Chapter 65: Gratitude

Qin Mosheng and Ye Qingyan were out wandering around. Of course, this could also be considered as Qin Mosheng protecting Ye Qingyan.

Come to think of it, there are quite a few good things on the moon. If the records from parallel worlds could apply to their own world, then a trip to the moon would truly be necessary.

The shadow of the Doomsday Star destroyed everything like a natural disaster. We lost all communication and any possibility of returning home.

He was over four hundred years old, yet he defeated Hu Dao, who was barely two hundred, with a single move. Meanwhile, the two individuals in the arena were similar in age, and judging from the scene, their strength seemed quite evenly matched as well.

I must say, Feng Xiaoxiao controlled her force exceptionally well. She merely grazed the surface without causing any internal damage. Although quite a bit of blood came out, it was just a superficial wound and nothing serious.

"Young lady, you're out?" Meng Changye covered the pot with the lid to let the dish simmer, wiped his hands, and chatted with Han Shuang.

"Father! Rest assured, I will definitely go in and find our Duan family's ancestral Fire Kirin Sword, and furthermore, I will restore the prestige of the Duan family!" Duan Lang said with an equally solemn expression, paying his respects earnestly at the Lingyun Grotto.

So this must be why the Divine Tree chose the innocent and carefree Liu Zhenzi. She lacked the various murderous desires and greed of ordinary people, and thus would not provoke changes in the Demon Realm.

How could Consort Hui bear to watch her son being dragged away? Weeping bitterly, she tried to crawl forward, only to be frozen by the fierce and icy gaze of the Fire Jade Emperor.

Blocking its massive pincer with a single punch, the creature clamped down again. Having no other choice, I raised my foot and kicked it.

Sima Zhou also organized the Zhongshan army, tailing the Yan soldiers to array themselves before Zhuolu City. However, having resolved to watch the spectacle from the sidelines, he had no intention of stealing Zi Qi's thunder. Upon arriving beneath the walls of Zhuolu City, Zi Qi ordered the heralds to strike the gongs and beat the drums, forming their battle lines to face the enemy.

"Since you, Grand Uncle-Master, admit that you are the Withered Leaf Old Man, then I suppose Uncle-Masters Shouzhen and Shouzhang, whom my master mentioned previously, must be the 'Falling Leaf Old Man' and the 'Withered Leaf Old Man' among the 'Three Elders of Dao Ye'."

With a cracking sound, the rosewood chair shattered instantly, and numerous splinters flew toward the top of the staircase.

An Ling's words were like a shot of adrenaline injected into their exhausted bodies, filling them with immense strength, unwavering faith, and the courage to face death unflinchingly.

The roaring monster swung its fists, violently hammering against the invisible wall. Its moving fists generated an astonishing wind of immense momentum. Cyan-blue light burst from its fists, and each of its strikes slammed into the invisible wall like a shockwave, triggering violent explosions.

Tremors constantly rippled around the purplish-black pillar of light, clearly indicating that the two dragons trapped inside were struggling.

After walking around for a while just now, she had felt quite tired. But now, all sense of fatigue was completely gone, leaving her feeling spirited and full of energy.

At the same time, without the slightest hesitation, he circulated the Emperor's Record, forming a halo of light around his body to prevent suffering the same attack again.

The Blazing Divine Tiger was condensed by Li Chensha using the profound principles of fire and his spiritual power. It was utterly lifelike, with divine patterns shimmering across its body.

Mo Lingwei followed closely behind Li Zexuan out of Mo Huai's office. Catching up to him, the young girl flashed a sweet smile.

Could it be a special method of energy transmission? Much like a wormhole, or striking an ox across a mountain, originating at point A, passing through point B, and directly affecting point C.

This blade wasn't top-tier, not even reaching high-grade. However, being a golden piece of equipment with dual damage bonuses, it was still decent as a transitional gear for a Berserker.

"This... this is too expensive." Despite saying that, Zhang Caizhen had an irrepressible smile on her face, and she didn't continue taking it off either.

Liu Guoqing left on his motorcycle. He didn't head to the fruit shop on the west side, but instead arrived as promised at the location mentioned in the text message.

At some point, the entire long street outside the bar had been cordoned off. Six Type 99 tanks were lined up outside, their main barrels aimed squarely at the interior of the bar. Surrounding the tanks were fully armed special forces soldiers.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yuan Hao's Heavens Villa made a name for itself. He made the people originally under the rule of the World-Scourge Sect realize that the times had changed. The rulers they had now were more enlightened than before, and their lives were much better than before.

An Wen desperately wanted to slap Hua Hua right across his broad, flat face and tell him it was simply because he was handsome.

She had always slept like this—a manifestation of a lack of a sense of security. On the battlefield, combat could erupt at any moment. Even when sleeping, she would keep her eyes half-closed, remaining half-awake; she had long since formed this habit.

Taking a step back, given Han Yi's trump cards, how long do you think it would take for a Tianyi to earn that back?

Seeing that the Elder of the Hall was advanced in years, Chen Chen could not bear to tease him any further, so he let the matter drop and walked decorously into the hall.

"President Lu! President Lu! What's wrong with you?" Yu Zhenzhen asked in sheer panic. Yet no matter how she shook him, Lu Xiaohang gave no response whatsoever. Terrified, Yu Zhenzhen hurriedly dialed a phone call.

"Old man, you must think the two of us were executed by firing squad twenty years ago, right?" Feng Sanqiang asked with a smile.

The crucial part was that they immediately contacted the public relations department to take action, demanding the other party delete the Weibo post. Unfortunately, not only did the other party ignore them, but even Weibo itself stated there was nothing they could do.

Lu Xiaohang clapped his hands, and Marco walked in from outside. Marco, usually so timid, mustered some courage today and sat directly beside Xue Bingqian without showing the slightest bit of stage fright.

The Jazz's tenacious will completely changed the course of the game, and people began to look at the Jazz in a whole new light.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance!" Jiang Dong bowed in gratitude. He naturally understood what Xuelian meant: when he broke through the One Qi Realm, he relied on the soul power of Liu Yuanbi devoured through the Great Demonic Forbidden Art, and Liu Yuanbi's Ding Fire heart was clearly not as pure as Red Mountain's Ding Fire essence.

"Then... what should we do? We surely can't just sit here and wait for death, right?" Hu Yumei said in a panic.

The attendant was right; the Red-Topped Night City was indeed a towering establishment. Even before Zong Feng approached the city center, he could see from afar a tall building glowing with colorful lights amidst the night, and right at the very top of the building, a few large characters flashed brilliantly—Red-Topped Night City.

Cao Hongye did not notice Zhao Yi's gesture, but since Lin Xi was so confident, he stopped speaking. Judging by the current situation, avoiding going with these police officers did not seem like an easy task.