31 Continuing the Famine Exodus

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Even now, Ryan had not forgotten the entire time Elena’s delicate face had remained shrouded in darkness when he left.
In an empty, desolate space, Xu Wanjun seized the moment before the four bishops could react, his saber already flying toward them in a deadly arc.
Yin Wu Juexuan, who had never witnessed the true power of Xu Wanjun and Qiu Kela, was unaware of the terrifying strength they displayed—though this was only a fraction of their full power. He only saw Xu Wanjun appear and vanish suddenly, accompanied by a spell that dispersed people; he could not yet grasp the vast difference in their abilities.
At the fifteenth minute, with a deft "fried meatball" move, he broke free from the encirclement of McManaman and Brown, drawing Dean out of the defensive line and perfectly threading a pass to Dudù, who surged forward.
Though today’s opponents couldn’t outmatch Brentford in midfield, when they focused on defense, they truly proved a challenge to their adversaries.
Xu Hongyi shuddered at the greasy hand that had groped his rear and the mouth that had come perilously close to kissing his cheek, feeling an instant wave of nausea.
The opponents allowed no respite for Brentford; in the 26th round of the league, Brentford suffered a 0-2 defeat away to Brighton.
Lia nodded, half understanding. For her, moving pictures were still more interesting, but her father’s tone had grown stern, so she dared not argue.
Watching Ji Tiantian walk away, she clenched her fists tightly, her eyes filled with a cold, fierce determination.
Jiang Rumei noticed that Shang Haoran seemed to harbor little attachment or regret, and inexplicably, her mood soured.
Xu Jing and Wu Sipei, who were sipping tea while listening to Liu Tian’s words, both suddenly spat out their tea in surprise.
Upon hearing the call of the Hidden Celestial Wolf, it leapt upward, immediately springing onto a plum blossom stake eight meters above the ground.

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Regardless of their thoughts on Wu Jiuzhou losing the championship, neither of the two would utter a word of blame at this moment.
“Brother Du, you’re skilled. Could you use the Soul Intent Fusion technique to directly instill this cultivation method into her consciousness? For example, including my own cultivation insights,” Ye Bufei inquired.
Xu Feng was annoyed. After all, they were classmates, yet he felt the personal attacks were uncalled for. Such sarcasm was truly detestable.
“Enough talk. I’ll tell you how to use the login card and won’t disturb you further.” Having stayed long enough, Xu Feng explained the precautions for using the login card to Zheng Yang, then everyone left the spatial orb.
Among them were two very special batches—several layers of genetic potions stacked behind two counters. One counter was filled with 213 bottles of primary genetic potions Xu Feng had exchanged, while Xiaoxiao had acquired 34 bottles of intermediate genetic potions.
No one knew the conversation between Professor Su and Elder Liu, but at this moment, Han Shengqi and Chen Ye sat before the chessboard, arranging their pieces.
Qin Feng’s suspicion deepened. Since the old man’s escape last time, they hadn’t met, so how did he know about his affairs?
Zhang Yanran slipped the gift box into her bag, pulled out her phone to snap photos from all angles, even coaxing Li Xiulian into a group selfie. She ran her fingers over the necklace on her neck before finally putting the phone away, though her keen eyes caught the necklace around Li Xiulian’s neck as well.
Having heard of the Buddha’s teachings for five hundred years, albeit a demon, Lǜ È understood the Buddha’s power of saving lives surpasses even the grandeur of the seven-tiered stupa. Without hesitation, she rescued the young man who had fallen halfway up the mountain, trapped in a tree.
“My lord, you are truly mistaken. I simply enjoy being with Empress Dowager Xia. If you don’t mind, I’ll go again tomorrow.” I patted the pillow and imitated him by resting my head on my arm.
For some reason, looking into Qian Ye’s solemn eyes, even Qin Feng’s unyielding spirit wavered slightly. He instinctively took a few steps back, his heart pounding with unease.
Hao Shuang had already used two fake wards and one true ward to monitor the river’s vision and the enemy’s red zone. If the opposing jungler Mantis attempted a gank, it would inevitably be spotted by these wards.

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While everyone was puzzled, the boisterous Pantheon suddenly made a move that shocked all.
The grand hall buzzed with lively chatter. The proud elder who had spoken earlier did not join the discussion but stood staring blankly at the screen, captivated by Ling Yue Ling Xue’s image.
Though the battle in Tiandu City was not yet over, the tide had clearly turned. The Tang army had breached the city, unstoppable, while the Celestial Empire’s forces stubbornly defended the inner city with fierce resistance.
From this moment on, Luo Yunxiao had dispatched Zhu Muxia and twenty brothers to monitor him around the clock, preparing to utterly disgrace and frame him. Of course, this was to be revealed later.
What disgusted everyone now were the vile words spoken by Zhao Xian, a despicable wretch. Sighing deeply, it was terrifying to ponder; better not to think about it for now.
What pained him was the fact that he had “actually forgotten,” that he “could allow himself to forget”—the guilt toward Xie Jingchen and toward the twin children born of dragon and phoenix.
Thus, setting aside his family background and status, his fate now rested squarely on his own shoulders. Jia Jiayu and Yao Qiuyun were bound to fight fiercely, spilling blood over the matter.
Now I understood—the reason he had agreed to help was layered with these motives. At the same time, I couldn’t help but feel sympathy for Li Zhisheng’s background. For a moment, not only I but even Li Zhisheng himself was left speechless.