Volume 1, Chapter 61: Half a Year Later

These players from Sector 036, who belonged to the same group as Hu Hao, had suffered heavy losses after a day of combat, with many of them reduced to critically low health collectively.

She heard that it was originally scheduled to take place at the end of last month, but was later postponed to this month for certain reasons.

Thousands of refugees gathered around the city, a sight that deeply distressed Fang Ling, yet left him completely helpless. He could only dispatch soldiers to provide some meager rations that fell far short of what was needed.

Seeing that the song seemed to require no worry on his part, and knowing that should any real trouble arise, Liu Qingqian—who paid much closer attention to these matters than he did—would surely inform him, Wang Xuan stopped dwelling on it.

One could easily imagine that if Jiang Qiao had abandoned Du Yufen back then and returned to Chengdu to develop his career, he certainly would not have fallen far behind his elder brothers.

"It's good that you can think that way; what is there for you to be anxious about, then?" Tang Yanchuan could tell from her expression that she was indeed taking the matter quite lightly now.

Nevertheless, seeing that Wang Xuan was thinking of her and insisting on not going, she still felt a little happy inside, a warm sensation blooming in her heart.

And by that time, Zhu Yuanzhang would no longer be around; without that ruthlessness, certain things simply could not be stopped.

As for an ungrateful wretch like Banggen, no matter how poorly his life turned out, Qin Huairu was still the mother who bore and raised him, and she had never abandoned him even during the poorest times.

"Mother is right; I went astray long ago," Xie Jianing said, turning her face away to avoid looking at Shen Rong.

Furthermore, this place was not a martial arts arena under the watchful eyes of the public. Once Paradise Lost was unleashed, let alone the butcher, even the Grim Reaper himself would not be feared.

Steam rose from their bodies, making them look like steamed buns fresh out of the steamer.

Meanwhile, the zombie hiding in the spatial dimension watched the entire process of Jin Jiang cremating the zombies on the ground, two lines of tears streaming from its ash-gray eyes.

The excited Chubby was shaking so violently in both hands while presenting the master-respect tea.

Until this day, when Bailing came to visit Meng Xiuyuan once more, Meng Xiuyuan had already formed the intention of bidding farewell. He wished to seize the moment while his physical condition was still acceptable to set off immediately, lest delays bring complications.

The activity room was located at the rear right of Building Number Two, right against the stairwell. For convenience, Ning Ruosi simply slipped in through the back door, bypassed the stairs, and headed straight from the teaching building out to the school gate.

He had thought that a place as reasonable as the capital, home to so many practitioners, would not mind a casual remark or two.

Seeing that the matter was already settled, Bai Jinniu shook her head helplessly, offered a reminder to get some rest early, and returned to her room.

The curse seal placed on Jing Tianming by the Yin-Yang School was extremely simple; it might fool ordinary people, but trying to fool him would probably take another hundred million years.

After a long while, she finally released Bibi Ming. She noticed the look in Hu Liena's eyes from behind, but ignored it. She knew about Hu Liena, as Bibi Ming had mentioned her to her.

Holding the token bestowed by the abbot, Wuchen encountered no obstacles along the way and arrived at a corner on the third floor.

This was nothing that could be compared to anything on the Dou大陆; it was something that did not belong to this continent, something that should never have appeared here, yet here it had arrived.

At this moment, he clenched his teeth tightly, veins bulging on his forehead, his face flushed red, and droplets of sweat trickled down his cheeks.

Mo Fan's origins were as enigmatic as a mystery—his parents unknown, his background unknown, the reason for his enmity unknown, and even his exact age unknown.

The local news media described the city-shocking incident using terms like hell and demons, believing that only demons could commit such a monstrous and horrific act.

The ground churned incessantly once more, this time producing thirty-two silver puppets, possessing the strength of the eighth tier of Earth-searing realm.

That was the so-called number one figure in the pugilistic world, as well as a powerhouse of real authority in the Sui Dynasty second only to Emperor Yang Guang.

These people must never be allowed to delve deeply into everything; if they were to investigate further, all the issues would prove extremely grave.

Are you still reading? Fine, I'll wait for you to finish flipping through. At this speed, it won't take much time anyway. Didn't I wait for you for so long before? I don't mind a little longer.

"Ha ha! No, absolutely not, ha ha ha, I've finally found it! Ha ha." Upon receiving confirmation, Long Baiquan was overjoyed, the wrinkles on his face bunching up in a broad smile.

With that, he pinched his nose and gulped down two large mouthfuls, immediately feeling dizzy and ethereal as if about to dance and ascend to the immortals. Instead, he staggered, sat down heavily on the ground, and flushed a deep red.

As for that fairy, she certainly would not deign to look at such things and thus couldn't be bothered to clean them up, which happened to be to the advantage of a professional scavenger like myself.

As for Zhao Kuo, needless to say, as the proud son of the esteemed Lord Mafu, it was impossible for him to condescend to submit to others.

Whichever the case might be, they shouldn't have been able to escape. If they were powerful, escaping was unnecessary; and if they were foolish, how would they even know to escape?

Feng Yangguang recognized the voice that spoke this time; it belonged to the person whose voice he had heard at the very beginning.

"Yes... you're right, I contracted early-stage bone marrow cancer, and I need his marrow to save me," Wang Chongshan roared involuntarily.

Wang Jianjun, who had tagged along just to watch the excitement, was one of the gloating and deeply resentful spectators. At present, however, he was watching with eyes glued to the scene, mixed with internal grief and indignation.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, spare my life, Your Majesty!" The voice was terribly wretched, echoing through the Piaoxiang Palace. Yet Nangong Tian showed no reaction whatsoever, simply continuing to pick up his chopsticks and eat his meal.

With his mind tangled in a complete mess, Gida roared, raised his tachi, and instinctively slashed at the beaver beast once again.

In the same scene as before, Rorafer caught Erza's flying slash with his right hand, while pulling his other hand back into his abdomen and thrusting his shoulder forward.