Chapter 68

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Although the Sea-Spirit clan could be considered her subjects, she was hardly the kind of foolish deity who would stubbornly protect people who had no desire to follow her.

On the outer perimeter of these nether soldiers, dozens of massive black pythons held their heads high, continuously spewing out purple snake venom mist.

Witnessing the child's sincere actions and expression, Andeluo looked at his sister, Shirley, and Lord Andemir.

Seeing that the situation was turning unfavorable, Zhao Can-yang immediately executed a "circular footwork," performing consecutive sideways rolls to evade the incoming attacks.

Qingluan was just about to curse out loud when Zhao Qiqiu slapped it so hard it became dizzy and disoriented. Seizing the opportunity, Zhao Qiqiu forced out its inner core to detoxify Jun Yiyao.

However, before she could dwell on Lin Jincheng's cruelty for long, another piece of news reached her: he had also contracted the plague and was unlikely to survive much longer.

At that moment, Jin Tingzhi retrieved a pair of embroidered cloth shoes from his spatial ring and put them on her feet—they fit perfectly.

In all previous battles against the Song army, whenever Li Zhenmiao's Xiangqing Army participated, they had never once tasted defeat.

Just like Xu Feng, there were nearly forty thousand Qin soldiers in the Qin camp at that moment who completely ignored the battle cries outside and slept soundly.

Since things had come to this, He Yao simply stored all tens of thousands of catties of grain from the cave into her Exquisite Pearl. Before leaving, she paused to think, then deliberately poured a jar of kerosene and set the place ablaze.

To Wang Hu, the golden-haired mouse's smile appeared somewhat wretched. Eager to extract information from Wang Hu, the old golden-haired rat abandoned its pretense of refinement and directly began referring to itself as "Brother Rat."

Finally, a look of incomparable surprise began to surface on Ye Qiongji's face. In his view, Ye Fantian was utterly inescapable this time.

From disguising oneself to lure out members of the Qi family, to ultimately leaving no one behind and effortlessly handling all enemies, the strength and performance of the Crimson Dual Pistols left him thoroughly satisfied. This was also his first time experiencing the benefits that came with the status of a decision-maker.

The red Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation was the easiest to endure, followed by the yellow Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, and then the blue. The green Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation was a rarity seen once in ten thousand years within the cultivation world, while the purple Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation was something unheard of and never witnessed before.

Even if the entire family moved to an inn in Ruolan County to cover all their living expenses, it would cost at most four or five taels of silver. Why wouldn't they do it? It was simply that the elders at home held overly rigid and outdated mindsets.

This was an extremely evil shadow. It possessed a human-like exterior, yet while it bore a resemblance, it lacked a human face. In place of a head, it had three fleshy lumps covered in densely packed air bubbles.

At this moment, He Jingheng was lying on a pear-wood carved canopy bed while Wu Mei'er applied ointment to him. Excitedly, he sat straight up, nearly knocking over the medicine bottle.

"Really or fake?" Jiang Lan stared at him suspiciously. "Could there really be such a good thing? The Intelligent Core King Ye Haoyang just went missing, and out pops another guy who is equally talkative and equally skilled with intelligent cores?"

Especially since these fellows had blocked off all retreat routes as if terrified that he might escape.

One could see numerous foul, gray-black, mud-like substances oozing from Zhao Hongsheng's body, emitting an unbearable stench.

"That's no problem at all!" Liao Wei agreed instantly. The soldiers in his special operations forces underwent frequent bodily and genetic modifications, so he was quite familiar with the technology he had mastered in this field. Under current technological conditions, this was by no means a difficult task.

Upon receiving the news, Leng Xiao immediately brought Leng Yu and Hongli to the front gates. Catching sight of Yinyin, a jolt of shock coursed through his heart.

Chen Jiu seemed terribly afraid that Lin Ying and the others wouldn't believe him, hurriedly repeating himself twice more. Lin Ying glanced at Xiao Lin, then at the Jade Mountain Ring, and seeing that both of their gazes were fixed on him, he immediately understood their intent: the decision was entirely up to him. Lin Ying fell into deep contemplation.

"I have a method that might just work," Chang Rou said, finding an open space, conjuring a long zither, and beginning to play.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the soldiers, Irene rushed like a gust of wind into Herbert's tent. Seeing Princess Laura chatting cheerfully and laughing with Herbert inside, Irene finally set her heart at ease. Bending forward with both hands braced against her knees, she panted heavily.

Once this topic was concluded, the heavy atmosphere instantly lifted, and both of them felt a weight leave their minds. Li Si's invitation undoubtedly provided a backup plan for their future.

"Very well, Patriarch. But which company might that be?" Iga Tengfei acknowledged the order and then pressed for details.

Lin Tian raised his head to look at the sky outside the window, drew his heavy black-water saber, and began wiping it down, quietly waiting for the right moment to arrive.

No one is willing to live in darkness for the rest of their lives, especially shadows; they yearn all the more for a life under the sun.

It was just that two years ago, Lin Qingchen had said goodbye to them and vanished. Soon after, Tang Chuxia fell ill, delaying her college entrance exam. Once she recovered, Gu Nanzhi went off to university, and with a string of family events following one after another, she had simply forgotten about such a person.

It was precisely because Tang Chuxia obediently cooperated, and these students respected their teachers and dared not rebel, that the resulting scene in the office was one of howling ghosts and wolves—even more dramatic than the patients' ward.

He had already learned that the fellow beside him named Li Wan, rumored to be some sort of producer, had agreed to buy out the entire three acres of watermelon fields they had planted this year, demanding twenty or thirty watermelons delivered every single day.

Ji Zhongshan feigned a flattering compliment, but beneath his words lay a thinly veiled mockery concerning Chiyang Xiansun's severed hand.

"I'm pretty useless too... I served as a community police officer for half a day and couldn't even visit a single familiar face," Yuan Mu blamed himself.

A stream gently laps against reef rocks, while ocean waves curl and crash heavily against the shore; the drumbeats and rhythm are controlled to absolute perfection.

Tang Jianbing was sent flying several meters away. Had he not been quick-witted enough to roll a few times upon impact, he would likely have ended up crippled if not severely fractured.

Perhaps unable to bear the thought of someone freezing to death in the night, he kicked open a courtyard gate where a dog was kept, shouted "Catch the thief!", and then vanished.

Lu Yurong was a typical single urban white-collar worker, living a nine-to-five lifestyle. After work, she would go shopping and watch movies with her best friend, occasionally visiting a bar to unwind.

The newsstands along the streets of Xiangguan were packed with pedestrians, and those positioned further back pushed forward relentlessly.

Although some living beings turn into wandering souls upon death due to various reasons, and these wandering souls—even if lacking restored consciousness—still possess an instinct to seek fortune and avoid disaster, there were originally even more powerful spirits lingering in the deeper regions. However, upon sensing the aura radiating from Jian Jiu, they immediately hid themselves even deeper.

"Star Academy, Star War... Father, does our Ruxia's Star Academy have any connection to Star War?" At that moment, Shangguan Youran, who had remained silent all this while, suddenly spoke up.