Chapter 67: Since When Does Liking Someone Need a Reason or an Ought?

Hearing Mu Qing's words, Yun Li was silent for a brief moment. It turned out that a male's fidelity to his female companion would actually affect his status within the tribe.

This was... quite a reassuring fact.

On the other side, upon learning that Ge had leaked the matter to Yun Li's family, Ji Xuan asked without even lifting his head, "What was their reaction?"

Most of the beasts in the tribe were indeed inclined to trade a few females in exchange for their own tribesmen currently held by the Nether Tribe. This was because among the beasts brought by the Nether Tribe this time, one was their former chieftain, and another was an elderly beast who knew how to read and write.

The Silver Eagle Tribe desperately needed that literate elder to teach the tribe...

Boom, boom, boom! Across the battlefield, runes surged and fierce primordial energy radiated in all directions. The collision of the three sounded like peals of thunder echoing through the entire space.

For a moment, all the members of the human race looked toward Huaxu. She had broken away from her master's sect, returned to the human race, and sworn to live and die with her people. Furthermore, her cultivation was profound. Although their own children were extraordinary, no one knew what the future held, and placing them under her tutelage was not an unacceptable option.

It was precisely because of her sudden breakthrough that a miraculous phenomenon was generated, causing the surrounding laws to be slightly disrupted at that moment. This temporarily dissolved their crisis and allowed their previously stripped abilities to be restored.

Qin Ling muttered inwardly while frantically racking his brain for various ways to activate the restriction here.

"There's no need. This deity is busy with official business and won't disturb you any further!" Athena turned her head in a huff, directly opened a spatial rift, and plunged straight into it.

The next moment, those four captains of the Holy Light Knights frantically brandished the shining swords in their hands and charged angrily toward Zhang Xiaofeng.

At this very moment, as if surging uncontrollably, it transformed into a golden emperor dragon that appeared behind Ji Kao. The dragon raised its head in anger, poised to roar, its massive eyes locked onto the sky as if facing a formidable enemy.

Hao He looked at the thick stack of banknotes in his hand and the abnormal reactions of the surrounding survivors. It was not difficult to tell that their value had far exceeded common sense.

Faced with Old He's indiscriminate cursing, many of the villagers who had offered a helping hand were furious. Had it not been for the fact that his family had just suffered a terrible disaster, someone probably would have stepped forward to teach him a lesson long ago.

As the illusory phantom of the divine beast vanished, the command flags floating above everyone's heads shattered one after another, and the night sky returned to its original appearance.

The bugle call for retreat echoed across the other side of the Baigou River. The Khitan troops in the rear collectively stopped in their tracks and ceased charging into the river water.

"Do you have anything to say to me?" Su Mo was not short, but wearing flat shoes, she only reached Xu Chen's chin. Tilting her head up, she asked Xu Chen earnestly.

However, Mu Feng insisted on touching upon the sore spot, seizing Ning墨's weakness and stepping on it relentlessly.

Yet when Wang Si brought the demolition squad, telecommunication squad, and medical squad brothers to the hilltop, they found neither the division commander nor a single Chinese soldier.

Having said this, Gu Xiangning completely forgot that he had once risked his life to save these two people, which naturally meant they had no guard up against him—unlike how he would treat anyone else.

Returning home with a slight headache, Sun Zhuo had just wanted to lie down and rest when Popovich of the Spurs called again.

Therefore, there was only one Hundred Flowers Inn. The one Qian Jiuyue and the others went to was the closest to the Qin residence, and Qin Cheng had headed there as well.

Shui Lingyue did not say a word. With a sweep of her hands, several poisonous mist bombs exploded instantly, and a gray, suffocating fog filled the air.

In his past life, this year's NBA was fondly remembered by many fans, especially Chinese fans. For Sun Zhuo, it was the same, and he retained vivid memories of this season.

Jiang Jueli was pulled somewhat unsteadily by Shen Shi. Because Shen Shi pulled him directly without speaking a word first, Jiang Jueli had no idea what was happening and was momentarily thrown off balance.

Inside Qinzhou City, due to Yang Jun's sudden and violent death, the bright red lanterns hung up to welcome the New Year had all been replaced with white ones, making the entire city appear gloomy and ghost-like.

In Ban's eyes, the Sharingan had been replaced by the purple Rinnegan. The formidable pupillary power enhanced his chakra, making it countless times stronger than the previous three-tomoe state.

"How about we pour water into the cave?" suggested a player. As soon as those words left his mouth, he noticed everyone looking at him with a bizarre gaze.

He appeared before an iron door that was pitch black in its entirety. Having weathered a millennium of time, its surface was pitted with rust, yet owing to its special material, it remained intact despite the passage of a thousand years.

It is lonely at the top. Occupying such a position brings immense power and the support of countless people, but at the same time, it means there are numerous ambitious individuals eager to pull you down so they can ascend to the throne.

Passive Skill I: Projectile Resistance: Reduces damage from arrows and bullets by 40%, stacking multiplicatively with resistances.

Clack, clack... Footsteps echoed through the empty east and west passages. Although magical light provided illumination, the narrow and winding nature of the cave limited their field of vision. At that moment, Solitary Frost Forest suddenly signaled everyone to stop.

One must know that the very instant the nuclear-powered acceleration railgun detonated, it felt as though their hearts had exploded right along with it.

Countries that were once China's adversaries rapidly vanished from existence, yet none of the viewers before the screens felt a shred of joy. Past conflicts aside, they were all human beings after all.

Before the piercing whistle of the projectile could arrive, a dozen tomoe had already reached the young man with dyed yellow hair.

With that, the two of them went upstairs together. Before they even reached the door or knocked, muffled sobbing could be heard from within.

The love bestowed upon him by his Imperial Father was not very obvious, but he knew that his Imperial Father held him, his royal son, in his heart.

"What about me? Do you mean you want me to leave?" Mo'er roared, her eye rims red and tears brimming in the corners of her eyes.

Night slowly raised her head, standing tall in the wind, gazing at Mu Yuanche's arrangements to protect her through every trial. The rising wind ruffled her raven hair, and the strands sliding past her eyes submerged her sorrows.

Though the two were mortal enemies in the Upper Realm, Dongfang Shuai was also a clever man. The only person he could rely on now was Ximen Diedie, and if anything unfortunate happened to her, he would be the next in line.

Who didn't know that the Demonic Realm and Mount Ling were always at odds—one righteous, one demonic? Although there hadn't been any major conflicts for years, was this current state really okay?

With a crisp "rip," the two figures inside hurriedly separated. The Empress, her hair bun disheveled, turned her head back to reveal eyes brimming with spring and a dazed expression.

However, he had not yet been completely weaned and could only eat some supplementary foods; items like chicken drumsticks could not appear on his menu just yet.

As a modern person, Su Mo held no respect whatsoever for royalty. This was likely because there was simply too much negative documentation about the Zhu family in later eras—emperors obsessed with crickets, carpenter emperors, and longevity-pill-popping monarchs. Although he knew much of this was malicious fabrication by the Qing dynasty, seeing it so often inevitably left a certain impression in his mind.