Chapter 44

However, Shen Lang also told her about the other matter: there was no need to panic, but vigilance was required.

Following his grandfather all the way into the village committee courtyard, Han Yi found that Village Chief Baozheng and several elders of his grandfather's and uncle's generations were already sitting in a circle. Seeing Han Yi follow him in, Uncle Baozheng was slightly startled for a moment before letting out a relaxed breath.

Although the latter was usually used to being stared at by people, experiencing such countless devout gazes was a first for her... Huang Lingling's face even blushed with shyness.

At this moment, within Taicang Bei's body, over ninety-nine thousand eight hundred heavenly meteorite stones had already been fused, leaving only the last hundred or so remaining.

Potential is not equal to strength, and in the Blazing Flame Domain, strength is the true factor that decides everything. Take the "Hundred Cities Hegemony," for example—why can it be held with such high efficiency, and why can these participants, who are merely at the soldier rank, be treated with such courtesy by City Lords who have reached the fifth tier of Transcendence?

"From now on, you can call me Big Brother!" This Tianyang left behind by Venerable Tianyang made Lin Yun couldn't help but think of the "younger brothers and sisters" he used to have at the orphanage. He was not good at comforting people; after saying these words in a flat tone, Lin Yun lifted his foot and stepped into the vortex-shaped light gate.

They were simply no match for him now. Before long, under the hunting of the Heavenly Wolf, fewer than three of them remained.

Fighting on his "home turf," coupled with the replenishment of Soul-Devouring Power, the tide slowly turned. The advantage previously held by the blood-colored sphere gradually diminished into a weakness.

In the gloomy and mysterious space, amidst the solemn and majestic ancient tomb, He Heng walked forward step by step, gazing intently at the flight of stairs, and suddenly smiled.

Such a rare opportunity—how could Qin Guan let it go? With his arms straightened, his embrace closed, and his strikes executed with sweeping and hanging motions, he smashed forward like a torrential storm and howling gale.

Looking closely, one could see that this mountain spanned as many as eight hundred miles, its entire expanse covered with persimmon trees. It was precisely the busy farming season of mid-summer, and the persimmon trees were laden with green fruits. The foul stench came from beneath the trees, where a thick layer of persimmons was spoiling and rotting under the sun.

Would Fourth Brother Min come? Back then, he had ignored his advice and stubbornly insisted on seeking military achievements; would he still be angry?

Of course, this was naturally inseparable from Zhang Xiaofeng's use of pretentiousness points to redeem countless spiritual pills and miraculous medicines from the system.

Could it be that this pig-headed saint's strength had grown to such a terrifying degree after transforming into a four-winged bird-man?

Stepping out of the secret realm of the plant spirits, Yan Ming immediately broke into a sprint. The nano-combat suit, which resembled a black leather trench coat, instantly entered combat mode, wrapping around his entire body and multiplying his speed manifold.

The Nine-Headed Worm went out into the world with a mission. The struggle for dominance between Buddhism and Daoism was already very clear, and how could the Bull Demon King be the only faction wishing to reap the benefits as a fisherman? Therefore, ever since he married Princess Wansheng, the Nine-Headed Worm had begun drilling his soldiers, and even after arriving at Clear Ripple Pond, he still dared not slacken.

The others acknowledged the order, understanding well that Leo was speaking the truth. They hurriedly gathered the spoils of war and quickly evacuated.

So-called absolute power, while sounding abstract, essentially meant taking over all the resources of the Jia Mansion. These resources were the right to command and distribute the people, finances, and material possessions of the Jia Mansion.

He recognized that as the voice of Goddess Guanyin. He wanted to call out "Goddess Guanyin" once more; he wanted to share his joy with her, but he could no longer speak a word.

"Dad, I still think we need to take this matter seriously. Xiao Xiao is different from the other members of the Xiao family; he doesn't play by the usual rules. I'm worried about him..." Tao Zhiyuan said with a furrowed brow and a worried expression.

Wang Biao lay on the ground, letting out a cry of pain. Immediately afterward, something visible to the naked eye could be seen writhing beneath his skin, moving up and down as if something was about to burst through his flesh and charge out.

Therefore, as Lin Shan's father, how could he not hold confidence in his own son? Lin Shan's old man likewise divided a portion of his mind to control the medicinal power and hold back the aura of death.

Lian Aotian was in a somewhat bad mood today. Wearing dark sunglasses, his sharp gaze occasionally glanced away from the steering wheel at the diamond watch on his right wrist, when suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of an unremarkable blue BMW speeding up in hot pursuit.

"People like you are no longer fit to lead our Celestial God clan! Throw the few of them into the dungeon!" Old Pan slammed his walking stick onto the ground, and it instantly sank in by a foot without making the slightest sound, as if the hard marble floor were nothing more than a block of tofu.

The Grand Lord leaned his shoulder against the wall, resting his right fist on the windowsill. His loose robe was fluttered by the wind, and a chill pierced into his body. The hustle and bustle outside the window seemed to have nothing to do with him. The crisis was gradually closing in, and he had nowhere left to run—he could only face the danger head-on.

With Chen Ze's ninth-tier strength, coupled with his previous foundation in magic patterns, his understanding of magic pattern arrays was definitely no less than that of a nine-star card maker.

Whether she was truly that hungry or simply acting in response to Sikong Han's words to "eat more," Yu Yun actually ate one more bowl of rice than usual.

"Well, Brother Tang makes a good point. As soon as we hear the battle cries, we'll immediately run out to the perimeter of this main camp. Anyway, we are stationed at the very edge of the camp anyway, so running away should be quite convenient," An Xiuren said.

At night. The cell phone, which had been silent for days, rang at this moment, startling Ye Zitong into sitting straight up instantly. Seeing the name displayed on the screen, she paused slightly. Should she answer it or not?

Even though the target of Lan Lingxu's campaign was not the Wei State, but Eastern Yang, she still did not have absolute confidence in persuading Feng Yihan.

The song ended and the guests dispersed. Meng Fei volunteered to send Zhu Zhu back to her rented apartment. Although Zhu Zhu repeatedly declined, casting hesitant glances at Lin Guozi, seeing that Lin Guozi ignored her, she finally half-heartedly gave in under Meng Fei's insistence.

Yes. The Great Qing Dynasty had plunged into chaos. Kangxi spent all day busy discussing military strategies with his ministers. Even Dowager Xiaozhuang, who was usually as steady as Mount Tai, could no longer sit still. This time, the Great Qing had truly reached a crisis of survival.

Although their combined attack lacked the water dragon blade of the saber-wielding youth, even a half-step sword spirit at perfection would suffer if they took this move head-on. Yet Qin Xian did not show the slightest sign of having suffered heavy injuries.

Feng Yichen's words had once shaken him, but in the end, he still guarded the vow he had made to her.

"For the sake of love, what does it matter if you temporarily sacrifice a bit and gain some weight? Right?" Lei Ming began with a sarcastic remark.

He Lian's colored ribbon was a spiritual artifact, and its grade was by no means low; it was actually a low-grade tier-four spiritual artifact, on par with Huang Weixing's giant hammer spiritual artifact.

"Bear with it. You must bear with it." While forcefully squeezing dark blood out of the wound and finding it swollen and purple, she lowered her head without hesitation and sucked on the wound with her mouth.