Volume 1, Chapter 38: Divine Power!

As Linghu Chong gestured while he spoke, the martial artists present could all vividly imagine the dangers of that moment.

Zhu Fugui and Second Master Leng certainly deserved an "S" grade for their slick performance and smooth talking, though the only flaw was their failure to hit the right theme.

However, the "botanical beast" before them clearly possessed emotions. Following a violent thrashing from Yang Que and the added threat of the Huodou breathing fire nearby, the creature reacted.

Among them, Han Qinglan stubbornly chased the assassin to the window and managed to pierce his arm with a sword, but was unable to pursue any further.

Coach Feng was also taken slightly aback; they truly hadn't prepared for a WJG side that played with such excessive caution.

Su Anuan thought that 160,000 should be enough to buy quite a few things. She estimated it would be too much to carry, and she still had to send some to Chaston and Montgomery.

The man was more mature than he had been nine years ago. His sharp gaze swept over, making one's back feel a sudden chill. His presence was so overwhelming that the moment he entered, the air pressure in the room seemed to drop, creating a stifling atmosphere.

Not only did he pull back his hand, which was about to lash out at Xiao Ni again, but he also began to "love the house and its crow," extending his favor to Seventh Uncle, who had inexplicably given him the inspiration.

Followers would inevitably ask questions, and Yu Qiu would inevitably answer them, so as soon as the live broadcast notification went out, many people were already lying in wait.

Flying out of the solar system wasn't entirely impossible, but finding another place suitable for survival in the dark, lonely universe all at once was another matter.

"I don't know!" Mao Le'yan replied, then felt it was inappropriate. Surely the subjects of the Liu Kingdom all knew the Emperor's name? Though, few would address him by it; they mostly used his era name instead, right?

If it had been left to him personally, good heavens, he figured his flyers would just be tossed into the toilet to be used as makeshift toilet paper.

In this brief conversation, Zhu Fanghua could not determine the truth of the rumors. She could only be certain that Empress Qin was highly responsible and possessed not a trace of malevolence.

A group of barbarian brats pulled withered branches from behind their backs and raised them in unison.

Seeing Wang Yue so determined, Li Nan found it hard to argue. He simply kept quiet, guarding Wang Yue's side and watching for any movement, ensuring they both reached level six safely.

Hongwang looked at the inexplicably tense atmosphere, his expression turning somewhat timid. For a moment, he forgot everything else and followed Lin Cheng out obediently. Yet, upon reaching the door, he couldn't help but glance back at Yinsi. He didn't know why, but he felt he shouldn't just leave like this.

There were five sets left, and the competition was fierce; the final transaction price for each set was no less than 38 billion credits.

"How am I scheming against you? You said it yourself, your friendship with this Ren Hao is quite good. Since it's good, why don't you go see him?" Fei'er immediately put on an innocent look as she watched her.

This was clearly an extraordinary treasure; otherwise, it would not have been used as a formation disc.

"Is it that worth being happy about?" Yinsi watched her expression and found it amusing. He strode over to sit beside her, raised his glass, and took a small sip. The mellow aroma helped relax his previously taut nerves.

The young-looking new magistrate showed no panic in the face of the demon; he merely gripped his ancestral sword tightly and widened his eyes as much as possible, trying to track the movements of the cat demon.

On the other side, seeing this, Cai Kun and Wang Shugen also took out their purchases, ripped open the packaging with a flourish, and pulled out a pad to line their shoes.

Even if a rural middle school wanted to push its students, they would only dig up outdated test banks from piles of old papers. Everyone knew that the "sea of questions" tactic was the most efficient, but some schools just knew how to do it better. The tricks behind this were something schools with weak faculty resources could never figure out in decades, nor did they have the conditions to do so.

Pei Yuxing showed none of the helplessness of a royal scion who was ignorant of the four limbs and unable to distinguish the five grains.

Under the sky dotted with brilliant stars, the bright, clear moon gradually dimmed, leaving only a hazy halo behind.

Whatever you think, that is the person you are. Live with emotion, live with joy—start now.

"Your Majesty, haven't you been to the Jin camp for peace talks? Do you have any experience to teach your students?" Chen Dong said with feigned piety.

Zhang Qingyuan sensed the spiritual energy within his body being scattered into a state of "spirit luster"; the light and shadow around him were already beginning to distort.

The two large men, Yang and Li, had confusion flickering in their eyes, but the authority Seventh Uncle had built up over the years compelled them to follow.

Three bullets sprayed from the muzzle, but unfortunately, the range of the Beretta 92F was limited, and it failed to hit the pickup truck in front.

Wherever she dragged her blood-stained blade, a river of blood flowed. Bai Yanxi’s face and clothes were dyed red with "fresh blood."

'Where is Qingyin?' Jiang Li secretly felt her sleeves, only to discover that Qingyin, who should have come with her, was gone.

Suddenly, the situation reversed, and the Zhongshan clan became the ones being slaughtered. As for Jiang Li, after the arrival of the Liuxiang clan, she stood with her hands behind her back in the void, no longer intervening, watching the members of the Zhongshan clan being killed with a smile on her lips.

Su Mo loved this expression on Bai Yanxi, as if her eyes could hold nothing but his reflection.

Her hand froze in mid-air. "What's wrong?" His sudden rebuke was so abrupt that she found it baffling.

When she first transmigrated to the Mumu tribe, Mumu Xuanhuang had once said that he called Mumu Hong "Mother" because his biological mother had died shortly after giving birth to him, and it was Mumu Hong who had raised him. Although she was suffering a bit from the change in environment, it did not affect her memory.