Chapter 62: Harvesting the Sea

What a thrilling and exciting day, it was truly terrifying when the typhoon arrived.
It was pitch black outside, with only the bonfire. If I were in a place like that, I would really feel utter despair.
Come to think of it, with giant tigers and black panthers around, and two companions to keep you company, that sense of loneliness should be reduced a lot.
By the way, why haven't they developed pets like the little leopards and tigers yet? It's been so many days, they are really slacking off.
Zhao Xiaochen didn't even dare to keep thinking about it. Was he really going to undertake such a mission? If so, then all his efforts over the years wouldn't have been in vain. Wasn't this the very opportunity he had been waiting for?
As for Ji Siyu, needless to say, she had to log off before 11 o'clock, but Yun Yun was a bit early today. Was she tired? Should he send a message to ask at a time like this?
More and more vines gathered around, and the air was filled with the stench of a rotting corpse, a smell emanating from the red blood oozing from the vines.
Jiayu asked the question that everyone wanted to ask, but no one could answer it. Everyone instinctively turned their gaze toward Qingxin, the person who had been closest to the other shore just now—a monk who looked nothing like a monk except for his bald head.
The next day, they went to choose the burial site. The Lin family's ancestral tombs had a genealogy record. They fetched the record and Wangcai looked it over; it dated back to the third year of the Republic of China. The record stopped there, meaning the genealogy ended with Great Uncle's generation. The record clearly stated that once the burial ground was filled, they should seek out another master.
Ayi, who had cast the roaring thousand birds, also collapsed to the ground, exhausted, and Yuan Jiu and the others hurriedly helped him up. Leaning on Yuan Jiu, Ayi slowly walked over to my side. I was also leaning on Xue and the others, barely managing to support my body.
Over the past decade or so, he had kept to himself and behaved properly. However, Constable Tu was more or less aware of what went on around Head Escort Lu.
The women were eating in the room next to the kitchen, connected by a door which was also where everyone usually had their meals.
No one could resist such a great beauty, especially since Su Yi knew that Shangguan Mengxi was even his elder by generation.
Jingxian's anger surged from his heart and courage welled up from his gut; he lunged forward, grabbed the red parrot by its hair with one hand, and slapped it hard across the face several times with the other. The slaps made the red parrot see stars and spin around in dizziness. "Oh, my mother, I'm going to get rich! Why else would everything in front of me be spinning with gold?"
Facing Shotaro Shiratori, who was beginning to panic at the impending destruction of the world, and Kayoko Shiratori, whose brain seemed to have been completely occupied by this explosive piece of information and was unable to react, Keima Katsuragi nodded solemnly.
Faced with Yukimura Aguri's question, Koro-sensei fell into a deep silence, not answering immediately. This silence clearly indicated that Yukimura Aguri's guess was correct.
To the left and right of the scar-faced middle-aged man, two middle-aged men wearing imposing armor subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva when they saw the arrow in the box, attempting to ease their inner fear in this way.
Qian Ruhai carried Huang Rong back to the shore, traveling all the way to Niujia Village. Upon seeing the tavern, he could not help but sigh with emotion.
Everyone looked at Liu Ruoxin with envy, but no one dared to say anything. After all, Liu Ruoxin was destined for him, and giving the first pill to her was only natural.
An indescribable murderous intent erupted from her upright posture, striking that brain which was slowly recovering its ability to think, instantly filling Yuzaki Kaori's mind with visions of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
With that, he nodded slightly to the Marshal. Then he stood up and walked toward the door together with Dale.
However, he truly had no way out, but this was not an emotional issue that "outsiders" like them could interfere with in the first place, so he did not feel discouraged by his helplessness.