Chapter 18: Long Street Slaughterhouse (13)

Yet this monster seemed capable of immunizing against all skills, dissolving whatever damage was dealt to it. Relying on his "Gliding Boots," Sett ran through the air, keeping his head lowered as much as possible to avoid looking directly at the increasingly orange sunset. Liu Yi muttered to himself, feeling that he might have underestimated this ninth young master whose presence was exceedingly faint. Qiqi's words gave everyone a great deal of confidence. Taking the supplies she provided, the three of them began trying to tunnel new passages through the stone; after all, they could not remain in a room destined to be flooded. Jiang Chen cursed under his breath. Although this body possessed a formidable physical frame, it was ultimately that of an ordinary person and could not withstand such exhaustion. The Great Priestess frowned slightly. Looking at Zhao Jia, who appeared to have lost his wits to beauty, she felt a slight urge to summon the Eastern Lord, but ultimately restrained herself. Nor did she believe she would ever love anyone; ever since Du Yiqiu's passing, she knew clearly that romance was the most hypocritical and unreliable thing in the world. Immediately afterward, her gaze shifted to Li Wu; perhaps she could learn something about Zhao Jia from this "acquaintance." The cake of Kowloon was simply too enormous; until the very last step and the moment of life or death, they were truly unwilling to give it up. However, because someone had been bitten and died from mutation, the atmosphere within this hastily assembled team was extremely gloomy. Perhaps due to his deep affection for Lin Ye, Iron Nose could not understand Old Fu's attitude and intended to seek help from Mo Fangyuan. Especially those who had joined the Clear Mirror Bureau later; they found it difficult to comprehend Chen Yu's methods. Relying on his knowledge and experience, coupled with the current situation, Mo Fangyuan once again found a potential solution to the problem. The depth of the underground transportation network was standardized by the average surface height of the Cube Kingdom, situated between fifty and sixty blocks below. "Hmph! I am a descendant of Leiding of the Qiang tribe. Back when the Martial Monarch beheaded Xiahou Yuan at Mount Dingjun, our tribe also contributed meritorious service..." Before Lebu could finish his sentence, an arrow struck his other uninjured leg squarely. Mu An'an clenched her teeth tightly, her mouth filled with a fishy, sweet taste of blood, yet she acted as if she felt nothing at all.

And the Evil Eye nowadays shared many similarities with this method in various aspects. Diluc was also aware of the ways of God-sealing, and Nanshuo strongly suspected that the Second Harbinger of the Fatui, the Dotor, was either a successor of that ancient civilization or had obtained the classical secret manual of the "Ascension Ritual." At that moment, he suddenly felt that the protective magical artifact on his body was perhaps not so reliable after all. Although human labor was said to be the most important resource in the Cube Kingdom, in reality, the importance of other supplies was by no means inferior to human resources. After strolling around the market yesterday, Yan'er wanted to go out again today. Upon hearing this, Chen Feng hurriedly made up an excuse to brush her off. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to sacrifice Clone No. 2 to eliminate Tian Dian that night, even after securing the initiative of a surprise attack. Moreover, with Central Asia severely lacking in chemical products, Ji Donglai had no choice but to choose the West between the two. By the time they reached their senior year, Chiori also became pregnant and held a wedding. The friends attending felt somewhat numb because they experienced an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. "I like Darling, what does that have to do with propriety?" Iros's golden hair swayed slightly as she looked puzzled. She had no intention of arguing with Sakurai Chiori, instead continuing to gaze at Sato Shin with sparkling eyes. Intuition told Ruan Yu that Lin Wan'er definitely harbored ill intentions by proactively suggesting a trip to Lianfu Temple at this time. I truly did not expect her to react so intensely, but upon second thought, having finally found an opportunity to climb to the summit only to run into us—any team would find that difficult to accept. I got into the car driven by Yang Mengzhu, but since she was physically weak, the task of driving fell to me. Next, he genuinely planned to go on a date with this blonde girl, primarily to find out what on earth she was here for. Seeing them, Fang Shiwei waved as well, turned her head to tell Xiao Jianfeng, "Jianfeng, let's sit over there," and walked toward their direction. Seeing so many people, Xiao Jianfeng lagged half a step behind Fang Shiwei, having no choice but to foolishly follow along. Even if everyone taken away by Li Youzhe gave their complete loyalty to him, the moment Ji Donglai fired just two of them, that faction would immediately collapse. Only a fool would offend their direct supervisor for the sake of a so-called leader, so Ji Donglai was not worried in the least. "In just a single night, nearly ten residences within Jin Du city were razed to the ground, and outside the city there are still..." He leisurely folded the paper, then gripped it tightly in his palm, his already dark complexion instantly replaced by a gloomy shade. She really had grown capable; she didn't know what method she used to persuade Zhang Zhuo to send someone else instead. Could it have been that she left Juren?

"Zhang Hua, what is this thing?" Seeing Zhang Hua gulp down a bottle of bubbling black liquid, Alice pointed at the cola bottle in his hand with great curiosity. "You haven't even listened to my brother's conditions yet, why are you leaving directly? It's not like it's any troublesome matter; you could just consider it doing a favor." Mo Fanlin grabbed Su Yumin's arm anxiously, trying to force her to stay. At this stage, besides Dacheng, the only industrial enterprise Classmate Zhang owned was the new energy plant. Outsiders certainly could not be allowed into the factory, so he could only keep Dacheng hanging like this for now. Such an outcome was naturally what the Blood Fiend Hall wished to see. Furthermore, a reward of one thousand contribution points was not considered a significant matter for the Blood Fiend Hall. Listening to the servant's description, Ye Ningbai searched her memory, but to no avail. Among the circles she frequented, very few people were of this age. Hearing this, Ye Xing shook his head and said nonchalantly. He temporarily did not wish to share his thoughts with Ye Hou and the others; regardless of whether they believed him or not, voicing them would not change a thing and was entirely meaningless. The next moment, as if having figured something out, Feng Ning immediately put down the wine glass in his hand and rushed straight back to his room. "Is that so? You've already been to several worlds? I reckon you've probably only been to one!" Hanpo loosened his grip and slowly sat back down in his seat. He was instructing Jiang Lijun on how to become a qualified manager, believing that as long as Jiang Lijun applied a little effort and pondered carefully, many experiences would gradually be figured out. Pine Cypress Green pulled half a blade of grass from somewhere, biting it ruffly and revealing the tips of sharp teeth, and let out a cold snort at those words. This hug was indeed a bit long; the display of affection caused Professor's mouth to pull down into an inverted V, immediately diminishing a large portion of the favorable impression she had just built toward Tang Junchi. Yet she still feigned patience as she patted his shoulder. And these trivial nags, to two people residing in completely different countries separated by an entire Pacific Ocean, were perhaps the finest expressions of their feelings for one another.