Chapter 65

Therefore, it is better not to provoke her. But when it comes to being afraid of vampires, Ji Wuying was truly not scared. Have you ever seen such a beautiful vampire?

The opponents knew full well that Thresh possessed absolute confidence in his ability to protect his team's ADC under such a heavy encirclement.

Thanos let out a roar and charged toward Haotian, his massive fist slamming solidly into Haotian's body and knocking him flat to the ground, kicking up countless shards of rock and loose dirt.

"Fine, fine, fine! Since that's the case, we'll let these two traitors live a little longer. Once we leave this place, we'll clean house." Seeing that the other two had already nodded in agreement, the two powerful figures from the Dark Alliance paid no more attention to Chu Tian and the others.

First was Captain Marvel, whose defense was close to infinite. She could absorb energy, and the more she absorbed, the stronger her defense became, limited only by her own capacity to endure. Thus, all of Thanos's attacks merely served to increase her reserves of power.

Right at that very instant, Ji Kuangshen suddenly rushed in from the side and threw his arms around Ji Wuying.

Because a certain paper pigeon was too lazy to pad the word count, to put it simply while omitting details meaningless to Mizuma's clone: a group of people were using necromantic magic swindled from her to commit evil deeds, and she wanted to stop them.

"Junior Brother Yuan Chong, is that any way to speak to a guest?" Daoist priest Yuan Hui narrowed his eyes with a hint of displeasure.

Jiang Meng was stunned. He had just arrived in Saltwater City simply to gather information about the events in Jiangnan City, and he had never heard anything about the opening of the divine temple.

A large roasted chicken? Chu Ji only had to imagine what this large roasted chicken looked like to swallow hard against her will.

"Yufei, cousin, let me tell you, the hot pot here ranks right at the top in the entire Central Sea." With that, Chen Ning raised his thumb.

"So that's how it was! So that's how it was!" Chen Che's eyes turned bloodshot, his fists clenched tightly as he finally found a reasonable explanation for the events of the past few days.

Kong Junfeng wore a very ugly expression on his face, but since his uncle remained silent, he could not manage to interject at this moment.

The color of this carriage was extremely peculiar. Had it not been for that black horse, the carriage would not have been easily spotted, as its hue closely resembled that of the surrounding withered trees.

Suddenly, right in the middle of his slumber, he heard a laughter echo by his ear that made his hair stand on end.

He sighed, which was entirely normal. Few people who run a shop do not sigh behind the scenes; most face a myriad of problems, only keeping a brave face in public.

For not only would they fail to help him destroy the enemy, but they would instead turn around and stab him in the back.

Watching Zhan Tianxia's somewhat hunched figure borne of his devotion to the family, Zhan Debang could not help but feel a wave of emotion. Only at home, and only in front of Zhan Debang, would Zhan Tianxia drop his guard so completely. Outside, he was truly that majestic head of the Zhan clan, the city lord of Zhan City, well-versed in both military strategy and statecraft.

Outsiders all assumed Elder Shu to be stern and Madam Shu to be gentle and kind, but anyone in Linhuai City knew that when the grandmother got angry, she was far more terrifying than the grandfather.

The opponent had actually shattered the table—such destructive power was simply too immense! Weren't things at Emperor Academy reputed to be indestructible even by Martial Kings?

"Qiaoqiao, it wasn't our fault. She fell in the water by herself; it had nothing to do with us," Tong Xinye hurriedly argued in defense.

In that battle, human lives were truly cheaper than blades of grass. Blood stained the nine heavens and the heavenly river flowed backward, completely shocking the feudal continent that had known peace for ten thousand years.

He wondered if he had remembered her because of that single glance, so much so that he had dared to trespass into her palace. Yet the one he encountered was her mother, and that night she had almost failed to save him.

First, he won over her parents, gaining powerful "support" through an indirect strategy to secure his absolute position, ensuring that Li Lufei's parents would never accept any competitor—whether Miaomiao or Zhao Yuhuan. Even if they were to make a comeback, they would not stand the slightest chance.

If she could truly trust him wholeheartedly and place a bit more faith in him, they would never have reached this present pass.

Bao Bei was not worried about Aotian's safety at all, saying, "Don't worry, Sister! Brother Tian will be fine." In Bao Bei's eyes, Aotian possessed an invincible image; no matter what difficulty arose before him, he could easily resolve it.

The hissing sounds of the Late-Faction Evil Clan grew closer and closer. Luo Xuan stood up and raised a flint, while the armored man lifted his silver sword. Standing back-to-back, the two of them glared at the steadily gathering vampires.

The two of them were originally men of Prince Ning, having infiltrated to Tang Meng's side through Tang Ying. Everything was under Prince Ning's control.

Walking behind Qianyin and listening to her less-than-pleasant words, Qingyue felt a faint warmth slowly stream through her heart.

She vaguely remembered Mother Wu and Mother Wang coming in many times, each time carrying trays of food and leaving with tears in their eyes.

Hearing the sound, Qingyue instantly snapped back to reality. Somewhat awkwardly, she disengaged herself from Nan Changqing's embrace. "Dawn has broken, we should leave." With that, she turned her back to him.

Lifting her eyelashes to gaze at him, she suddenly smiled. She hooked her arms around his neck, her smiling eyes vivid and tender as she stared at him.

The sightseeing tour group hurled endless abuses under Xia Jingjing's Weibo posts, and some even dragged Yuan Qianwan into it, cursing her for being unprincipled—canceling her contract only to go around spilling dirt on her former artist.

He fled from that living room and leaned against the wall, fighting back the tearing pain in his heart. She hated him! He clenched his teeth, replaying her words in his mind—she hated him! He had "once" been a "good brother," but now, he was an "enemy." He stumbled out onto the street, his heart consumed by desolation and sorrow.

At this very moment, within a secluded courtyard inside the Ancestral Demon Star Sanctuary, a total of twelve people had gathered together, seemingly discussing something.

With a single sweep of his sword, Dong Shan batted away the Magic Sheep Beast's trident. Taking a stride forward, he closed in on the Magic Sheep Beast, the Wind Hawk Sword slashing across its waist.

The newcomer was none other than the True Immortal Zhentian. At this moment, he stood suspended in the void, a massive surging aura enveloping him.

During the period when he incarnated as the Lord of Order, he had once caught a glimpse of Shadow and had even perceived Shadow's true essence through the Eyes of Ultimate Dao.

Upon seeing Jiang Yang walk out from the storage room, everyone was stunned, save for Old Luoyan, who was searching for a disc at the counter.

If Zuo Chong hadn't continuously provided him with points in the world of Twin Dragons of the Great Tang, his meager points would have been exhausted long ago.

"Untouched Robes" was a movement technique; no matter how many enemies besieged you, relying on this technique ensured that not even a fraction of an enemy's garment could touch you.

Power continued to release itself. For some reason, what should have been a very brief strike felt drawn out in its eruption, and in the end, Wang潇 was beaten back, losing over 50% of his HP with a massive gash left etched in front of his character model.

Using his right hand like a claw, he clamped onto his companion's shoulder. Enduring a nearly fatal injury, he leveraged the force of that blade to quickly flee along with his comrade.