Volume 1, Chapter 53: Lin Yi's Contest with the Zombie

Casting his gaze ahead, Lin Xiu spotted a massive tree standing in the distance.

With three thick layers of black cloth, not to mention that seeing was entirely out of the question, even hearing the faintest whisper was extremely difficult.

Personality is innate and fixed; you are the way you are from birth, not something that can be taught.

Lin Xiu cast his gaze in that direction and clearly made out the figure of a middle-aged man.

Once those subordinates had consolidated their Tier 2 Inner Strength martial arts, Ye Yingfan paid them no more mind and let them continue dealing with the enemy.

Hao Jun had no wish to cause casualties here, so before leaving the city, he had already discussed the matter with Maxim. They would wage a psychological war against the Jin soldiers. Once the city gates were closed, the entire troop would unhurriedly skirt the edges of the Jin encampment, moving leisurely at a distance of a single arrow shot away.

Laojing Hui did not interpret his current actions as him having overheard something, but rather understood them as the anxious yet idle pacing of someone waiting impatiently out of boredom.

Everyone instantly fell silent, gazing curiously at his hand as if wanting to see what exactly it was.

Moreover, the experience yield was exceptionally high. If he had not finished them all off yet, Lin Xiu could continue slaying these Black Fang Spiders to acquire a massive amount of experience points.

The man surnamed Gong acknowledged the order, pulled out a couple of tissues to wipe the sweat from his forehead and neck, and then took out his mobile phone.

It looked terrifying indeed—although its physique was identical to Xu Shuo's own, Xu Shuo couldn't help but think this.

Silky, flowing blonde hair, gemstone-bright blue eyes, a dazzling halo crowning her head, and pristine white wings gently unfurled behind her, all complemented by a maternal, benevolent smile upon her face.

Xie Qingci sat up straight, removed his baseball cap, leaned his head back against the seat, pressed the back of his hand against his neck, and let out a stifled, restless sound.

Not only them, but many other cultivators who had entered the ancient battlefield ruins had also discovered the tombs, and among them was Wild Dragon.

"So you're saying it was a nightmare? What kind of nightmare was so fierce that it forced you to bleed yourself?" Bai Yu asked.

The other villagers couldn't help but silently distance themselves from Wang Ershui, leaving a large empty space around him. No one was a fool; who could continue to associate with a person who could abandon even his own birth mother?

This made Ning Yunhao and Wei Yaoyao, two eighteen-year-old big boys, look even more adorable, especially when they smiled, as Ning Yunhao even had dimples.

Mother said to those people: Please do not hurt us, you may take whatever you wish.

Several burly men rushed forward without a word and forcefully pinned Lorraine down onto the hospital bed.

At first, Qiao Jingzhou held back and kept his distance, wanting to give Jiang Xuan space to lick his wounds in solitude. Later, seeing Jiang Xuan's reactions grow increasingly violent, he realized something was wrong.

Why on earth would they need to deliberately avoid Hongyu? Playing such a pretentious charade in front of her truly made no sense.

She was a ghost; for ordinary wounds, her blood was generally bluish-green. Only when she suffered severe injuries would her blood transform into a dark, inky green.

Upon learning that a messenger from the Sheng residence had arrived, Li Qingyuan actually put aside her other guests in the main hall and came out to greet them personally. Sheng Mingzhu felt rather flattered—was her relationship with Li Qingyuan truly that close?

"Oh, if it isn't Mrs. Shen, coming back instead of living in your big house," Lin Ziqi said sarcastically, lying on her bed while applying a facial mask.

The creature had an ugly face, bearing a thirty percent resemblance to a human and seventy percent to a bat. After hitting the ground, it would let out soft, shrill cries, struggling as it tried to fly away. However, it was clearly not fully developed, and after struggling on the ground for a short while, it died.

Although Rong Shaoqing was a mortal, entering this place would be somewhat difficult. But as long as he wished to come, he would definitely ask Yunluo for help.

Fan Yanyan walked alone down the somewhat chilly street, looking down at the broken children's toy in his hand. It was a rather cute cartoon character that most children would love, so why had Ouyang Xueqi flown into such a terrible rage? Gazing at the broken limbs of the toy, he seemed to see his own reflection within it.

Hu Ye returned leisurely to the main gate, only to find Zhao Yuan and his personal guards huddled together and shivering.

Lin Ziqi still wanted to chat a bit more with Yu Feng. Even if Yu Feng's attitude wasn't what she hoped for, and his words weren't what she wanted to hear, as far as Lin Ziqi was concerned, just having Yu Feng speak to her felt quite nice.

The closer she stayed to him, the safer she was; the moment she strayed outside the radius of Li Zhengting, she would be attacked by malevolent ghosts.

Yun Xiao stood waiting in the living room, and upon hearing the movement behind him, he turned his head to catch sight of Gu Xi, along with the two people accompanying her. When he saw Shen Xiaole, the smile on Yun Xiao's face faded, his expression turning deep and dark.

Wang Shi thought about it and decided it made sense, so she said no more, casting a final, reluctant glance at Wuyan's belly before leaving.

He had originally dispatched Gu Er to find a method to cure the poison within his body. Now that Gu Er was severely injured, something must have happened during this time!

Only strength is the prerequisite for protecting everything. Yes, enhancing one's strength; strength is the most important thing.

Thus, she recounted everything to Luo Chen in detail, from using Gu Chengfeng to act out a charade to being outmaneuvered by him in return.

Seeing Xuan Ming arrive, Ye Zi—who had been on the verge of calling Qingrong out to eat, having been so angered by those people's words that she had forgotten her original purpose—brightened up.

Mother Ji watched the retreating figures of Leng Yan and Leng Su, shaking her head continuously with deep emotion.

She definitely did not mean that, but she couldn't dare ask outright either, lest Li Zhengting hadn't been thinking along those lines and suddenly got the idea.

To him, she was no different from a lavish feast within a grand temple—exhilarating and indulgent, leaving them both utterly exhausted after who knows how long.

However, now was not the time for disputes between the two of them; shaking off the zombies right in front of them was the sensible course of action.

Days of leave always passed exceptionally fast. In the blink of an eye, the Lantern Festival had passed, and everyone packed away their playful mindset to begin working earnestly.

The voice was abrupt, carrying a hint of seductive magnetism within its low timbre, alongside a nameless, underlying danger.

"Big sister, use a bit of common sense, will you? Half of the mushrooms you picked are poisonous! Are you planning to eat them?" Xu Ming mocked mercilessly.

Seeing even the dignified Third Princess reduced to such a pathetic state by Yun Ling'er, Ye Ziwei felt a mixture of awe and bewilderment welling up inside her. Powerful, truly powerful—wasn't she afraid of retaliation from the imperial family?