Chapter 90: The Return of Old Master Su

Su Nian’nian threw herself into Wu Di’s arms, her face full of grievance, which made Wu Di’s heart ache unbearably. His expression had already turned ashen.

“You’d better let go right now, kid! Or I’ll make sure you can’t stay in Licheng another day!” the leading man threatened. He didn’t recognize Ye Feng, nor did he notice Wu Di behind him.

Hearing this, Ye Feng grew even angrier, his hands tensing...

After all that happened, Ke Yuequan immediately prepared to use his lightness skill to escape, but just as he suspected, Ning Weihui made a move against him, blocking his path.

Afanse didn’t even get to finish his sentence before he fell silent. It turned out Feng Wanli was pointing at the pile of magic stones beside him. Afanse understood everything at once.

From eight ravines, cavalry from each tribe charged out, raising clouds of dust that soared into the blue sky. In the midst of the swirling desert sand, the sudden crash of falling boulders resounded, followed by the screams of many, the pounding hooves coming to an abrupt halt, and the anxious neighing of horses rose and fell in succession.

Jackson signed a huge contract just like Yang Rui, wanting to prove he was worth the money, but he ended up failing.

In reality, Huang Tiexin had always gotten along well with Zhao Zhengce; every meeting was warm and filled with concern.

Another ten minutes passed before the news broadcast finally ended. For Huang Qingming, those ten minutes felt interminable—longer than any he’d ever experienced.

Several times, A’Jiu tried to scold Feilong into stopping, but the dragon couldn’t help but sneak another lick. Anxious, she raised her hand to strike, yet was softened by Feilong’s feeble, tearful look, and could only comfort it with gentle words. She said everything she could to coax it, but even if the dragon understood, how could it possibly restrain itself?

Geiger hurried back to defend the basket, but Willis had already made his move, pivoting and scoring with a close-range hook over Geiger.

The Dao Ancestor, Hongjun, established the heavenly order with the law of space. Zhang Bainin and Bai Suzhen aspired to be supreme rulers of the Three Realms like the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, which required the utmost yin and yang. Zhang Bainin, possessing the Nine Suns body, had no problem, but Bai Suzhen was not the embodiment of pure yin.

Seeing the Ninth Prince remain silent for a long time, as if he already understood the other’s choice, the emperor sighed deeply.

In fact, Zhang Ning had already noticed beforehand that something seemed slightly off about Zhang Jiao’s body.

At first he thought the character was made up of lines, but when he rewrote it this time, he accidentally enlarged the “character” on the virtual screen.

Meanwhile, the broadcast studios prepared for television stations from various countries at the stadium began operations at that very moment.

He suddenly felt an indescribable fear rise within him. But the object of his fear was not others—it was himself.

Li Guohao pondered for a moment after hearing this. Seeing Huo Zheng’s earnest expression, he gritted his teeth and agreed. But just as he did, he caught a faint smile at the corner of Huo Zheng’s lips, and a sudden unease gripped his heart.

“Karl, new member of the Cloud Research Institute, specializes in astrophysics, with unique insights on wormhole models.”

Actually, even if they didn’t leave, other players’ helmet cameras could still see them. When players moved, they could avoid them just as easily. But since they’d died, it was better to exit the instance—at least it would give others more room to move.

Yuxuan glanced to both sides. Was he still hung up about what happened yesterday? He really was infatuated. Luckily, she’d seen this before—she knew she was both talented and attractive, but being stared at so intently, did he have some unsavory intent? Better draw the curtains and focus on the lesson.

When he entered the shop, he hadn’t made any preparations. If he were unconscious for five days, someone might notice.

It was the beginning of the lunar month. Halfway on their journey, mother and son found night had already fallen. Qi Jingtao slowed his pace, letting his mother follow behind at a gentle walk.