Enchantment

"Your East Sea domain is formidable, but unfortunately useless against me. This East Sea Dragon Armor is not bad," Su Qingtian said softly.

The confrontation ahead gradually turned into a suicide mission. Without energy-level combatants, ordinary soldiers at this point were just like those with exhausted ammunition, their combat effectiveness simply no match for the zombies.

The moment I turned around, I caught sight of an old tailor sitting in the corner of the carriage, holding a needle and thread, completely oblivious to everything around him.

"Ruan Jingtian, don't be so shameless! Look around and see whose territory you are currently on! Sure, this is your home, but your home is also on my Ye family's turf! Piss me off, and I'll have people flatten this place to the ground immediately!" Ye Rong's cross-eyes widened as he exuded the overbearing aura of someone who considered himself invincible under the heavens.

Liu Zhen wore a displeased expression, struggling hard to break free from Liu Chu's grip.

"Two conditions? What two conditions?" Ye Xiu asked curiously, eager to figure out whether he had actually benefited from "pulling strings."

The monster crystal energy transmitter was quite a wonderful device; it could convert the energy of monster crystals into light waves, which were then successfully transmitted into space to supply power to those monster crystal satellites.

Seeing that it was Gongsun Zan who had arrived, Yuan Shao assumed he was here to demand territory or money, which only deepened his irritation, so he spoke listlessly.

As soon as he finished laughing, Chen Jin swung his left hand and slapped the opponent across the face. The force of the blow caused the Star Ninja's head to spin a full three hundred and sixty degrees. The Star Ninja, still wearing a look of astonishment on his face, seemed unable to believe that Chen Jin, who had been restrained by his secret arts, could still possess such immense strength.

Before they even reached the street corner, several streaks of dazzling light suddenly lit up in the night sky, flashing like thunderbolts across the horizon before instantly appearing directly overhead. The brilliance quickly dissipated, and three figures stood suspended side by side several丈 high in the air.

Tang Feng glanced over at Jiang Xiaoyan on the bed. The girl was still fast asleep, hugging her pillow, her white dress pulled up almost to her waist, revealing a pair of exquisite and slender legs.

In contrast, opening the market to import competitively priced industrial goods from the Chinese Federal Republic—thanks to their cheap electricity and transportation—became the best choice under the most helpless of circumstances.

"Father, is it really all right to let the elders enter the Moon Heart Lake? That is our clan's only secret!" Ah Lang said with lingering worry.

"Chirp chirp... cackle..." Mumu bit her delicate finger, glanced at the dense bushes before her, and then nodded vigorously.

Tang Feng looked up at the ceiling, suddenly realizing that being able to lie on the sofa while waiting for someone else to cook was truly a cozy and enjoyable luxury.

"Grandfather, you're here." Seeing Ouyang Tian, a wave of joy washed over Tang Feng, and the heart he had been holding in suspense settled slightly. Although Tang Feng was exceptionally skilled in medicine, this was his first time facing such a large-scale plague, and he couldn't help feeling a bit anxious.

After this tornado was unleashed, two azure birds emerged, suddenly transforming into a single, incomparably massive blue bird that opened its talons and seized Duan Changlong and Chang Heng.

As it turned out, Ponan Street was located in Guyang County. Back in the day, it connected the Ao River basin and the Feiyun River basin, serving as an essential thoroughfare for merchants traveling north and south between Fujian and Jiangxi provinces. At the time, the street was only about two meters wide, narrowing to a mere one point five meters at its tightest spot. During its most prosperous era, ten to twenty thousand people passed through it every day, making it the most famous trading port in southern Jiangxi Province.

Watching those fighter jets charge into the blue sky without a backward glance, Yu Cailing could not help shedding tears. Whether it was because of her lost first kiss or because the man already flying in the sky had tugged at her heartstrings remained unknown.

After finishing reading, Luo Yichen fell into deep thought: Judging by Shangqi's attitude, she wanted to keep this child. Perhaps this was a wonderful opportunity. As long as the child could be born, Shangqi's resentment toward her might lessen somewhat. Maybe, just as Mother had said, she would look at the child and be willing to live a proper life together with her.

Knocking over this stone forest and saying goodbye to the flowers within, Zhang Fan looked at these corpse-scented konjac plants, and another troop type popped into his mind.

Until Zhang Xiaowei flew to the rooftop of a tall building and put Xue Mingxuan down, only to find that this silly girl was still tightly wrapped around his neck.

Chen Tianhong did not think too much; after dismissing the magic array, he immediately charged forward. He had already made up his mind not to entangle himself with these low-tier spirit origins anymore. If he could stay away from them, he would; if he couldn't avoid them, he would kill and devour them. After all, spirit origins of divine soul and wisdom were the most important ones.

Japan's annual fiscal revenue was only around fifty to sixty trillion yen. While it sounded like a huge sum, when actually converted, it amounted to just over five hundred billion US dollars.

However, I didn't understand at first what my sister meant by giving me this thing. Under her instruction, I discovered that hidden within the sharp corners of the tile, right where there were bloodstains, was a metal piece of the exact same color as the tile.

Uncle Long showed no surprise or astonishment whatsoever; he simply gave a slight nod, picked up the items, and walked over. Chen Tianhong walked toward the side where the three youths were standing.

The crowd sighed as they returned to work, everyone pinning their hopes on Ye Feng's backing being strong enough, praying he could weather the storm.

It was not yet five o'clock in the morning. For many people, this was merely sleeping time, and all the commotion outside had nothing to do with them—except for a few night-owl authors still tapping away at their keyboards in the dead of night.