Volume One, Chapter 46: A Harrowing Sight

"What kind of situation is this? Can you explain it in a language with fewer than three modifiers?" I asked, rubbing my aching brow.

After saying this, I looked at Ji Ya nervously. This sentence was my ultimate goal. I was somewhat worried—what would happen if even Ji Ya had no solution? Amidst my silence, Ji Ya finally spoke slowly.

Thinking about it this way, my mood calmed down. Yun Lu would never engage in such a losing business; it seemed I shouldn't be too anxious and needed to wait and see how things developed.

Having no other choice, Sing ultimately decided to try one more time to see if his special abilities had returned.

The previously motionless body of the Azure Dragon trembled at this moment, which should mean that Ming Ye and Ao Guang had finally decided the victor.

Just as Zhunti had said, not only had the soldiers of the Wu and Yao clans stopped, but even Emperor Jun, Di Jiang, and the others had halted as well.

With that, the man with the Taiwan-accent stood up, intending to pull all the chips back to his side of the gambling table.

However, wanting to sing a song into the heart of every listener, making the audience who heard it moved and affected, was no simple matter; it required deep analysis and careful deliberation.

Mo Yuno had already guessed what Mo Qing was about to do, and also understood why Mo Qing had asked him earlier if he was afraid of pain.

Lin Yi had already jumped onto the roof of the vehicle, pulling out his M249 light machine gun to sweep the area. Aside from being initially stunned by the gunfire and taking down three natives, the rest actually attempted to use exquisite footwork to dodge the bullets, and the effect was surprisingly good.

Hanachirusato and Uesugi Akizuki listened to Inagi Hotomi's joy-tinged narration. Hanachirusato, in particular, finally showed emotional ripples in her usually serene aura.

Shen Jingyan walked over and immediately discovered that the bed frame was made of fireproof wood. After a raging fire, the bed frame remained completely undamaged.

Gu Qingge said that Mo Qing's physical condition was considered quite good, but even with her exceptionally good constitution, it would still take a full month to recover completely.

After half a month of combat, all the good things in Liangshan had been plundered, and all the die-hard elements had been thoroughly eliminated.

The charge of robots is different from that of humans; there are no blood-pumping roars of angry warriors, nor the need to fearlessly charge at the enemy.

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Ye Qingge went to the kitchen, fetched two thick logs, and lit them under the window of the room to serve as charcoal for warmth without making it too smoky.

Gu Qingge took the mud pill with a radiant smile and was about to toss it into her mouth when Murong Yu snatched it away.

"Qin Yuwan, tell me, where did Shen Yiling touch you?" Gu泽生's voice suddenly rose a few notches, startling Qin Yuwan and leaving her mind completely blank.

If not for that chance encounter on an airplane back then, perhaps the groom at this moment would have been Xu Fei.

In the next instant, without a word, the lean youth flicked the index and middle fingers of his left hand toward Wenxin. The next moment, a line of burning green flame rapidly darted toward Wenxin.

Although he looked lazy and slouchy at the moment, Li Jiang could sense that his internal energy was steady, his limbs were firm and powerful, and coupled with those sturdy hands, it seemed true that he had quite a bit of research into weapon forging.

Crying sounds came from inside the room. Crying so miserably, she had probably provoked Che Wufei into anger with her mischief again.

Even if they fled in panic, no matter how disheveled, it would be fine. The real fear was failing to escape, especially since there were two martial arts experts right here.

"Forget it! What's so great about me? I just dare to think and act, and to put it bluntly, aren't I still just a migrant worker?" Xia Dan said with a chuckle.

Facing both King Xiaoyao and Ziling Dian, how could Ma Jianfang possibly have any defense? He could only be beaten black and blue, pummeled by the two of them.

He saw a huge vortex overhead, continuously flashing with blue light. Long Luo thought to himself, Tribulation clouds, I, Long Luo, am destined to make you submit beneath my feet.

Zhen Hao knew that as long as Qian Duoduo arrived, he would be able to see through her protective barrier. Although she couldn't break it herself, she could ask for help, and if her master found out, it would be an awkward thing to explain.

Long Zhiruo said, "That's not quite it. The seal of the Dragon Requiem Saint Lord isolates those of higher realms. Supreme Saint Lords cannot easily pass through the seal, but Divine Emperors can instead." Long Luo asked, "If extraterritorial divine emperors enter the realm of cultivation, are there no supremes guarding the sealed land?"

Inside the room, Xun Nuan waited for a long time without seeing Fourth Master Jiang return, figuring he probably had some important business to attend to, so she went to bed on her own.

However, wherever the sword light passed, it left a deep trace, demonstrating the formidable power of the skeleton sword.

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Fortunately, she hadn't faced much pressure over the years and hadn't overdrawn her body. Instead, after quitting smoking and drinking, her health had been improving steadily.

Even though respect for hierarchy existed, and even though Wei Li was the one who had been disliked and abandoned, he still could not ignore the blood tie between them.

Lin Yu brought breakfast to the table and saw that Ji Ya's complexion was much better than the previous few days, clearly having finally gotten a good night's sleep to replenish her energy and spirit.

"You're not bad yourself! Come on, let's keep avenging Commander Cao!" Shan Ling responded unyieldingly, charging toward Sixty-two once again. The two engaged in fierce combat once more.

Fourth Master Jiang personally stood up to see off several high-ranking government and military officials, and Jiang Chuan also very perceptively accompanied them as a courteous host.

Fourth Master Jiang agilely blocked her, stepping forward to parry the kick thrown by Marshal Jiang.

Moreover, such a scene was not unfamiliar to the ancestors of the grotto-heavens; during the prosperous era of heaven and earth, they could easily accomplish it.

"I, I, I don't know, really don't know." The pig butcher's wife turned pale with fright, trembling as she retreated toward the door plank where the pig butcher was laid out.

However, Lin Fan had no mind to care what others were thinking at the moment. Although he was a reincarnated Immortal Emperor and had long since fully comprehended the Dao of Rules, his current cultivation realm was simply too low, allowing him to unleash only a sliver of it. It was still very difficult for him to withstand the power of that talisman, and at this moment, the blood in his body churned, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Although he himself possessed the Bodhi Tree, a supreme innate spiritual root comparable to the flat peach tree, the function of Bodhi seeds differed from flat peaches, as they could only be used for alchemy or weapon refining, and they only bore twelve seeds every ten thousand years, which was simply not enough to distribute among his disciples.

Hearing in the car that the people following them were paparazzi, Lin Wanqing wouldn't even have glanced at them twice under normal circumstances, but at this moment, she felt somewhat annoyed.

She longed to make the Yang family completely vanish from John's life, but she never expected that she would actually have to take the initiative to accompany John to pick out New Year gifts for members of the Yang family.

Upon leaving, all the saints wore heavy hearts, their expressions exceptionally solemn, and a trace of lingering shock remained deep within their eyes for a long time.

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