An Accident (13)

Xi Feng nodded and then roughly recounted what he had seen and heard during his two visits to the desert earthen city.

"Certainly, why not? Either I, Qin Heng, do not make a move, but when I do, I will shake the very foundations of Ma'anshan! Boss Chen, rest assured. Once I invest in Chen Diamond, the day you see the diamond empire you built with your own hands return to your grasp is not far off!" Heng's resolute gaze was irresistible.

Seeing Meng Qi's sudden movement, Bella and the others could not help but take a step back, startled by Meng Qi's current state.

Seeing the Black Skull instantly accelerate and charge toward it, the zombie showed no intention of dodging. The moment the Black Skull brushed past it, the zombie reached out and grabbed the rear of the vehicle.

Extreme depression and regret instantly worsened Si Shou's injuries; he spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered all over the ground.

She had once been a supreme emperor, possessing vast knowledge and experience, yet she had never witnessed such a terrifying mystical art. To master this divine art was equivalent to acquiring a ultimate means of self-preservation; even when encountering a pinnacle cultivator of the Dao, one could still escape from their grasp.

Yet sometimes, time is like salt sprinkled upon a wound, causing it to rot away slowly and ache all the more.

Gu Dongming sat on the steps in the courtyard, draped in an old cotton-padded jacket, gazing up at the pitch-black night sky.

Chen Hu's eyes were bloodshot, and the faint wrinkles on his face had deepened considerably. A man in his early forties, he now looked more than a decade older, and the hair at his temples had turned slightly gray. The death of Chen Feipeng was simply too heavy a blow to him.

However, how could Chu Liuxiang lower himself to bicker with him? He acted as if he had heard nothing, maintaining his enthusiastic demeanor as he instructed him on what preparations to make and what methods to use to better please the kindred spirits they were about to meet.

Zhang Yiman's lips trembled as she pointed a finger at Lin Ran, utterly astounded by the other's shamelessness, which shattered her understanding of human nature.

Ye Lan hurriedly turned his head back, only to discover a ghost whose face was so pale it lacked a trace of blood, wearing a horrifying smile as it stared right at him. And the ghost's hand was resting squarely on Ye Lan's shoulder.

"That's wonderful, we've won again! It seems great minds truly think alike." Dajun and the bald man were immensely excited and embraced each other.

At this thought, his heart began to race as he strode forward. As the distance closed, the scents of fragrance and blood grew heavier, and the sounds of combat drew closer. Right at that moment, a massive force struck Yi from the side, causing him to pause briefly. Recovering quickly, he channeled his inner energy and directly shattered the incoming fireball into nothingness.

Yuan Chen materialized a scorching fireball in his right hand, from which a continuous stream of pure yang energy surged; in his left hand, he transformed a holy wheel of lunar radiance, the freezing yin power flowing as peacefully as a river.

Old Severus nodded slightly as Alan passed by him, but because Old Severus always kept his eyes squinted, Alan had no idea where he was looking. Looking around and finding no one else, Alan finally realized the greeting was meant for him.

Of course Xing Yu could not reveal his real name, so he simply fabricated one on the spot. He also knew that Kong Yu's most likely next move would be to demand that he immediately remove the mask from his face.

Upon seeing this, the fur-clad mountain魈 indeed wore a look of delight, scratching its ears and cheeks with a mocking expression. Devoid of refinement, this creature wore its emotions plainly on its surface. Though possessing a sliver of human intelligence, it ultimately retained the mentality of a beast, much like a mischievous child acting entirely on instinct.

He also remarked that meeting was a matter of fate, and since he himself had once suffered a disastrous loss in the jadeite gambling business, he felt an even greater sense of sympathy for her.

However, no one should know him here, and even Liu Neng had never met him, so he was not afraid of being recognized.

Spades A versus Hearts KQ. Evidently, Liang Chen had won the right to bet once more. He hesitated for a few seconds before tentatively calling out a sum of fifty thousand. Er Shao's face darkened slightly, thinking to himself that a rookie was a rookie—was he not afraid he would buy into three Kings and crush him?

"What does this have to do with Arabia?" Aziza reached out to take the blade, but stopped midway.

The person with the most complicated feelings must be the Prime Minister's wife and their eldest son, Lin Ziyu. The mother and son rushed into the ward the moment Liang Chen emerged.

Venomous attack! One could understand it that way. In the realm of botanical cultivation, attacking with poison was not uncommon. Moreover, many of these poisons were instantly fatal, involving venomous vines, toxic insects, and noxious brews comprising thousands of distinct venoms.

It was as if a thin, translucent film separated them from the reality before them. Beyond the film stood Xiang Yu and Lady Yu. Lady Yu danced gracefully with Xiang Yu's sword in hand, while Xiang Yu drank cup after cup of wine, his eyes filled with profound and desolate sorrow.

Hearing Liu Xiaoyu's words, Feng Tianyou finally heaved a sigh of relief. All day long, worrying about his family's cattle, he had tasted his food like sawdust. With Liu Xiaoyu's verdict, he could finally set his mind at ease.

Hou Xian was exceptionally well-behaved today, not daring to let out a loud breath the entire way. Ning Meng sensed something amiss and cast curious glances back and forth between me and Hou Xian.

By now, Yang Wangpeng's car had reached the street corner, coming to a halt in the congested roadway.

If there were no secretive relationship between the two, could the Bloody Fortress of Shishabak have been retaken so easily?

Amidst his loud laughter, Zhang Hongfa sought to strike while the iron was hot by absorbing the second Blood Flame Fruit as well, but the system intervened to stop him. The physical fortitude of his mortal shell had already undergone a leap in progression; if he were to consume another Blood Flame Fruit, the disadvantages would likely outweigh the advantages.

Placing the laptop on the bedroom vanity, Mu Xixi felt her heart being put through an excruciating wringer, aching so intensely it felt raw.

Thinking of this, the two felt their anger flare up even more, yearning to see Xue Ye die a miserable death under Fujiwarazun's sword immediately.

"Brother-in-law, I saw it, I saw it all!" Mei Jiaxing darted forward in a flash, arriving right in front of Liu Ruotian and shouting excitedly.

Zhou坤 had no choice but to take the risk and climb upward, prying open the elevator doors to reach the top of the elevator car, and then scaling the elevator shaft using the extraordinary climbing capabilities of his exoskeleton protective suit. His stamina was being depleted bit by bit.

In her view, Kong Fanjin's capabilities were more than enough to defuse this crisis, while she was merely an innocent child detached from worldly disputes.

"You have your rules, and I have mine. This kick is for my younger brother." With that, Zhang Hongfa kicked Yang Shuan right in the crotch, followed instantly by a piercing shriek of agony.

The gorgeous water sleeves wrapping around her entire body enshrouded Wu Yingmin like wisps of hazy, ethereal mist, obscuring her complete figure until the dance came to an end. As the water sleeves settled and Yingmin first revealed herself, gently spinning as she slowly descended to the ground, she was at her most captivating.

Accompanied by the frantic enhancement of his realm, the vortex swirling around Lord Qin grew larger and larger, with metallic spiritual energy pouring in endlessly like raging, towering waves.