Chapter 55

Elder Zhang turned his head, his cloudy, dim eyes already brimming with tears.

Though Yin Mo was unwilling, she could find no excuse, and with red eyes, she followed her brother away, looking back step by step along the way. Seeing this, Jiang Jingzong could only sigh inwardly.

The flashes of lightning around were appearing with increasing frequency, yet they still fell short of the standard required for Ye Zhen to cultivate the Soul-Shocking Heavenly Thunder.

Giving Ye Zhen both Earth-tier lower-grade secret manuals and secret techniques—wasn't this reward a bit too lavish?

After a whole day, he was both exhausted and sleepy, especially when he saw Ye Fan slurping down fragrant steamed buns and occasionally giving the owner a thumbs-up. That sense of satisfaction and pure bliss... Fu Zichen swallowed hard, forced his gaze away from Ye Fan, and looked at the box beside Ye Fan containing the Xuanyuan Sword.

Listening to the various sounds coming from the headset, Yang Yue’s expression improved slightly. She paced back and forth a few times, took out her phone, and dialed Number Three’s number.

Wu Zhi looked at the servants currently standing in the courtyard—all of these people had to die—and then his gaze shifted to Wu Zhuier, a malicious intent instantly rising in his heart.

Song Xinrou touched her belly, which was already beginning to show slightly. Once the child was born, it would also mean a divorce.

Even though it had just been purchased, the other person's footsteps still wouldn't budge. Xu Ziqiang looked up at the sky, feeling that today's wish to return to the office early to help out was basically impossible.

"I'm fine. With you here, how could anything possibly happen to me?" Li Yuting said with a sweet expression, finally realizing for the first time how wonderful it felt to be protected by someone.

"Alright, then your old brother won't force you. But if you were to bring him along to join us, would you consider it, brother?" Brother Qian stared at me and asked.

These ten undead knights had just been summoned by Nie Feng last night. At this moment, the number of undead knights in Nie Feng's summoning space had reached its maximum capacity once again—seventy-five.

My voice was a bit hoarse as I said bitterly, "That is truly a long-standing tradition. I never imagined the underworld had such a history; the mafia is indeed not an easy world to navigate," I said from the bottom of my heart.

These were discussions from some online forums, but in reality, owners of BYD's futuristic vehicles had a different experience altogether.

"Actually, our autonomous driving technology can not only connect to online autonomous driving, but it can also operate completely offline and independently," Yang Fan said.

"You are not Fengyun." Seeing Muchen unleash the Divine Ice Eyes, the expressions of the two changed drastically, but before they could even attempt to resist, they were instantly frozen by the ice.

In order to wholeheartedly take care of Yang Xudong and keep herself free from distractions, Shen Yi discussed the matter with Yang Bing and reached an agreement: the two of them would not have biological offspring of their own, nor would they have children of their own. Their goal was clear and singular—to take good care of Yang Xudong, cultivate him well, and ensure he had a promising future ahead.

I wanted to create the serene ambiance of a winding path leading to a secluded retreat, and I thought that if laid out properly, this should be entirely achievable.

A thought entered Chu Yanran's mind. In the void, Yang Yifeng’s massive phantom—a golden phantom consisting only of his head, resembling an inspecting deity—was filled with endless sacred majesty.

When Fan Rong heard what Yang Qingyue said, a deep sense of admiration welled up naturally in his heart.

What? Gong Yuqian and the other three exchanged glances, all of them feeling immensely surprised. Gong Yuqian, in particular, had been intent on going to Yongtao County to foster the relationship between Luo Pinyan and the Southern Chi Moon Wolf tribe; she had not expected that Canyue Huanxue would actually take the initiative to come over instead.

More than Yuahan Xin's unwillingness to return, what saddened Di Ligong even more was Yuahan Xin's declaration that she no longer had a home.

Lu Junyu had always lived a life of smooth sailing, growing up under the protection of everyone in the Lu family.

Because Xia Anduo beside him was dressed as a young master all along, she also suspected that the Mu Jinyuan in front of her was an imposter.

Suddenly, Gong Yuqian unleashed Light Feather Piercing the Void once again. A massive, icy-blue sword shadow formed in her hand, and with an unstoppable, resolute momentum, it slashed directly toward the glabella of the Dark Heavenly Emperor.

Lin Jianqing hurriedly shifted the blame onto the assistant in the room. The assistant was completely dumbfounded, recalling what Bo Zixiao had said earlier... Lin Jianqing had sold him out without a single moment of hesitation, despite the fact that he had been helping him all this time.

Qiao Xi only felt that the moment she touched him, a tingling sensation rippled from her fingertips, seeped into her skin, and traveled all the way to her heart, accelerating her heartbeat and making her fingers burn slightly.

Just as Gu Qingge was wondering where the Great Master's figure might be, a ray of light in the distant sky suddenly shot straight down onto the tall altar in the middle of Beastman Island.

A load of vegetables was completely sold out by noon, and she took a farm truck back. Her grandmother had her help count the money—after deducting the transport fare, she had earned dozens of yuan for the day. She wrapped two twenty-yuan bills and one ten-yuan bill together into a fifty-yuan note and handed it to her grandmother, leaving the rest of the loose change aside.

"Charge..." Hou Yuanzheng retreated rapidly with a smug look on his face, ordering the other five mid-stage Tribulation experts to go forward. He was extremely pleased; killing these people to pave his own path was entirely worth it.

Seeing that Chen Xuenuo had actually taken this slap for her, Sun Yumeng was startled, then quickly ran forward. She saw a bright red handprint printed across Chen Xuenuo’s fair cheek; judging by the force of the strike, it probably wouldn't fade anytime soon.

She screamed unceasingly, stomped her feet, and dodged the hands emerging from the ground, terrified that they would drag her down into hell.

How could the Win family, or even those cultivators in the cultivation world who failed to break through to the Qi-Listening stage until the day they died, possibly stomach this?

He let out a long whistle, joy written all over his face, cupped his fists in a salute to Chu Yang, and then closed his eyes once again to continue his comprehension.

Gu Yuming frowned, but just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Qin Yan. Knowing that her son would inevitably be angry to see her in this state, Qin Yan quickly spoke up to change the subject.

If Sun Shangxiang were an ordinary person, it would be fine—Zhou Yu could offer advice. But Sun Shangxiang was not someone to be trifled with, and Sun Quan's mother, Lady Wu, doted on her deeply, making her rather difficult to handle.

After going through all sorts of strenuous effort, Sun Yumeng finally managed to escape from that god-awful shop. Fortunately, she had done some crash-course research on the internet forums before coming, otherwise she really would have been fooled into buying that 128G raging bull graphics card.