Chapter 61

Liu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, came to my side, and together with Ophis, slowly helped me up. She chanted a few words in a language I could not understand, and a silver, sacred giant dragon descended from the sky.

The lingering consciousness within the divine puppet possessed a higher realm of cultivation and was extremely familiar with divine-king-class divine powers. Various profound truths of the Great Dao were deeply ingrained in its mind, and it wielded them with ease and familiarity.

She did not want Xi Yinuo to see her in this state, nor did she want to hear Xi Yinuo tell her in person that they were breaking up so soon. Therefore, she fled, letting the wind whip against her face until it stung as she ran. For the first time, she discovered that she was someone who was so afraid of facing reality.

Before I could clearly see the situation outside, two guards holding long spears thrust their weapons inward, shoving me back from the ancient railing.

"Serve the tea. Please take a seat, esteemed guest, and taste the specialty tea of our Water Element World," Dragon Sturgeon said with a smile.

"Not at all, not at all! Brother Lü need not stand on ceremony. If you do not disdain it, just call me by my courtesy name, Gongming. Come, Brother Lü, please!" Xu Huang enthusiastically pulled Lü Bu as they walked into the camp.

It was said that at that time, Qin Kai's face turned pale and his hand shook, causing an entire bowl of instant noodles to spill onto the back of his foot. He then covered his mouth and ran straight to the restroom.

Three breaths later, the people in the plaza had already shifted, their auras dropping sharply. Some could not bear the heavy pressure and made their choices. Some walked toward Gillian, some walked toward Frida, but more chose to stay in place without moving.

Leaving Mother Zhao's home, Shen Yan felt much more relaxed than when he had arrived. He got into his car and was about to start the engine when his phone suddenly rang. Picking it up, he saw it was Jiang Ruiheng.

Hirohiko Nagano rested his spoon against the edge of the soup bowl, and Chiyuki Mochizuki also put down her spoon after scooping a taste of the soup. Cheng Nuo and Ling Ming vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

Ye Xiang flicked his finger, waking Chu Chao from the ground, and vanished before the latter could fully recover his wits! However, because Chu Chao had previously joined forces with the man in white to harbor improper desires toward Wu'er, which deeply displeased him, he casually suppressed Chu Chao's martial energy down to the Green Rank.

Back on Earth, Ye Fan had gone on a trip to Mount Tai with his classmates, only to encounter nine dragons pulling a coffin. The coffin dragged him and his classmates all the way to Mars, and from Mars, they traveled on to the Big Dipper Star Region.

Hua Qiangu looked coldly at Bai Zihua, her chest heaving as the anger in her heart grew increasingly intense. Yet, her tears flowed stubbornly—these were tears of heartbreak.

Cao Cao did not know Dong Zhuo very well; he only knew that Dong Zhuo was the prefect of Xiliang, completely unaware that Dong Zhuo already commanded three hundred thousand Xiliang iron cavalry.

Shu Qingyu sneered, "A cornered beast driven to desperation?" With a flick of his finger, a flying sword slashed straight toward Lin Qingxuan.

"Mom! I'm heading out!" Gong Qianqian changed into a pretty outfit and prepared to leave.

"Hey, Terry, Terry, Terry, how are you?" Duffy discarded his unfinished cigarette butt and forced a smile as he greeted Liang Dong.

As it turned out, Xia Feng had no idea that Silly Er was a legend and a prime topic for gossip. As for the name Xia Feng itself, very few people actually knew it. Therefore, Liu He never connected him with Xia Feng.

Even as a non-combat-type ability user, he could not escape a yearning for the strong. To wander the ends of the world alone with a sword was the dream of countless people.

Feng Yu immediately nodded vigorously. "Mother, look, when you used to crouch down, I only reached the bridge of your nose, but now I'm as tall as you!" After saying this, he cast a covert glance at Lord Ye Xiang and hummed inwardly, thinking that at least he still had some sense of loyalty.

"So that's how it is. May I ask the four maidens what the situation is like inside right now?" Chen Feifan pointed at the large gate and asked.

"Your Highness need not worry about this. With the majesty of the Son of Heaven, no one dares to offend the imperial countenance," Pang Tong said matter-of-factly.

Afterward, many more survivors arrived successively. Those who brought them here provided a large amount of food, and all the survivors temporarily calmed down, each finding a safe place to wait anxiously for the upcoming changes.

Following the incident with the Nightmare Xi Demon Emperor, Qing Huan felt an almost repulsive aversion toward Bi Ruo, blurting out, "Of course I don't like it!" As soon as she said it, she realized she had spoken too hastily.

Even so, after a match concluded or simply after the time limit for "talent" expired during a game, players naturally experienced a period of fatigue. Physically, this meant bodily exhaustion and soreness; mentally, it resembled listlessness and drowsiness.

Mooris could not believe that everything happening before his eyes was real. Ever since birth, he had undergone all kinds of training. Many children like him were eliminated in cruel evaluations, and the only end for the losers was death. This was how the Black Tentacles screened for geniuses.

"Why ask so much? Whether we bet or not is just a matter of a single sentence," the slovenly old man interjected playfully.

Stopping the car, Mo Yunjun scrambled up and down to harvest all twenty-one withered Yingyou Bamboo plants, and then constructed a temporary platform right beside the roots of the Heaven-Connecting Tree.

Unexpectedly, this Bi Yueyue had a rather unyielding temperament and constantly talked back to the River God of Wei, and now she had even been suppressed by the River God of Wei using a magical artifact.

Closing the door, my gaze fell upon the telephone that my mother had dismantled. Remembering what happened in the restaurant, I walked over, reassembled the telephone, and dialed Su Fan's number anyway.

This was not the first time Tie Feng had seen this elder, who held the highest status in Desolate Capital and even the entire Northern Wasteland. Yet compared to their previous meetings, the elder somehow appeared much more aged—perhaps because he wore a plain, unadorned linen robe, or perhaps because of the somewhat tangled white beard beneath his jaw.

I let out a soft huff, criticizing him inwardly for simply finding one hand inconvenient for movement. Associating this with what I had been pondering in the restroom just moments before, my face flushed red, and any lingering anger instantly vanished. I pushed him away and hurried toward my bedroom.

After a brief pause, I continued flipping through the pages, those memories replaying in my mind bit by bit like a film stored on a strip of celluloid.

As soon as this large soft-shelled turtle emerged, it immediately tried to scurry back into the pond. However, once things had reached this point, trying to outrun a human was pure wishful thinking.

I could sense his regret and remorse. Without a doubt, Mrs. Feng targeting Su's mother truly took him by surprise, because Feng Yanbo had never done anything to Su's mother before. This led everyone to subconsciously assume that Su's mother was safe and did not require protection.