Chapter 52 Playing Along

Not long after Mu Yi settled Song Qiao down, she closed her eyes and gradually drifted off to sleep on the bed, seeing which, the man finally turned and left.

However, the moment the door closed, Song Qiao's previously tightly shut eyes snapped open, her gaze entirely clear, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to someone in a deep sleep.

She got up, walked over to the bronze mirror, and inspected her injury.

Having been treated with ointment, the wound on her cheek had stopped bleeding, though the surrounding skin was red and swollen, throbbing with piercing pain at the slightest touch.

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Hao River was, a long time ago, the moat of Tongcheng; nowadays, however, with the development and expansion of the city, it has long since transformed into a scenic urban river.

After relaxing his mind and resting for a moment, Liu Yibin unlocked his phone, opened the Brain-Hole App, skipped the world information inside, and tapped into the treasure chest section.

Making a gesture, Jiang Heng and Jiang Ling hurriedly knelt down, preparing to kowtow to Doctor Zhang, while the village chief also looked at Doctor Zhang with a pleading expression. Doctor Zhang hastened to stop them from bowing, yet still shook his head.

Yu Sheng's spiritual power surged violently, instantly overwhelming the God-Binding Rope. The initial master of that God-Binding Rope was none other than the faceless youth whose formidable spiritual power had imbued the rope with an arrogant demeanor; now, facing Yu Sheng's overwhelming force, it instantly wilted.

There was one thing Zhou Ze left unsaid: it seemed that whenever trouble struck, temporary workers were always the most vulnerable to getting struck by lightning.

Gaining the Great General's favor this time could be said to be Li Zisheng's most perilous move, yet it was a step he had no choice but to take.

Each Su Mo was responsible for a corner of this eternal realm, tasked with thoroughly comprehending the origin of the eternal realm within that specific corner.

Thanatos nodded inwardly: Indeed. The relationship between a deity and the rules or phenomena they embody is, first and foremost, a passive one. Just as he, in his capacity as the God of Death, possesses the "function" of ensuring the souls of the Underworld find rest, this "function" does not require him to actively perform it.

For instance, a relatively credible source was a post where a netizen uploaded a short video, rather than relying solely on textual description.

Meanwhile, Brother Niu, even before waiting for the Sect Master to grant him permission to enter the inner sect, cupped his hands and bowed to Zhao Zhou with an expression of profound gratitude and excitement, thanking him for his kind intervention.

The door to the SSS-class cell was not like the iron-bar doors in the corridor outside, but rather a metal door about five centimeters thick.

After Black Pockmark and the bald man brought He Shijia inside, she could vaguely discern several figures moving about, presumably fellow human traffickers.

"Ask the Captain Chen who came from over there yourself." Huaien finished speaking, hurriedly snatched the tally from the imperial guards' hands, and ran to catch up with Li Li.

In the eyes of others, this came across as a guilty conscience on the part of Fengtian, and as blows were exchanged, they grew increasingly relentless.

He likewise immediately drove away in a dejected manner; staying any longer would only make him a greater laughingstock.

Some might ask: since it was capable of devouring two thousand people in Arkham Asylum, why not infect the entire city of Gotham?

Therefore, upon learning of Jiang Yuanliu's whereabouts, he refrained from informing the Protector of the State, so as to avoid setting off a false alarm that would lead to empty joy.

As it turned out, the meal passed in profound silence without any commotion, yet she could distinctly perceive the undercurrents of hostility among the men, who were on the verge of openly mocking each other and resorting to violence.

Princess Changle, seeing that her maternal uncle no longer intended to pursue the matter, turned around as well and answered in compliance.

A gust of cold wind rushed toward them, carrying an eerie, hollow echo that made the atmosphere chillingly desolate and terrifying enough to freeze one's blood.

Taye was bewildered, unable to fathom Old Gu's intention. Perhaps it was to let him gaze into the distance, but there was nothing there save for endless, rolling snowy peaks—a sight far removed from what Taye had expected.

What Xie Xiaoyin said was precisely what Shiyu and Ouyang Ruolan were thinking, and they both nodded in agreement toward Liu Yu.

Yi Shuihan was currently in a marvelous state, quietly listening to the rhythm of his own heartbeat and feeling its regular pulse.