45 Secret Realm

However, Li Chen did not go to sleep right away. Instead, he quietly stepped back out, stood with his hands behind his back, and gazed into the distant moonlit sky, seemingly lost in thought.

Naturally, following the usual routine, He Fei, Cheng Ying, Zhao Ping, and Zhang Hu took their seats in the second row. However, since the second row was already nearly full and the two of them lacked the courage to sit in the first row, Yao Fujiang and Luo Yuan ultimately chose to squeeze in with the newcomers in the third row.

He did this precisely to expose his weaknesses to the First Emperor of Qin on purpose, using a greedy demeanor to show that he harbored no ambitions regarding military power, thereby setting Ying Zheng's mind at ease.

Besides, when he chose to follow Pang Xiao, it was because he knew Pang Xiao was a discerning man. Since Pang Xiao had already made his decision, all he needed to do now was to help Pang Xiao execute matters properly.

Unfortunately, once the grand formation was activated, it completely cut off all external auras. Muyi could not perceive even a fraction of it, and could only vaguely make out some scenes of combat—though it was far too blurry to be of any use whatsoever.

Oh my god, having to support her all the way up to the tenth floor—wouldn't that literally exhaust a person to death? But since he had already brought her to her doorstep, it wouldn't look good to just leave her here unattended, right? Tired as he might be, he would just treat himself as hired labor for the day. Who told him to be so unlucky as to run into this kind of mess?

The original riverbed was now exposed and dry, split by a fissure from which the culprit continuously sucked away the river water.

"Master, the God-Level Gacha System has been activated for you. Would you like to draw a prize?" The mechanical voice sounded in Zhang Xiehou's ear once again.

"Understood, you may head out first." Upon hearing Left Hand's report, Granny Yu instructed him to wait outside.

As soon as Zheng Xuan finished speaking, He Fei unzipped his bag the very next moment, pulling out three pistols and several ammunition magazines.

Huo Xiao felt his heartbeat accelerate and his hormones surge. Even the first investment project he successfully completed back then had never made him feel this kind of excitement.

The most captivating aspect of Heavenly Arts was the ability to peek into the future, but precisely because of this defying power, the user would suffer terrifying backlash.

I like Yan Xiu. Even though I have never been in a relationship, I can still sense how my emotions fluctuate because of him. Clearly feeling happy, my mood would suddenly sink after hearing certain words; feeling a sense of discontent upon hearing other remarks; yet feeling immense joy whenever he treated me well.

Fang Tianqi was extremely surprised that Lin Qing actually knew about poisonous insects, considering he himself had no knowledge of them and had never even heard of them before.

It was fine now; he had just felt a brief urge to mock Ye Chen for not stirring up trouble—he had almost missed it and felt unaccustomed to it—only for Ye Chen to immediately jump out and slap him in the face.

Students who were in urgent need of Blood Crystal Cards would choose to sell their valuable possessions on the black market.

In truth, only Lin Qing herself knew clearly that all of these were earned through her own sweat and blood.

Without even sparing a glance at the delegation from Wa, Ye Chen took a seat in a chair under the guidance of the staff, lowering his head in silence and completely ignoring the Wa delegation.

The scarcity of capable men under his command resulted in his power failing to reach every corner of the city.

Wang Song merely glanced at him and walked straight toward Qin Haos side. Li Ergou was instantly startled, a bad premonition gripping his heart.

The man in the dream seemed both familiar and distant. Walking along, they drifted apart. Awakening from the dream, An Ming opened his eyes, furrowing his brow in quiet contemplation for a long while.

Actually, An Ming just did not want to let himself stay idle. Although he knew his demands were utterly ridiculous—matters like training matches—well, tell him, how could one get through the days without training? It was agonizing not being able to see the person you longed to see every day, understand?

However, before those words could be fully uttered, that giant hand had already pierced through his skull. There was no expected gushing of blood, nor any torn flesh.

The gods were astonished, and God's face shifted. "Why? Are you dissatisfied with the duty you are assigned today?" The Heavenly Lord's generals were the commanders of all armies under the divine rule. Why would you have any other reason?

Biss looked at Qiongsi and let out a gentle sigh. She reached out and stroked Qiongsi's head, just as she used to do. Qiongsi did not dodge either, letting her stroke her hair. She felt as though she had returned to the past, back to the days before the Queen Mother forced her second elder sister.

"It's starting." Out of nowhere came that single utterance, and only then did the crowd realize that the Bug Master had not been looking this way; at this moment, he was staring fixedly at the draft and ban interface on the screen.

However, Mu Zhen did not eat much. After consuming almost only the piece of bread handed to her by Xue Gao, she ate nothing more. Noting Mu Zhen's abnormality, Xue Gao could find no way to voice his concerns.

"Fine, whatever. I'm going back to the dorm to sleep." He Jiasheng was not a fool. Old Zhao had clearly handed them an opportunity; if he failed to seize it, he would truly be a fool.

Han Feifei did not feel that Rong Qian's obvious actions were fake. It was precisely because she sensed them that she felt so immensely astonished. For the first time, Rong Qian took a step back, and initially, she had thought it was unintentional.

Just as everyone was busy saving others and rescuing themselves, an excited shout suddenly awakened those who had been feeling somewhat anxious.

On second thought, however, as the saying goes: a blessing in disguise. Fame and income are forever directly proportional. Although he previously held the title of King of Assassins, that was merely mutual flattery among peers in the underworld, which naturally fell far short of the official authority wielded by the gaming administration.

Gongsun Fan furrowed his brows tightly, his right hand continuously rubbing his chin as he pondered the problem.

He spoke these words in the depths of his heart, an expression of desolation involuntarily appearing on his face. He lifted the carriage curtain to gaze at the bustling people on the street, his expression unreadable as he continued living an utterly ordinary life. Wu Zetian's imperial presence in Hangzhou had not brought excessive excitement or joy to the city.