Volume 1, Chapter 49: The Overly Enthusiastic Brigade Leader

"Let's observe a little longer." Han Tian was also afraid in his heart, but all along the way, he had found Han Wei and Lin Xue to be exceptionally mysterious. If he could seize this opportunity to become friends with them, it would be of immense benefit to his future development. Han Tian firmly believed that danger and reward were directly proportional, so he was willing to take a gamble.

She also understood that it wasn't because he looked down on her; the reason the two of them never got together stemmed from the fact that they had never sparked any romantic feelings for each other over all these years.

"I lost it at the village card stall, but he probably sold it off already. I still owe him several hundred, and that phone probably won't cover it." As Ruan Dawei spoke, he yawned repeatedly, maintaining his usual sleepy-eyed expression.

Lin Xuanlan glanced at the thick kitchen knife, and under the threat of violence, he obediently shut his mouth.

The abandoned building bore a striking red character for "demolition" painted on its surface. On the topmost floor, the glass in the surrounding windows had long since shattered, leaving behind only jagged shards. As gusts of biting wind blew through, even wearing thick clothes brought an intense, freezing chill.

The carriage, which appeared old and ordinary on the outside, possessed a luxuriously decorated interior. The dark wood emitted a faint, lingering fragrance, immediately revealing itself to be crafted from agarwood.

With her mind and focus entirely concentrated on her toes, Nan Xiang had completely forgotten about the matter. She raised her hand and gently snapped her fingers, producing a tiny flame that illuminated the surroundings, and the subsequent scene left both of them completely stunned.

"Last chance. If you still refuse to talk, I will slice the flesh from your body piece by piece and make you eat it yourself. Tell me, would it be better braised in soy sauce or deep-fried?" The threatening voice sounded once more, remaining as calm as ever, as if discussing something utterly mundane.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind. Han Wei, who was deep in thought, was startled, his heart accelerating and taking a long time to calm down. This time, however, he held tightly onto the white jade ring, preventing any possibility of it dropping.

Although the red-side solo Mi Yue had executed a few impressive solo-kill maneuvers during this match, in the minds of the live audience and the players from various university teams, Paha from the Guangzhou delegation was still stronger in terms of pure ability.

Chu Tian's expression turned frosty as he looked down at the fragments on the ground. These shards emitted a gentle, translucent white glow, and when pieced together, they unexpectedly formed a white jade artifact.

What they were discussing now was, of course, the Earth's strongest superhero team—the Avengers. As for that arrogant "he" mentioned earlier, only Tony Stark could possibly fit the description.

As for the places the three major factions had already searched, Chu Tian did not revisit them, choosing instead to head towards more distant and remote areas.

Unless someone possessed supreme natural talent, the Celestial Masters Sect would not admit them directly as disciples. Otherwise, one had to rely entirely on their own strength to break through the trials before gaining entry.

She first went to the resting room inside the office, checked her appearance in the mirror, and carefully retouched her light makeup.

However, after coming out of Hell's Kitchen, Sean did not go directly to see Trish Walker. From the information Jessica had provided, he already knew what Trish Walker truly wanted.

At this very moment, Hu Feng raised his head to gaze at the summit of Mount Tai, a powerful desire for possession rising deep within his heart.

"That's right. If we were to help your Water Cloud Sect, the people of the world would inevitably ridicule our two major sects. How could we ever do such a thing?" said Master Ge Jian.

A single chassis could mount five ammunition bays. Once an ammunition bay was pushed into its slot, the three indicator lights above would flash sequentially before finally turning solid green.

However, a normal person would rarely come into contact with heavy metals, and many people might not even have seen them before. Moreover, judging from the current situation, this old man should be a reclusive person. How could a reclusive person suffer from heavy metal poisoning... Thinking of this, a trace of strange light flashed in Yang Yang's eyes.

Yet looking at it now, how could these be scattered? They were clearly various scenic spots pressing right up against one another; the only difference was that they used plants as barriers, and the distance between each spot merely meant they couldn't see each other.

The night was so silent that it made sleep impossible. Hui Cai tossed and turned in bed for a long time, her eyes still wide open and darting around. Although Han Zaicheng didn't make as much movement as Hui Cai, his mind was equally clear, and he suffered from insomnia.

They followed Han Zaicheng and Min Xiaoying into a bar. There was no deafening rock music as they had expected, and Hui Cai praised it inwardly—true to expectations, a different class gave off a completely different feel.

On the other side, Yang Fan's four carriages had already reached the front of the Karamay Mountains, and the canyon leading to Arkadal was close at hand. Yang Fan and the others did not continue forward; instead, they alighted from the carriages, preparing to purge the scum of the world.

Yang Yang naturally ignored the discussions of the crowd. At this moment, Mengdi had already stepped off the stage, and Yang Yang had gone over to look after her.

Li Zhi refused to believe such a thing had happened. He crushed another archaeological fragment, but the final result remained exactly the same.

Mu Li had a vague impression of her; her name was Liu Zhen, a newcomer like herself who didn't talk much usually, but always wore a trace of anxiety on her face. Her urgent desire to leave was obvious even to Mu Li, let alone an old fox like Gong Yujie.

The strange gazes of the crowd made Wang Wei wish he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. He now knew that, due to the auntie's carelessness, his plan had been completely exposed to the open air.

Two teardrops still hung on her long eyelashes, trembling on the verge of falling. By the end, she couldn't help but let out a muffled sob, her nose reddened, which inexplicably made Cheng Tinglu want to smile.

Once Lan Xingchen stepped down from his position as the student union's vice president, she herself would probably resign from the student union as well.

After subduing the first crossbow, Ah Han looked back at Wedel's face, instantly piling it back up with false and polite pleasantries.

"Is this... a forging manual?" Looking at the crumpled manual, Zhao Datong felt secretly puzzled inside.

How wonderful it feels to have a bulging wallet; it brings a sense of substance, thousands upon thousands of times more comforting than being filled seamlessly by a man.

"Whether it's hard to test or not, we'll know once we take it, won't we?" Sheng Anhao said. "What, you were just clamoring to compete with our Shensheng, and now you want to back down again?" Although she wasn't entirely clear about Shensheng's true proficiency, being able to speak with such confidence meant her grades probably wouldn't be too bad.