Chapter 66

"Hate Lord Shen, and I shall fulfill your wish for you." Source energy continuously poured into the great hammer.

Many things in life are like this: ignored when possessed, and only cherished after they are lost.

Qian Qiyue raised an eyebrow and looked at Yang Jiahua. She was well aware of what his slightly eccentric expression betrayed. She had anticipated that he would grow angry, that he would remain silent, or even that she would turn and walk away, but she truly had not expected him to feel jealous. A blush unconsciously crept onto her cheeks, and the involuntary surge of satisfaction in her heart surprised her a little.

Li Zixiao lowered his head, intending to kiss Qin Xiqian on the cheek, but unexpectedly she raised her head first and bit down hard on Li Zixiao's shoulder.

Step by step, he approached the long sword. The bleeding of his palm only excited him further, as this was the true proof of the sword's value. Yet, after taking only two steps, he suddenly remembered something.

After stabilizing across the four celestial cycles, Ye Shaochen only needed to gently flap the White Bone Divine Wings to traverse thousands of miles. In terms of speed, he had already left the old battle spirit far, far behind.

"I've arranged for her to stay in the Eastern Hall of the City Lord's Mansion. Shall we go over now?" Liyue said.

Ye Zhen offered a faint smile. "Grandfather, Zhen'er has missed you very much." She then walked over to the Duke of Wei and acted coquettishly.

Li Zixiao waved his hand dismissively. It was a casino that yielded unearned wealth anyway, not to mention that a place like this made countless sums every day. A mere one hundred thousand would be earned back in less than half a day.

Xia Biyao felt as though she had been plunged into a thicket of poisonous flowers as red as blood, as an invisible wave of spiritual force struck deep within her body. Her eyes, teeth, and fingers returned to their normal state, and her legs grew weak. Sword and person collapsed together onto the ground.

Wang Fan clenched his teeth and suddenly unleashed a Genesis Domain, enveloping his portable grotto-heaven.

Keiko let out a soft cry, her sharp, clever eyes instantly turning into crimson blood-pupils. The true physical body of the ninja who had cast the Shadow Clone technique was immediately reflected within her field of vision.

By the time he finished spraying all of the injured people, there were hardly any talisman papers left pinched between his fingers.

Moreover, Yang Lige had clearly become one of those most sought-after professional players now—not just because of his exceptional gaming skills, but also because of his striking looks. Perhaps appearance truly occupies a massive proportion of success, a fact that was beyond doubt.

However, Li Shihao did not expect to actually send Wu Ji Tai Ji flying or knock him dizzy; right now, he merely wanted to break out of the pincer attack of the two.

"Tat-tat-tat!" The heavy machine guns atop the tanks, the heavy machine guns mounted on the armored vehicles, and the heavy machine guns previously deployed by Hu Hao's troops all unleashed suppressive firepower toward the coalition forces' side, covering the infantry as they charged forward.

Wuji Longchen gripped his thin sword and fought back. With every clash, his primary sensation was heaviness; the web between his thumb and forefinger was jarred numb, making it difficult to maintain his grip on the long sword. Even more tragically, Wuji Longchen felt as though he could not unleash his Meridian-Intercepting Flow technique at all.

In the past, he used to give Tong Xin her living expenses every month. In this day and age, giving a high school student only five hundred in living expenses was truly too little, but she never uttered a single word of complaint.

This plot was simply too interesting, full of anti-tropes and unexpected twists, not to mention brimming with gimmicks.

The decaying aura of those zombies and rotting corpses gradually faded, replaced by a layer of translucent greenish skin that carried a hint of vitality. They looked somewhat better and began to struggle as they tried to crawl back up.

Just at that moment, a massive flash of lightning suddenly tore across the outside, turning the pitch-black night as bright as day. Lasting for less than half a breath, it was immediately followed by a deafening crash that seemed loud enough to split the heavens, almost leaving people's ears ringing with numbness.

Hearing this, Mother Lin felt somewhat ashamed. Just as her friend had said, it had indeed been quite a while since she last practiced yoga.

Su Yan silently pulled the medicine out of her suitcase, applying it to her back while secretly praying that her wounds would heal before she returned to S City.

Alan and Li Jing'er had very few interactions, but blood is thicker than water. A chance encounter brought the brother and sister together amidst the vast sea of humanity. For the care Li Jing'er showed him, Alan experienced familial affection for the very first time.

What made Xie Lianchen suspicious was precisely this: Princess Qingyang, whom they had seen in the Great Yu Imperial Palace, had a body composed entirely of those human-faced fish, meaning her entire body was covered in hard scales. In their previous skirmish, she had been completely impervious to blades and spears.

Chen Yu drew a divination tally bearing the number three, while Xu Suhan drew one with the number five. The two exchanged glances, secretly relieved that they had not drawn the same number.

Meanwhile, Liu Xin beside them turned entirely red. What on earth was Chen Haoran spouting? We are not husband and wife! We don't have children together either!

Lin Shuixin ignored her and moved to lock the door to go harvest the potatoes. If Granny Lin refused to leave, she wouldn't dare make tofu.

Mo Jinyang's heart was torn to the extreme. He wiped away the blood flowing from his nose, fortunate that Zhao Ruozhi had stopped him in time, or else he might well have slammed himself to death.

Chen Haoran neither nodded nor shook his head; he was still wondering what on earth that ferocious ghost was up to. Chen Haoran used his spiritual power to cast an inescapable net across the entire police station, and the moment that ferocious ghost appeared, it would be detected by his spiritual sense.

At the same time, one thousand limited invitation slots were being distributed to the public every day, mainly for functional and social testing. Over ten thousand invitation slots had been issued so far, and he wondered how many people would truly join.

Just as Usopp was hesitating over whether to go around searching for people, Feng Xin, the master of the Chiji Sword-Casting Manor, happened by pure coincidence to stumble upon the Divine Snow Sword.