51 Thank You (Bug Catching)

The Black Sea is boundless, containing countless peerless treasures. As long as ordinary martial artists can survive coming out of the Black Sea, they might just bring back a most ordinary stone, or they might achieve overnight wealth.

The sky outside was gradually darkening. Frum did not linger; clutching the potion, he dashed out swiftly. He had to return to the lower district before sunset, back to that cluster of shacks flickering with candlelight at the foot of the mountain.

The very existence of the Primordial World seemed tailored to accelerate the cultivation of Great Luo Golden Immortals. The slight sense of tearing that Nian Ji felt upon advancing to the Primordial Grand Unity Primeval Great Luo Golden Immortal made Ming He increasingly sense that profound secrets lay hidden within the Primordial World.

Cao Ge harbored immense ambition. He not only wanted to expand his enterprise overseas, but even desired a stake in every single nation. He harbored no fear of the coalition forces of other countries; he believed that as long as he seized the right moment, he could attain everything he desired—it was merely a matter of time.

Therefore, although they played a tremendous role in the battles, they also paid a heavy price, suffering numerous casualties.

With those words, Guo Deqiang grabbed his cell phone and dialed Li Jing's number right away, but after calling several times in a row, the line was always busy.

When Long Fei rushed to the hospital room, Arthur was writhing in agony on the bed, and a nurse was preparing to give him an intramuscular injection of morphine. For over ten days, this was how Arthur had managed his pain.

Li Jing'er shook her head, feeling utterly bewildered. The biggest issue was causing her agonizing distress—the repair cost of one hundred and thirty thousand made her heart ache.

Yet who would have expected the other party to flip the table first? There was no helping that. Since things could no longer end amicably and the pretense had been shattered, each would simply go their own separate ways.

Jingwu and Stars University still had a second round of matches to play. The martial arts academies' grand tournament was not yet over, and the teams from various martial academies were still stationed at Longhai University.

Li Ningyu's successive praises made Lu Haodong and Zhu Guiquan feel rather embarrassed. Yet looking into Li Ningyu's clear eyes, everyone knew that his words came straight from the heart rather than out of mere politeness.

A flash of black crystal, followed by another flash from the black crystal at the peak, sent a beam of black illusory light soaring straight up, and another black disk appeared above the Bowl City.

"Alright, if something like this happens again next time, I will definitely call you immediately and report my situation to you," she quickly said.

"No one is allowed to hurt you, because I wouldn't be able to bear it. He—cannot." The gun in his hand was still held firmly in his grip.

Li Ningyu's words were very direct, because he was a soldier to his very core, and the other party was a soldier as well. Therefore, he had no need for beating around the bush; getting straight to the point was the most practical approach.

"I want to hear the truth." Her hands suddenly clamped onto his face, forcefully compelling him to raise his head and look directly at her.

"Hey, what are you doing? This is a brick-and-wood structure; it's going to catch fire!" I cried out in alarm. Was he so unhappy that he wanted to burn down someone else's house?

Qiu Shaoze merely glanced briefly. Upon entering the Yan residence, there was only one main gate to pass through, and standing guard at the entrance were seven or eight men. From the rugged yet righteous aura emanating from them, Qiu Shaoze could be certain that these were definitely retired special forces soldiers.

"No, I'm very happy," he said. Yes, after the initial shock subsided, this joy burst open in his heart. Being able to marry and have children with his predestined soulmate was the happiest thing in the world for members of the Jun family.

"I won't disturb you; I'll stay obediently to the side. Or you can just consider me hired—I still know how to do a lot of things, and I might even be able to help you," Han Lianyi insisted.

"Didn't Yihan get married long ago? His son is already three years old, and he comes to see you every week. Haven't you been holding your great-grandson for ages!" Yun Yixuan said dismissively.

She sent Chen Qi a message asking for leave, then turned off her phone and wandered aimlessly down the street, having no idea how long she had been walking. It wasn't until her foot stepped on something sharp that sent a piercing pain through her heart that she realized her legs were already aching with exhaustion.

Uncles and aunts of all relations had originally stood up to leave, but seeing Qian Yi arrive, they squatted back down, every word they spoke earnest and well-meaning.

Cheng Wulang had also been exhausted beyond measure these past two days; not only had he gotten no rest, but he had also been laboring with intensely focused concentration. Cheng Wulang reached out and pressed his fingers against his younger sister's pulse. The very moment he made contact, Cheng Wulang's previously slumping body straightened up instantly, giving Leng Ye a sudden start.

Naturally, no one would do something without any benefit, so the Martial God had left his Undying Scripture of the Martial God at the sealing site. If one wanted it, the process was simple: re-seal the extraterrestrial demons, and then take it away.

Anyone a little older knew that back in the day, Leng Dayang had relied solely on a broad saber, pursuing the enemy chieftain single-handedly on horseback for nearly a hundred miles before finally severing the enemy leader's head. From then on, any enemy commanders who fought against Leng Dayang could only issue commands from inside their tents and never dared to show their faces.

"Take care, Second Concubine." Ao Yingxue was considered an elder to Qiao Meijin, so Qiao Meijin politely escorted her to the doorway.

After finishing all this, Yan Xu also fell into self-doubt. Because of him, this plane, which possessed at least several millennia of lifespan, would be completely destroyed within a mere hundred years, and countless living beings in this plane would perish as a result.

Having said that, she gave Tang Bingbing a sideways glance. Everyone understood the general meaning, and Lord Mu could not help but smile. Yingying stuck out her tongue, made a funny face at Leng Ye, and then followed the Grand Princess away.

Yet within the span of just a few days, the bruised, dark hue on Liu Huai's face grew even thicker, and his lips took on a faint purplish tinge.

Gong Ming had drunk some alcohol this night—not much, just a few mouthfuls. Yet those mere few mouthfuls were enough to make him so drunk he didn't even know who he was.