Volume One, Chapter 35: The Cruel Blow That Ends a Line

After winding through seven or eight blocks, the city center was crawling with zombies, crowded on both sides of the moving car's wings. Yet they hadn't gathered enough to become a true threat, scattered and disorganized; they couldn't stop the specialized driver under Li Nan's command.

"Meow, meow..." Qianji struggled on the surface of the sea, hating watery places—because it feared water! But where was its intelligence after encountering water? Was it drowning? Could it not use spiritual power? Luo Qianhan, with a darkened expression, picked Qianji up by the scruff.

Unable to bear it any longer, Lu Sixia quietly stepped forward, sharing her bowl of "Eight Treasures Rice" with the group of students.

Then the man vanished swiftly among the ruins, leaving behind an elusive silhouette. Who was he, anyway?

"If you're here for the Dust Mirror, we could join forces..." The man in black tried to further persuade Ling Yuqing.

Cang Yuan walked over, thinking to himself: If I help you this time, I won't owe you anything anymore. But what exactly does "you" refer to?

Ashilong, you're something else. Today, I lost to you, Rongyu, and you were lucky. But don't get too cocky—one day, you'll taste defeat at my hands, and then I'll make you wish you were dead.

The story directed by Yang Dadao was truly marvelous; before anyone noticed, a large batch of shareholders had gathered around him. The closest, bald Liu, suddenly spoke up.

But Su Qi showed no sign of displeasure or anger on his face. Su Ran guessed that Su Qi knew the odds of success were slim.

But did they really notice? Though the higher-ups had sensed something, they hadn't sharply identified this major characteristic.

At that moment, over ten thousand disciples of the Sacred Academy shot forth from all directions like arrows released from a bowstring.

Wade missed another layup. He was acutely aware how hard it was to play while dragging a weak, sick body. The harder it got, the more he admired that legendary man who drew the city's gaze—the one whose retired jersey hung above the visiting team's stadium. He knew he was still a notch below that high-flying legend.

"Roxen, about the Anshan Materials Company..." Spencer's voice was filled with sympathy and comfort, which made Roxen's previously calm mood once again troubled.

Xiang Yu's men had surrounded Yang Ming, all eager to act. This terrified the big-bearded man, who hadn't expected these people to side with Xiang Yu.

"Please state your identity; you're speaking to a senior employee of the Federal Bureau of Investigation." Despite feeling uncertain, MacBlasso put on a stern face, addressing the person before him with seriousness.

The immortal artifact radiated a mist of colored light, rising in three hues. Someone acquired advanced immortal techniques, but the colors of the three rays were deep and dazzling—rarely seen.

Shi Yanfeng roared inwardly. At that moment, his weak life force suddenly surged, becoming slightly stronger, and his withered blood energy began to flow once more.

Jonas had no good solution. His team lacked manpower—while the other side could casually send a second substitute of Michael Redd's caliber, he could never afford such a luxurious lineup.

Jonas laughed heartily at this, watching Stephen embrace the Lithuanian players. His heart was conflicted; having such a player was a blessing, but it made others underestimate his coaching ability. He truly didn't know what to do.

Even knowing that Lu Xia was giving her work only because today's events had accidentally involved her, hoping to seal her lips with benefits, Li Xiuying didn't care. All she wanted was to earn money. Besides, cracking pine nuts was simple and unobtrusive—she could do it anywhere.

Shen Yanshao was helpless and could only think about returning to the Empire of the Never-Setting Sun, quickly sending a message to Yun Qi to ask how to sever the flow of magic.

Yun Chenghai felt nauseated at those words. The reason he survived was because he'd promised Yuqin that, no matter what, he must live on. Only by staying alive could they have a chance to meet again.

Fortunately, the three people and one wolf were all strong enough to rely on their fighting spirit or magic to resist the external temperature at first. As they moved closer, Miao Miao—the weakest—began to falter, sweat beading on his forehead and evaporating in an instant.

Clearly, the Guide was preparing to attain sainthood through the Path of Extinction. In fact, Yuanshi also knew the Path of Extinction. However, Yuanshi's extinction differed from the Guide's.

"They only prepared one pair of chopsticks. You eat first." Well, Long Fei was attentive, but not attentive enough to prepare two pairs for her. She couldn't just watch her lord grab dishes with his elegant hands and stuff them into his mouth.

All the healing potions Shen Yanshao had stored in her ring were fed into her mouth by Xiu in such an intimate manner that she was flushed from head to toe.

After bathing, she changed into a sleeveless white dress, her black hair cascading down. She left her phone charging in the room and took only a handbag as she stepped out.

Feng Qiao's skin was scraped off in layers, and when Feng Changzhi pulled her, she gasped from the pain.

Seeing Diana and Hippolyta exchange a few simple words, Xiya, feeling relieved, turned to salute Hippolyta.

"Moreover, if we can't refine a higher-quality treasure pill, how can we honor the two main herbs in this batch? If it weren't for the scarcity of the main ingredients, the Divine Harmony Academy wouldn't have allowed just enough herbs for three furnaces."