Chapter 33

At this point, all the dwarves realized the gravity of the situation, though they still did not understand exactly what had happened.

With over four hundred meters separating the two sides, both maintained a tacit agreement not to launch an attack. Li Wei’s artillerymen, filled with excitement, held red-hot iron tongs, eager to ignite the fuses.

His words finally caused the middle-aged man’s expression to drop. He exchanged a glance with the Swamp Baron, whose iron mask seemed devoid of any emotion, and the arrogance inherent to the captain of the River Patrol only fueled the jealousy growing within him.

Zhao Hui, the deputy store manager and head of the cash register area selected for Zhang Yi by Li Jiyuan, spoke slowly.

Therefore, in the past, he would dodge such sincerity whenever possible. But today, his curiosity about those two strange cats had reached its peak, and he did not want to wait even a second longer.

However, as the influence of the "Howling Heaven" faction grew and Gu Yi, now the "King of the Southwest," began to develop the region comprehensively, everyone became too busy to spare much time, and there was less they could do to help Hu Bugui.

The Xun family of Yingchuan is one of the three great clans of Confucianism, with a heritage spanning over a hundred thousand years and countless descendants. Yet, they had not sent a single member to serve in the Border Defense Army.

Al-Caris remained so calm not because he was indifferent to Feng Quan’s performance, but because, in the subconscious of the old American man, Feng Quan was simply no match for Bolt.

This made Mao Yue breathe a sigh of relief, though Song Yi added one final emphasis: "Mao Xiu, remember that he is a human cultivator."

Although Feng Quan’s most proficient area of operation was the flanks, with the opponent’s defense in the penalty area being extremely dense, even if he were confident in breaking through their wing defenses, he could not guarantee the quality of his crosses.

He opened his folding fan and waved it gently. Watching the pillar of fire connecting to the scorching sun in the sky before him, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. "It seems the time has come," he muttered to himself, before vanishing in a flash of teleportation.

Even the two elders were no exception; under this pressure, they were forced to kneel on the ground, bowing their heads.

If her guess was correct, Hu Zhijun held some sway in the company. With him helping her ask for leave, Guo Meiling should agree.

On the third day, a muffled sound of a heavy object falling into water suddenly came from the direction of the well, and everyone, who had been resting with their eyes closed, was immediately jolted awake.

"There is something strange—what is so strange?" Taoist Tianmen blasted away the insect corpse attacking him with a single palm strike and rushed rapidly in my direction.

A crisp morning breeze brushed against the soft strands of hair on her forehead, accompanied by lingering floral scents that drifted across her heart, prompting a smile to grace her lips. As she stretched her arms, she felt a sense of ethereal transcendence, as if she could ride the wind and return to the heavens.

On the Bone Mountain, Tian Fu returned to his seated posture, chin resting on his right hand. His eyes fixed on the rippling sea of blood before him, and his brows could not help but furrow.

But we had walked for a full ten minutes just from the meat wall to this point. If we were on the surface, we would have long since exited the perimeter of this restaurant.

Indeed, she was not free; one could even say she had no freedom at all. She could invite people from the outside in, but she herself could not leave.

Oh? Could these two lines of poetry be the family precepts of your Wen family? Must the masters and servants recite them every morning?

Shi Nuan leaned against the bed, feeling nothing in particular. Although she had grown up in the Shi family, she knew well the bitterness she had endured. At this point, it was already generous of her not to kick them while they were down.

Shi Nuan closed her eyes and let out a breath, feeling unsettled as if something had been overturned within her heart.

There were two reasons for this. First, if he engaged in a direct firefight and was knocked down without teammates to revive him, he could easily die, and he did not want to fail to survive the first round of the poison. Second, although his game sense and micro-management had improved, his experience was still lacking compared to these veteran streamers who played countless matches every day.

That is to say, he is not restricted by his place of birth; or rather, his place of birth moves as he moves.

The Gate of Opening is located in the head, the Gate of Rest in the hands, the Gate of Life in the feet, the Gate of Injury in the lungs, the Gate of Stagnation in the spleen, the Gate of View in the liver, the Gate of Fear in the kidneys, and the Gate of Death in the heart.

Qin Yi’s words had made him feel angry, but an alchemist requires strong psychological fortitude, so he did not show any anger on the surface.

Qin Yi took a breath and looked at the light reflecting off the eaves. Gazing into the distance, some of the water droplets were still frozen. The southern climate was damp and cold, yet it did not reach the conditions for snowfall; a light breeze simply made it feel even more biting.

Several black shadow sword qi intercepted with precision, colliding with the fireball at high speed and emitting a sound like a muffled thunder. Immediately after, Wuluo moved like a shadow, instantly pulling Mu Fei away from the terrifying lethal range created by the fireball’s explosion. Those cultivators who were closer were almost all stunned on the spot.

Xiuzhu did not even turn his head. "I am torturing myself, and I am willing to do so. Why must the young lady ask?" With that, he flew away.

"Yes, I know! It’s fine. It’s mainly because it’s my first time hearing it, so I can’t quite grasp it yet. But I feel it won't be a problem. You don't need to worry; I definitely won't ruin your concert." Zhang Yu felt he would be fine, and instead, fearing that Jinan Naoko might be worried, he comforted her in return.

Li Chen, Hua Beilei, and Liu Xiaoman decided the life and death of hundreds of people in the midst of their laughter, causing a conglomerate with assets worth hundreds of millions to go bankrupt and enter liquidation overnight.

As he spoke, Luo Che looked at the pistol in his hand once more. He aimed the muzzle at the river and gently pulled the trigger. However, the trigger seemed to be jammed, and Luo Che did not fire.