Chapter 31

They nodded, and the four of them summoned their respective swords, taking flight into the high sky. After adjusting their positions to the most optimal vantage point, they began to survey the four cardinal directions.

Sun Yang was never going to let Qin Chuan’s brash words slide. Sun Yang had already taken a hard fall long ago, and being forced out of the United States was yet another tumble.

Ji Meng hopped down from the bar stool and strolled leisurely toward the door. She poked half of her head through the crack in the doorway and peered left and right.

Chen Qiuyu glared at him, as if she could tear Qin Chuan to shreds. She truly never imagined there could be such a shameless person in this world—scamming his own kin, and an elderly retiree who was currently ill at that. Considering Old Chen’s health, Chen Qiuyu refrained from engaging in a direct confrontation with Qin Chuan.

"I don't know her well, but for any mother, the one thing that can soothe her anger is naturally her beloved son." He Qizheng tilted his chin toward Duan Yu, who was standing there in a daze.

It seemed the Feng family was about to meet with misfortune. Chu Ruoxi understood the man sitting beside her all too well; though he appeared cold and indifferent, he was, in reality, decisive and ruthless.

Seemingly reminded of something, the Toad Rabbit calmed down, watching his opponent with poise and a light chuckle.

His question left everyone stunned. Besides trash, there were no other tools to be found in their surroundings.

"Academician Li, why are you doing this? If we don't open fire, whatever is inside Mo Fan will definitely go berserk, and sooner or later, it will swallow all of Mo Fan's consciousness," said Madman Su.

It didn't matter. The handmade gifts the three of them—Chen Yong and his companions—had received piled up to half a wagon, yet the three of them couldn't bear to discard a single one.

Liao Xi followed Ouyezi and the others to the dock. Looking over, he saw a massive ship. Upon closer inspection, it was actually two or three times larger than the largest tower ships of the current era, and Liao Xi couldn't help but gasp in secret.

Although Chu Qinghan had not mastered the Heavenly Web Umbrella, he had seen illustrations of its use in the Nameless Secret Tome, so he recognized it at a glance.

Indeed, he always forgot that Yu Yuyu was not a pure human, but a contract beast belonging to his master; if the master died, the contract beast would naturally perish as well.

It was as if the heavens heard her complaints, and an even larger bolt of lightning struck straight toward her. She threw out a magical artifact to defend herself and dashed outward, landing on the ice.

The screams shattered the joy in everyone’s hearts. Faced with the situation where a comedy had instantly turned into a tragedy, the remaining hundred or so people all expressed that they could not remain calm.

Gousheng released Yang Xu and sent out a soul fragment. Yilian immediately entered his body, picked up the remaining two flags, and began to perform her ritual.

Therefore, his silence during that period was also based on such considerations—to minimize further stimulation and allow himself to persevere. In the end, hard work paid off; before his body could take no more, the opportunity arrived.

"So, Sister Apiao is your savior!" Third Master Yuan’s eyes darted around twice. He thought to himself, if Sister Apiao is its savior, and I am Sister Apiao's savior, wouldn't that make me its savior too?

After China and Russia resumed diplomatic relations, the greatest benefit Russia gained was the effective control of the anarchy in the Far East. Soviet Russia established a Far East office in Harbin and, with the assistance of the Chinese government, organized guerrilla forces to resist the foreign interventionist troops in the Far East.

Not long after the red-haired man finished speaking, he returned to the place where Tang Qi and the others had set up their tents. Not only that, he brought back seventeen or eighteen fish from the mountain stream, intending for Tang Qi to make him the Nine-Flavor Fragrant Fish.

This was Kante, one of the three great apostles beside Nikolai, a powerhouse ranked within the top five of the entire Brazilian dark power structure.

Especially in Japan, a country that had been permeated by the video game industry for several years, there was an abundance of players.

When Princess Yuzhen mentioned it, everyone remembered Ye Zhong’s efforts in treating the persistent ailments of the Imperial Concubine, the old imperial physician, and the Emperor.

Over the course of the films released in the past six months, the formidable strength of the Miracle Company had brought a certain level of confidence to domestic cinemas. Led by Miracle's distribution, large screens began to be built all over the country.

Luo Yonglin lay on the ground, coughing twice and spitting out a mouthful of blood, along with two teeth. His entire face swelled up rapidly, resembling a giant pig's head.

Simple and easy to understand. Mu Mengqi opened the back cover and installed the button battery. She marveled again; the installation of button batteries had always been a difficult problem to solve, and she had not expected Li Fangcheng to use a side-insertion method.

"…Can you give me the bottom line? How is the screenwriter for this show?" Lin Ai asked nervously. For some reason, a sense of unease welled up in her heart again.

The concept of the Heavenly Extreme Universe was something he had only learned after performing soul-searching on the Black Flame Ancestor. But perhaps that Heavenly Radiance Star wasn't a significant place; in the Black Flame Ancestor's memory, the concept was not very clear.

Nie Rou had once only known that the gap between her and Ling Hao was growing ever wider, but this was the first time she truly understood, from a brand-new perspective, that there had been an insurmountable chasm between them from the very beginning until now.

Her lips were always soft and sweet, just like her, and just like her songs, capable of melting an iron-willed man into a puddle of water from the inside out.

Zhang Fang walked out of the underground palace, holding a torch with his attendants, and climbed the stairs inside the palace walls. Reaching the highest point of the Royal Court, he leaned against the railing, gazing out and overlooking the entire city.

From this angle, Li Yunlin really understood her quite well; she hadn't been deceived by her silly, cute act.

She hadn't even finished the meat by her mouth, yet she was always reaching out for more... Han Enjing curled her lips. What a reckless gangster.