Chapter Thirty-Seven: Uncle, Could You Keep This a Secret?
"Birds, stop flying around wildly! You'll hurt yourselves and others!"
Mu You cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone and shouted, hoping the birds would hear her.
"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"
[It hurts! It hurts so much!]
[So painful! So painful!]
Unfortunately, the birds were deeply distressed and continued to flutter about in a frenzy, completely unable to heed Mu You's words. Several of them, because...
Chi Linna and her apprentice Chen Min'er had both prepared themselves in a very short time. However, seeing Chen Min'er's excited state, I couldn't help but wonder if she had ever participated in this kind of real combat. All I saw in her eyes was agitation and excitement; there wasn't a trace of composure or calm.
As for gaining the power of Ultraman Tiga, Zhou Ming had never considered it. Inheriting Tiga's power meant taking on the duty of protecting the Earth, which was a troublesome affair. Moreover, Zhou Ming wasn't sure he could defeat the Dark Gijera; he wasn't Daigo, and he lacked the attribute of immortality.
Even when Ye Feng recalled the moment, a deep-seated desire to be tested by the "leather suit" stirred within him, though he immediately suppressed it.
"Very well, benefactor, we shall take our leave now." Flake and Gilake bowed toward De Lai's back, preparing to depart.
"In that case, let's go." Yang Fan's face was wrapped in bandages, and no one could tell what kind of expression he wore.
They were all modern people who had traveled back to the Qin Dynasty, and now, the modern and ancient timelines progressed in parallel, slowly unraveling the mystery.
That day, as the warm sunlight spilled across the land, the nighttime chill was instantly dispelled, and the entire world was once again filled with vitality.
"Take care of yourselves, Uncle and Aunt." Zhang Jun said as he left the office with the others.
So he had actually passed out just now; I thought he was trying to sacrifice himself to save his companions, Ye thought, smacking his lips as he carefully reconsidered.
"Alright, quit teasing me." Huang Xiao hurriedly brushed off the soft arms around him, but he shivered the moment he made contact with the smooth skin.
Lu He hurried to help Xu Shu onto the bed, fetching clean clothes and a quilt for her to change into. She then poured tea for Xu Shu to rinse her mouth; the spit contained streaks of red blood, which made Lu He tremble with fear.
Just then, a dense flash of fire erupted beside Darui. The flames compressed into the shape of a fire dragon, letting out a roar as it surged toward him.
The sergeant took a deep breath, snatched the Lee-Enfield rifle from the hands of his fallen comrade, and rejoined the fray.
The old man's telepathic message carried a tremor. At this moment, he felt that the decision to engage in battle had been irrational, but things had reached this point—who could have foreseen it?
Lai Yao'er was not afraid at all. Being able to see through the peak of the Fusion Stage but failing to discern this person's cultivation meant the opponent was at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage. But with the First Tribulation Loose Immortal Zi Kuang on his side, what did he have to fear?
Xu Yao's decision to venture deep into the area around Liefeng City alone was not a whim. After discussing it with the others at the banquet yesterday and learning about the general situation in Lubo Prefecture over the past few months, he felt that this beast tide was extraordinary and likely not as simple as it seemed.
"Someone wrote a letter to lure my son out of the manor at night, leading to his tragic death!" King De clenched his fists, unable to suppress the hatred in his heart. His son... his only son was gone just like that; how could he not hate?
Yet, Xu Shu had been at the Zheng household for less than half a day, and in that short time, Zheng Wanfeng had already caused trouble twice. Such a blatant disregard for Xu Shu's dignity—and for her own dignity as a mother—was something she absolutely could not tolerate. Since she had done this, she would have to pay the price.
Xiao Xian’s face turned grim. He looked up at him, but unlike in the past, he did not immediately reach out to help him up.