Chapter 49

Monkey and the others pressed their faces against the glass, watching intently as the black liquid was about to be injected into Lin Feiyang's body.

Karen possessed a certain foundation; with proper training, coupled with her pure and radiant temperament, becoming a star would be no difficult task.

How formidable was Lin Yi's physical body? He practiced magic, martial arts, and bodily techniques simultaneously, and his entire physique had long since been tempered to a level comparable to a peak-grade holy artifact.

Seeing that the Fat Man and I had agreed to the matter, Beard did not say much more. After instructing Wang Ying to clean up the scene, he brought the two of us back to the inn.

In the dark, Qin Jun felt as though his fortune was skyrocketing and his mood became exceptionally wonderful, with a persistent feeling that something good was about to happen.

I did not sleep a single wink all night, simply watching Cheng Xiameng, fearing her condition would deteriorate further. Fortunately, Cheng Xiameng only had a mild fever and had not turned into a zombie.

The moment the Ice-Fiend Qingyang appeared, the undead creatures from all directions were struck with terror, sensing a profound sense of unease and hurriedly scattering to hide.

This had been a hard-fought battle, and Mr. Xiao felt not the slightest joy of victory; rather, it was merely his rich combat experience and profound internal energy that allowed him to turn defeat into victory at the most critical moment and escape death by the skin of his teeth.

Xiong Hui received a call from Yan Yuntian early this morning, stating that Yan Xi was coming to Blue Star Middle School, and Xiong Hui immediately processed all the necessary procedures.

The primeval divine sword was a supreme chaotic spiritual treasure; even a physical body as formidable as Emperor Jiang's was slashed open, revealing gleaming white bones.

Dina and Celine, the two sisters, looked at each other and grew hesitant, swaying awkwardly and not daring to take off their clothes.

Due to excessive blood loss, Li Qiran had fallen into a deep coma and naturally could not hear Jiang Jun calling her.

Recalling his miraculous ability to rescue him, Lin Zhenbang's stern face finally broke into a smile that encompassed a myriad of emotions. This smile was his very first since the years of quarreling with Lin Jin.

Fortunately, it was neither peak tourist season nor the troublesome period of massive migrant worker travel. After mailing out those spirit talismans, Lin Jin went to the railway station and easily purchased a ticket for the train the following day, which brought a wave of relief.

"Old sir, Mr. Lin, I shall go attend to other guests. Please take your seats!" The waiter led them to their seats and said politely.

"Now Commander Peng wants us to obstruct the Japs from transporting supplies to the south, and perhaps we must rely on Hu Bin for that. We're leaving now, prepare my carriage!" Commander Chen grabbed his holster, hung it across his body, and said to his guard.

Returning to Liu Bei's side was entirely out of the question, and having once been betrothed to Yuan Xu, marrying anyone else would be improper.

Just as Mo Ming was pondering, he was startled by the muttering voice of Ma Hu standing nearby. Hastily raising his eyes, he discovered that not only Ma Hu, but almost everyone else wore expressions of confusion. It turned out that the conversation between the old dragon turtle and Mo Ming had delayed the selection of the grace-recipient.

"Remember, I won't throw it away again," Zhou Donglin thought to himself. "Would I be in such a pathetic state if I had a weapon? From now on, your grandfather here will hold one in my left hand and one in my right!" No wonder this pig had forgotten he was a paladin? Holding weapons in both hands?

"The formation is created by the seals placed by the gods of the Heavenly Realm to suppress the power of Annihilation. In truth, half of our feet have already stepped into the world of Annihilation. If anyone attacks the formation, it will trigger a backlash of the Annihilation power that I'm afraid even a demigod could not withstand," Ye Xin said.

I staggered, dropping heavily onto one knee. My body felt utterly hollowed out, a sensation akin to having undergone a hundred consecutive wellness sessions until every ounce of energy was squeezed dry.

If Guo Bin's family truly carried the remaining bloodline of the giants, even if the purity was low, it at least existed.

The distance was far too short for me to dodge in time; I was struck dead-on and sent flying three meters away, crashing heavily to the ground. A cry of agony escaped my lips as I curled up on the ground, twitching uncontrollably, feeling as though my internal organs had all been twisted into a knot.

To be honest, I quite admired Zhang Qingsong's endurance. At the very least, up until then, he had hidden it so well that I hadn't noticed. If it were me, I probably would have stormed to Long Teng's doorstep long ago.

Ever since he became addicted to gaming, Ye Huancheng had spent all his daily allowance, including breakfast money, on buying game equipment. This lifestyle had persisted for over a month. A survivor who had walked out of Death Island now seemed to be living the life of a worthless good-for-nothing once again.

His consciousness grew increasingly hazy. Enveloped by the cold and dark seawater, that beam of light drifted further and further away... Was he truly going to fail?

She knew that if she did, she would certainly die, beyond the salvation of even the gods, but so what?

"Ha? Eat out?" Zhao Zhichen was momentarily stunned. He simply could not think of any restaurant that would suit Lin Mu's palate, and licking his lips, he continued.

Along the way, he saw many toads harboring hatred toward him. Every single one of these toads bore numerous scars, and every one of them exuded the stench of blood.

However, the problem was that Jing Hu practiced a heretical technique such as the Child-Blood Art, which made the situation entirely different.

Saint Maran in October had almost transitioned into the pale yellow of autumn. The massive trees and branches were gradually growing parched, and the leaves had long since fallen one by one, resting quietly in the embrace of the earth, nestled close to heaven and earth.