Volume One, Chapter 69: May I have a few strands of your hair?

Fu Yao’s words stunned Shen Ruzhi, her pupils trembling ever so slightly. Her biological parents? Having lived through two lifetimes, she still knew nothing of her own parents. Had they abandoned her, or was it out of necessity? The look in Fu Yao’s eyes told him she was moved; his fists clenched quietly behind his back.

Father, forgive me! Please pardon my decision.

At this moment, I can confirm that the chamber before us is not the main burial room, but rather an antechamber.

“General Raul, General Raul—” An urgent voice rang in his ears, finally pulling Raul out of his stupor.

“Report: There is an extremely thick mechanical door inside. If we force it open, it’s likely to damage the structure of the main hall.” This place was a symbol of Kangaroo Country, and the soldiers dared not act recklessly.

Luo Shenghao, usually the epitome of gentleness, was unexpectedly irritated by these words, and his tone turned much harsher than before.

But I know this situation will only be temporary, and it will take just a little time to recover.

“Is there really no chance?” Dragon Thorn had high hopes for this mission. If they could truly forge a golden meteorite, humanity would finally possess a weapon worth boasting about.

For the next few days, Lin Yu was bound to a cross, whipped from morning until afternoon, his body torn and bleeding everywhere.

Listening closely, the birds’ songs mingled with the tinkling of the spring, as if melodies poured down from the heavens, simply because the sky existed.

The fire phoenix in the void was only a manifestation from the past—a mere lingering thought, incapable of yielding the Phoenix Flame.

He glanced at Lin Yiming and suddenly realized—the ‘Fang Family’ mentioned by Young Master Lin could only refer to one of the nine great clans.

After clearing away those bizarre white worms, no one paid them any mind and continued onward. About half an hour later, several guards began to complain of exhaustion, their voices weak.

Quietly, I stood aside, watching to see what would happen next. After nearly ten minutes, almost a thousand shining players had gathered in the square.

Jiao Sanqing was stunned, thinking, “This fellow plugged up his own ears, so now he can’t hear the tightening spell—does that mean it no longer works?”

That fan was the mid-lane player on Luo Yan’s team; she said she’d already noticed the chemistry between Luo Yan and Su Ze Yi back then.

Gazing at the target I couldn’t attack and the two debuffs afflicting me, along with the system notification of my buff’s enhancement and the massive Dream Snow Sword overhead, the Gate of Ten Thousand Swords finally realized what was happening, staring at me in the sky with utter despair.

Zhang Fuliu gritted his teeth, determined to keep running, when Shi Zhengfeng lifted his leg and kicked him squarely, sending Zhang Fuliu sprawling face-first into the dirt.

Ivan was helpless seeing his brother so hostile toward him; he shot Luo Yan a secret, aggrieved look.

Opening the door, Hao Xin and Hao Meng saw Ding Yaoyang, whom they hadn’t seen in days, and were overjoyed. Hao Meng was even so excited she rushed straight into Ding Yaoyang’s arms.

A faint, barely audible crack sounded from the light screen of the great formation, followed by an extremely subtle fissure appearing across its surface.

Looking again at the warehouse clerk, he was already spewing green liquid, scared out of his wits and barely breathing.

“You’re in great shape,” Zhang Yao’er said, slightly out of breath, sitting in the chair for a long while before finally recovering.

“If that’s the case, then Magistrate Chen must be in league with him,” Lin Baoshu grew a little nervous.

Someone remembered and, as the examinees sat down on the ground, they occupied the intersection of the avenues connecting the four gates—east, west, south, and north—so that no vehicles could pass through.

It seems two hours truly is its limit. In two hours, although Ling Xuan couldn’t guarantee victory over Proud Sword Sky, for the Anti-Demon Alliance’s battle against the Proud Sword Army, being able to ensure that Proud Sword Sky couldn’t use demonic power for those two hours meant the Anti-Demon Alliance had gained a significant edge.