Chapter 38

"Do I often lie to you?" He did not miss the surprise in her eyes. "Lin Shengnan is truly lucky to have a friend like you." His tone was, surprisingly, a bit sour.

Meanwhile, Zhang Dawei’s storytelling session had begun. Although those who knew him well were aware of his formidable abilities, it was rare for him to actually engage in a brawl with a large feline predator like a cougar. Thus, this was a moment for Zhang Dawei’s tales, and the audience relished such stories.

However, as she pondered the reason for Sheng Zeyan’s absence, a suspicion took root in her heart, gradually becoming clearer.

Though Zhao Aiguo immediately realized he shouldn't have been brandishing a firearm and tucked it away, the masked man had already been terrified, collapsing to the ground, paralyzed and motionless.

Care? Of course she knew she cared, and far more than she had ever imagined. But what was the point of caring?

Zhang Dawei’s Quarter Horse, however, was pacing restlessly. To this day, the creature remained somewhat afraid of Winnie and dared not get too close. Even though Winnie was currently quite adorable and friendly, it was a bear after all, and the innate ferocity in its bones still frightened a sheltered, inexperienced livestock animal like the Quarter Horse.

"First of all, please do not call me 'little brother.' Please call me Johnny. I do not consider you my brother; you are merely my team leader!" Johnny seemed to care deeply about this point and felt the need to emphasize it even under such circumstances.

But the cruel reality was that during his testing, he had found no resonance with magical elements whatsoever. Simply put, he belonged to a realm entirely separate from magic.

After all, Gu Qiao could still be trusted. Even if Alice brought back something unclean, it could never don a "painted skin." A soul without a painted skin could cause no harm to anything and, aside from the Gatekeeper, remained invisible to everyone else.

Enoch did not trust his father, nor did he trust his mother; he placed his faith in his sister. Because his inability to grow taller had deeply unsettled him, Enoch sought his sister’s help and support the moment she returned home.

Above the Twelve Immortal Palaces, three palaces began to glow simultaneously and shot into the sky, breaking away from the rest of the formation and flying toward a specific point within the Dark Sea Eye.

A deficit of 900 million was truly insurmountable; if it had only been 100 million, one could still scrape together a loan.

The Ember of Rage was the soul essence of Kassan’s ancestors, refined through a highly specialized process. If her descendants consumed this soul essence, they would inherit that legendary spark.

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Although these matters had nothing to do with Gu Jia, she still felt a sense of melancholy. Those women in the socialite circles who had once put on airs through their husbands’ status were now falling one by one; it was truly a farce.

Though the concerns of conspiracy theorists persisted, the bodies of many prominent figures across various nations could no longer wait.

Sheng Jiang was kissed until her head spun. Satisfied, she lacked the strength to think and had no desire to move, lazily curling up in Chi Yu’s arms to enjoy the quiet moment.

Regrettably, this person had failed to break through the Foundation Establishment stage using the body he had possessed, and he had turned to dust over two hundred years ago.

Yet, unbeknownst to all, Hama had dispatched Yuekuocha'er and Xuexue, bearing the imperial decree of the Tugh Temür, Emperor Shundi of Yuan, to head to Gaoyou to strip Toghtogha of his military command, having even prepared poisoned wine for him.

Luo Tangping retreated quickly, terrified that the fine filaments on those two claws might touch him. He lowered his head, his expression one of deep misery.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. He signaled to Yan Lingji and walked straight into the cave.

Yan Ning’s delicate face flushed crimson, her heart racing. Instinctively, she tried to pull her hand back, but he held it firmly, sucking with meticulous care and gentleness, cleaning every drop of the scalding soup from the back of her hand, her palm, and her fingers.

The damage dealt to the boss by the Dragon Kingdom base in the first ten minutes would not be restored.

Thus, Su Wanqing walked over to persuade Yang Meng. Following her counsel, Yang Meng finally revealed her birth date and time.

"Spell Practitioner": A practitioner who specializes in spells, possesses a wide repertoire of them, and uses them as their primary means of attack.

"It’s been three days since I arrived in this world, and I haven't had a decent meal. Every day is nothing but disgusting zombies or hunger. Finally, I can have a real meal, waaaaah!" Mei Gaohong was ecstatic, pouring her heart out to the system.

But this technique was useless against martial artists. He had tested it during his last fight with Luo Feizhang; the yin energy would be dispersed by the violent fluctuations of blood and qi within half an inch of the opponent’s body, unable to penetrate it at all.

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Afterward, at the other's request, he rushed to the palace in the middle of the night to notify the King—who may or may not have been asleep—followed by the scene he witnessed at the Water Palace. After he carried Tila back, the young man wore such a grave and tense expression on his face that he seemed even more anxious than he, the uncle himself.

After all, the enemy forces were too numerous, and his own troops were severely lacking in supplies. With not enough to eat each day, their combat effectiveness had been greatly diminished, making it impossible to sally forth from the city to pursue.

"Eh~ is that so?" Sakad looked indifferent, while Lan Guang watched him with a solemn expression.

If one were to speak of the weapons the Dragon Kingdom base currently lacked, it would be the space-based cannon arrays.

When the phoenix crashed down, a crisp snapping sound echoed through the valley. A branch of the phoenix tree broke at that moment, though not from the impact of the phoenix, but because of the silver wind that had swept through.

Bai Yehu quietly loosened the silk bag hidden beneath her skirt. Those flying ants swarmed out, pouncing upon the dying Zhen Baizhi.

Meanwhile, Tiaoye Junta and the others had left the bar. Just as they reached the entrance, a taxi appeared.

There are two ways to control dead creatures. One is the method he used previously: simply inciting the Horn of Death to make the dead obey. But this obedience is mechanical and only works while the Horn of Death is being played.

"Without orders, not a single fly is allowed to leave this hotel alive. Do you understand?" Chen Nanzheng, shouldering a submachine gun, shouted at the dozen or so heavily armed special forces soldiers who were also brandishing submachine guns.

The soldier waited for nearly ten minutes, but when he went to check, the space behind the rock was empty, without even a trace of urine.

Wang Ping’s family was wealthy and lived in an apartment, so the living room was only a few meters from the entryway. As soon as they entered, they saw the television was on, though the screen was filled with static, and the hissing noise was coming from the set.