Chapter 162: The Crying Child on the Train
Gu Tingzhou cradled Erbao in his arms with the luggage strapped to his back, while Li Qingyun held tightly onto Dabao’s hand. The family managed to squeeze onto the train with great difficulty, finally exhaling in relief. In the past, Gu Tingzhou had always traveled alone, often settling for a seat or even a standing ticket; he could endure anything on his own. But this time, considering his wife and two children, he had specifically used his military status to secure two sleeper berths. The ticket agent, upon learning they were traveling with two children, kindly provided them with two lower berths. Now, sitting across from each other, they could finally catch their breath.
Lan Tian nodded; it made no difference to him. He would stream when he had the time; if he was busy, he would simply wait until he was free. True to expectations, the post went viral on the school forum, racking up thousands of shares in just ten minutes.
"Damn it! Even if I die, I'll take you down with me!" Xiao Li roared in anger. The thunder spear in his hand erupted with immense energy, striking at the snake-men. Lin Qing, unwilling to see the conflict escalate further, leaned obediently against her man’s chest and looked toward the two people at the table. Though she was furious, she could not disregard her husband’s pride.
Gu Qiqi remained in the dark, completely unaware of the situation. In her spare time, she would sit by the beach with Chen Shu, admiring the seascape. If she grew bored, she would work on her designs, leading a relatively comfortable life.
"You should bring it up, Cangqiong. If you don't, I'll poach this person for myself." The Tyrant Galaxy stared intensely at Tyrant Memory, proving that his words were no mere boast. It was truly strange; I had never seen the Boss write anything, so where could all these manuscripts have come from?
After the Wang and Murong families learned the truth of the matter, both sides fell into silence. If the intelligence report were true, no matter what Wang Shuo did, the Wang army would be defeated by the Yun army; the ruler within the pass would only be Yun Yi, and Wang Shuo would be nothing but a failure.
During the day, since the leader of the assassins could think to monitor the Grey Building, how could Lan Haichen not have anticipated it? However, Lin Hao valued long-term growth; enhancing the talents of Earth's life forms increased their potential, bringing him greater benefits in the future. Amidst the impassioned singing, Lance crawled over the trail of blood he had left behind, crossing one fissure after another. Finally, the moon and the galaxy began to reveal the half hidden by the mountain ridges, and the jagged line of the Jueduan Mountains, which seemed to cleave the sky, drew ever nearer.
The sound of the vehicle tore through the silence. A white hound rushed out of the courtyard, barking madly at them in its ignorance. Seeing the two cars arrive with ill intent, it tucked its tail and scurried back inside. Though Da Wu lived with the Gali tribe, his wisdom belonged to all the Water-Scale kin, and he could share it with humanity at any time.
Fu Meng’s expression darkened, and he immediately prepared to change tactics. He quickly pulled a spirit banner from his robes, used the recoil from a powerful blow to break away from Li Feiyu, and swung it fiercely toward the flying spirit boat of the Hanguang Sword Sect. Meanwhile, in the Hongmeng Realm, the Demon God Cangqiong discovered the inside story and dispatched more powerful magic cultivators to the neighboring alien world to silence the spy hidden within the cultivators' Divine Court, Chen Yun.
The vast majority possessed only ordinary talents and bloodlines, reaching the cosmic level as their absolute limit. He looked up, his gaze meeting Chu Zihang’s, and he shuddered in shock—his senior brother’s look was strange.
Xiao Jinyan watched her triumphant, radiant expression, his eyes cold and devoid of any emotion. But one had to admit, Miss Muyun’s beauty was truly exceptional, leaving a lingering impression on anyone who saw her. This entire affair could be said to have started because of You Jingyan; if so many lives were lost as a result, You Jingyan would not be able to rest easy, even if he were to leave this time and space.
Zhang Yuanhao felt a jolt in his heart and quickly steadied himself. With his eyes fixed on his nose and his mind turned inward, he focused his spiritual sense upon the world and finally understood the cause of it all. As the seven-colored golden ring on his wrist glowed faintly, the Nine-Dragon Golden Throne reappeared in the palace. The Sea Dragon King sitting upon it looked vivid and lifelike, as if he were merely asleep.