearing this, Old Fu knew that Smith indeed paid little attention to EO's intelligence. Weighing the information he had on hand, a vague idea slowly began to take shape in his mind.

Thinking this, Xu Kuangming didn't even know what kind of mood he should be in. He walked silently to the doorway, too embarrassed to look at the scene inside, turned his head away to pull on the door, wishing only to shut it and leave quietly.

At that very moment, a terrifying immortal might spread across the entire sky.

Su Nian'an turned and ran, but unfortunately, after only a few steps, she was grabbed by the fierce-looking man and thrown in front of the blond punk.

In the blink of an eye, the sixth day of the lunar new year had passed, and people returning from the holiday drifted back to their workplaces with a lazy, post-holiday syndrome.

Jiang Yueqing was practically frightened out of her wits at that moment, yet no matter how anxious she felt, she could only watch helplessly as Du Jinglan walked toward her son step by step with a dagger in hand.

Having slumbered for a decade, this was his third awakening and his third deduction. What he saw was still disaster, and amidst the disaster, a glimmer of flickering, uncertain vitality.

Stepping outside, Chen Fan took out his phone, preparing to make a call to Wu Zimeng and Liu Xiaoyu.

Li Yuntian watched He Yining eating with relish, a smile curving the corners of his lips, his eyes brimming with utter doting affection.

Hearing the soldier's words, Xu Ren and the three pharmacists all turned their gaze toward the white-haired Long Hao.

At this thought, Ye Xuan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Then, a chilling intent flashed within his gaze as he spoke again, directly addressing them.

"Step aside." A voice so cold it made one shiver came from Hu Ao. Ever since he began his cultivation, no one had ever treated him this way, instantly arousing the indomitable pride deep within his heart.

A remarkably warm expression suddenly appeared in Gao Ziyu's eyes. He lifted her chin with his hand, planted a fierce kiss on her lower lip, released her, and got off the bed to head toward the bathroom.

Gao Ziyu lowered his gaze to look at her for a moment, then raised his chin toward the upstairs. Swan nodded, setting her mind at ease.

While the old man showed no particular reaction upon hearing the address, that did not mean the middleman remained indifferent.

As soon as Captain Wang Mengjun finished speaking, to many people's surprise, neither the Gexuan family nor the Ande family sent anyone forward to compete.

"Lei, I just spoke with the Chairman on the phone. He's going to have the Mafia in Italy help investigate who is behind this. The Chairman wants you to rest assured that whether it is money or manpower, the Sumiyoshi-kai will give you our full support," Kazuo Morii walked into the control room and said to Lei with a resolute expression.

He believed that as long as the probability increased just once more, he would be able to make back all the money he had lost. One could say that the present situation was merely a preliminary investment; facing a guaranteed profit-making venture in the future, anyone who chose not to do it would truly be a fool.

With a cold huff from the creature, its spear-like head instantly expanded several times over, and two identical spears materialized in its hands. Lowering its head, it let out a roar toward the assassin's direction, and those three spear-like objects shot toward the target like sharp swords.

To appease the dissatisfaction of the other guests, Sun Haobao walked out holding dozens of spirit stones and distributed them to those patrons.

True enough, under the desperate attacks and thievery of the four thieves, the gold coins and some white-grade equipment on the monster were actually pilfered out. Although these items were not of great use, through the act of stealing, their skill proficiency would gradually increase, would it not?

"Like it?" A pair of arms wrapped around her waist; Ji Wushuang had appeared behind her without her noticing.

"Could it still be some arranged marriage from the cradle?" Yixuan twitching the corners of her mouth as she looked at her mother's crafty expression. She hoped such a cliché drama wouldn't happen to her. Xu Yichen also wore a look of guardedness and warning toward his mother, though it was unclear which aspect he was guarding against.

Among Japanese warriors, people only looked at your strength and never considered your connections. Even if you were a descendant of Orochi, if you lacked ability, you would still be despised just the same.

"What do you mean? I only knew you had amnesia, but I didn't expect you to be so forgetful as well. Right now, my fiancé is confronting those several men of yours, and your brother is among them."

Steve was a fellow overflowing with a sense of justice, frequently coming into conflict with such people, and naturally, he often got beaten up as well.

Chen Xiuyuan's primordial spirit was temporarily fused with his nascent soul, allowing him to clearly perceive the changes in the nascent soul. The various grand formations he had previously imprinted into his golden core were now completely integrated into the meridians of the nascent soul. Although invisible, their power remained, and indeed, it was even greater than before.