Chapter 117: The Situation Settles

The Lords of the Centaurus, Perseus, Cetus, and Canes Venatici galaxies, stationed at the border, all turned pale with fury.

Under normal circumstances, Ling Feng would have turned and left, but today he was unexpectedly cooperative, eating with great appetite.

The Source Tree fruit had been snatched away. Lu Fang had gone to great lengths to trap the intruder, but after a fierce exchange, the opponent broke through the encirclement and fled far away.

The main hall had been filled with the sound of chatter, but the moment news of the Xu family woman's arrival spread, everyone turned to look.

Jin Yun was completely sober now; she scratched her head and tried to leave, but Madame Jin Jiang would not let her off so easily.

His facial paralysis had temporarily improved, and a fierce aura emerged. Treading on the soccer ball, he stared intently at Yuan Dongshuai, who posed the greatest threat to him.

According to the estimates of General Anguo, who had been on the front lines, the southern army’s thousand-man unit suffered the heaviest losses in the Big Rock District, with casualties estimated at no fewer than three hundred.

"Then call Ye Gan out..." He Chaoqiong had already considered this method, which was why she came to Las Vegas to keep an eye on him.

If he truly caused a disturbance, he might not only be punished but likely driven out entirely. He had finally managed to settle down in one place and really did not want to lose this job.

Shen Boru and Luo Shang felt as though the past three days were like years, but at long last, they had finally passed.

This was his first time in over twenty years that he could spend a peaceful New Year with his family. He wanted to be with them and experience the feeling of the holiday, so he hoped not to be disturbed—especially since the Spring Festival was now only a short time away.

The fifty-mile journey was a mere instant for the sand bandits, who traveled using their light-body techniques.

Mo Siyou suddenly opened her eyes, two sharp, cold gazes like those of a hawk shooting from them, and she strode toward the town. Ziyuan, jolted from her myriad thoughts, hurried to catch up.

"How much defense and health does your main force's Gold-Swallower have?" Zhao Sen asked. If Yini’s team was an elite squad, it wouldn't hurt to go along; the loot dropped by the Wind-Bone Sky Demon Lord was quite good, especially for his current level.

After a long while, seeing that the servants of the Prince Qing’s mansion were busy with their own tasks and showed no intention of comforting her, she had no choice but to squat down, pick up the gold hairpin from the ground, and pin it back into her hair. Acting as if nothing had happened, she turned and walked into the side chamber.

Ling Yuwei felt a flicker of surprise; judging by Nangong Jin’er’s words, it seemed Nangong Ye had done something to hurt her.

"Is there anyone as silly as you? I’m the one who washed your clothes, so of course your wallet and phone are on the table in the third-floor bedroom. I turned your phone off, though—I was afraid it would disturb your sleep. I’m quite thoughtful toward you, aren't I?" Chen Sisi said, batting her eyelashes at Feihu.

Mo Xiaoran raised an eyebrow noncommittally, waiting for her follow-up. Surely this person hadn't walked all the way over just to toast her with a single drink?

In the car, Huo Hanxiao felt the corners of his thin lips rise involuntarily upon hearing Jiang Fanxing’s fierce tone.

Ever since they disembarked, Xiao Zhuo’s attention had never truly left Zhong Wanyan, even when his gaze wandered elsewhere. Seeing her smile at him now, he couldn't help but smile back.

It was the first time in two lifetimes she had been called "Yanyan," and Zhong Wanyan’s cheeks flushed instantly, causing her to miss the rest of what Xiao Zhuo was saying.

Jingjing did not know that his father had invited him to dinner, so after breakfast, he went shopping with Sese.

"On my way here, I heard many people calling you a 'Heavenly Pit'," a member of the demon race suddenly spoke, subconsciously flicking a forked tongue as he did so.

The cup landed on the table. This time, Liu Hao held on for a full quarter of an hour before immediately sitting cross-legged to recover his mental energy—or, as it were, his soul power; the two were merely different names for the same thing.

Quan Yihan looked at the man before him, feeling a pang of heartache. After all, they had known each other for so many years; how had things come to this?

Because of that past experience, Lin Momo had grown increasingly cold over the years, only beginning to improve after Qin Haodong appeared—though it was merely an improvement, not a full recovery.

The Ancient Martial Artist Management Association used to handle these matters, but Wang Fan had destroyed it. If he destroyed the association and failed to take responsibility, that would be truly despicable.

Ahead, Mu Jinyuan was stunned. Wasn't it supposed to be a one-on-one duel? Why the sudden change of plan?

Upon hearing Chu Feng’s final words, Sun Qi shivered all over, his drunkenness vanishing instantly.

"Sister! You don't have to leave anymore! You can play with Xuan’er!" Ming Haoxuan’s joy was boundless.

The next morning, to avoid suspicion, Lin Luoluo rose early to cook, while Qin Yi left the house after the meal.

The transport plane stopped before a massive iceberg. Inside the cabin, Annie took out an oval handle and, after a series of operations, the iceberg began to shake and crack. A colossal metal door inside the ice slowly opened, and vast amounts of seawater pulled the transport plane into the structure, leaving bubbles churning on the surface of the sea.