Fine, I'll humor you.

He immediately used the organizational and regional channels to notify the members of Nightfall and all Summoners that the five great chieftains of the Aberrant clan had all been slain by his hand.

Thinking this, Ji Qinglin slowly raised his arms as instructed by the program; the streams of data sliding past his sides were partially intercepted by his hands and began to infuse into his entire body.

The Pear Blossom Immortal and the Magnolia Immortal were so grateful to Yang Jiao for the many spirit snakes he had sent that they insisted on gifting him a Jade Flood Dragon as a mount, a notion Yang Jiao only managed to dissuade them from with great difficulty.

Hua Wuque, whose lightness skill was peerless, did not strike back for the moment, merely dodging left and right, occasionally deflecting the edge of Murong Erniang’s sword.

He had not even considered retiring immediately when he came to see Zidane this time; he still wanted to push himself for another two years.

He knew that Ye Qingqing had long since come to Cangzhou City to farm, and having witnessed a master take her on as a disciple, it was impossible for her to be here to stir up trouble.

Meili shook her head, seemingly wanting to say something, but Wolf clamped a hand tightly over her mouth, making it seem as if even breathing had become difficult.

In sect trials, they at least knew they would not be in mortal danger, but just now, they felt as though they had caught the scent of death.

After confirming that the monsters gathered outside the Abyss Technology Building still showed no signs of entering, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But after a brief moment of surprise, Fang Yi immediately realized the truth: of course, the other party had been guiding the freshmen of the Landscape Architecture major that day, so it made perfect sense that she was the assistant for his class.

Tang Zhihang, who was usually quite calm, found himself unable to stay composed when facing Lin Moxi, much like how he had always struggled to feign composure when dealing with Zhao Min in the past; in front of Lin Moxi, he could barely even pretend to be calm.

The black-armored lizard had already lowered its head and clamped its jaws onto Zhang Cheng’s arm, causing blood to flow instantly. Just as it prepared to bite down with force, the attack from the Langya Guards arrived.

“What does the old man mean by this? Could it be that you look down upon this humble one?” The man surnamed Zhang frowned, a sharp glint appearing in his eyes.

In the void of the dark night, a figure was traversing the sky; he wore a white shirt, patterned shorts, and white sneakers, holding a pair of sunglasses in his hand.

“Dao Ming Slash!” The black-armored warrior unleashed a flash of sword light. It passed in an instant, and before anyone could see clearly, the sword was already back in its sheath.

*Perhaps Jiang Shuying has already learned that I injured Zhou Ji and has gone to handle the matter,* Cao Peng thought to himself.

Accompanied by violent whistling and shrill screams, dozens of people charged down from the mountaintop, running wildly.

Lu Chen’s gaze was fixed on a complete medicinal pill currently being auctioned: the Spirit-Returning Pill. It could drastically increase the spiritual energy in one’s sea of qi for a short time, though the side effect was that the circulation of spiritual energy would be slightly obstructed or even difficult afterward, requiring a few days of recovery.

His pupils contracted sharply, for at that moment, Aotian had appeared before him, the distance between them less than ten meters.

Tang Zhihang was startled by my sudden outburst of crying; he looked at me, helpless and unsure of what to do. My tears flowed uncontrollably—because it truly hurt.

The troll hunters of the Dark Spear tribe had long since coated their hunting spears and arrowheads in poison, waiting only for this moment to arrive.

“Zhengde, is there too little food? What if more people from the Mo family show up? What if it’s not enough?” Zhang Hualian had gone to the market early in the morning to buy groceries, but feeling it still wasn't enough, she ran back to the market again.

“Brother, what are you trying to do?” Guo Fei tried to use the word “brother” to restrain the other party; if someone was just after money, they were usually easy to talk to, right?

Hong Zhu saw the danger of the Chizhong surrender and gave chase, only to nearly get himself trapped and unable to return.

The draft was of great significance to every NBA team; for teams with poor records the previous year, it was a moment to change their destiny, while for the powerhouses, it was a golden opportunity to find gems in the low draft positions.

I saw that the post on Weibo regarding mutual consent had also appeared on the homepage, and at the same time, Yu Yitong’s official character portrait was released, which she reposted herself.

Zhao Laosan and his four sons were being held under handcuffs in the living room on the first floor of their home, and they would be escorted away shortly.

Yet, he had to admit that Lin Ji had handled this affair far more effectively than he could have. According to Lin Ji’s theory, these strange birds were on the verge of extinction because of his actions.

“Dad, this is just from exhaustion; having someone massage it is a good remedy.” Upon hearing this, Tang Yue felt much more at ease. This masseur had been recommended by Chu Ling, who claimed their technique was exceptional.

Zhou Juan brought Zhao Yuanyuan to the county restaurant to find Sister Wang. They hadn't attended Sister Wang and Cheng Feng’s wedding when they left the county seat. She intended to visit the bride and apologize.

“Enemy general, how dare you be so arrogant! Watch as I, Pan Zhang, take you on!” As he spoke, a general charged out from the chaotic ranks, wielding a large saber.

Zhao Zeyu kept his head down and said nothing; one could say that among everyone in the family, including his older sister, the only person he truly feared was Li Yongle.

Rheinfield frowned slightly, took out his communication crystal, and saw a brief message on it.

Liang Fei concluded that the assassin must be hiding on the rooftop, but because it was too dark, he could not determine the exact position with his naked eye.

Lin Chen did not linger any longer. After exiting the cave and identifying the direction, he packed up his formation and headed straight toward the edge of the Monster Mountain Range.