Chapter 59: The Forced Idiocy of the Overbearing CEO Supporting Character in an Old-School Romance (11)

As the remaining nine blood-sucking worms were injected into Chen Jihai's body one by one, Bai Duanliu had already stood up and walked out of the room.

"Aogu, drive ahead and make a U-turn, then head into the road Erwa mentioned," I hurriedly instructed Aogu.

The four major branch clans had already become nominal, and even the Heavenly Clan leader had been defeated by Jiang Yun, currently on his way back to the Heavenly Clan.

However, before her death, she also claimed that other concubines had told her the Prince did not care about these animals at all, which was why he gave the eagle to the Heir.

Zhang Dashan had an enormous physique, at least three times the size of Mo Fan. Every step he took on the life-and-death arena emitted a loud thud, causing many onlookers to widen their eyes in shock.

Dong Mingcheng kept pressing Fu Qingyang's jacket against his wound, but he still could not stop the blood from flowing out.

The purple qi arrived before his hand. The moment the azalea touched the purple qi, it withered directly into ash and was blown away by the wind.

Chunks of ice, smashed and transported from other layers of hell, were placed into a cup, topped with rich, mellow mortal beer. Taking a gulp instantly refreshed the mind and soul.

He could only secretly blame himself for drinking so much alcohol, leaving his mind in such a blur that he failed to satisfy Lu Qing'er.

The birth of a special-attribute elemental crystal core required the absorption of immensely majestic special-attribute elemental energy. Only when it was completely condensed could it be considered born and usable by elemental cultivators. Whether this absorption process was slow or fast depended on the concentration of surrounding attribute elemental energy.

Because of the battle of Ge City, he completely lost Jiao He's trust, just like a charlatan whose every lie had been exposed.

He only had one leg, so he was currently assigned to this easy job, leading a team to suppress these ground rats just to build up some presence, and usually spent his time resting.

What a fucking idiot! Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and without hesitation, he turned around and walked toward another team from Huachen University.

Could it be... Cao Cao's slender eyes rolled rapidly. Could it be that there was some clichéd, heart-wrenching, deep love and hatred mixed up in this?

Although their formation was compressed very flat and their defensive line was crumbling, Villarreal ultimately gritted their teeth and held on.

Ferguson certainly wouldn't do such a "foolish" thing, so his demand was for all players to move actively. In defense, they had to press as a whole and execute a high block, striving to make Barcelona flustered and overwhelmed, running themselves ragged. In attack, the entire team had to push up to apply as much high pressure on the opponent as possible.

Fan Zhiyi smiled faintly, nodded again, patted the other player's shoulder, and walked toward the next German player.

Xie Xie said slowly with a gloomy face, "Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been hard to balance. I chose to put the country first, protecting the Crown Prince all the way to the imperial palace as we fought through rivers of blood and fields of corpses, ultimately allowing the Crown Prince to successfully ascend the throne as emperor before returning to the Prince's estate."

"...There really is no such thing!" Brother Donkey couldn't help but shiver, instantly breaking out in goosebumps all over his body.

As the ghost lieutenants and ghost generals he summoned out grew increasingly numerous, the octopus monster felt hotter and hotter, as if its entire body was about to catch fire. Unable to see the Datang ghost army, the octopus monster decisively chose to run away in the face of this mysterious and unknown existence.

Wang Feng felt his control over his body gradually diminishing. It started at the tips of his limbs, and slowly, even half of his body lost sensation. Although he tried his hardest to perceive and control it, it was of no use at all.

Ever since that incident in Southwest Province, he had established a connection with the massive ship of the Tang family, officially forming a cooperative relationship. He could be considered an ally heavily supported and courted by the Tang family, or rather, an object of political investment.

Could it be a friend of his mother? But using this method to verify identity was simply too unreliable! Lu Qiming smiled bitterly, a faint unease lingering in his heart—he knew that he must be entirely oblivious to some crucial key.

No matter how strong Qin Zhao's ability was, it was impossible for him to fight the Poison Demon King. Even if he used divine soul techniques, given the comprehensive nature of the Poison Demon King's demonic arts, it was unlikely he would fall into a trap so easily.

The farewell between two people who were not very articulate appeared somewhat awkward. Sensing Zhang Tian's eagerness to leave, Qin Ruo'er did not say much more. After a brief parting, Zhang Tian set off once again to rendezvous with Yang Shaojie ahead, then flew at full speed toward the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Xiao Lingtong turned around, or more precisely, stepped aside to make way, as those two figures arrived before Luo Changfeng.

"Indeed, Zhang Tian specifically set up a formation when entering seclusion. Presumably, he has gained new insights; otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen this moment to seclude himself. We might as well wait and see how things develop. Actually, I came to see the two of you because I have some matters to discuss," Shang Zhengyang said.

However, helpless against Huasis's extremely high status and position, coupled with the fact that Dean Charles kept apologizing to him, he could only pretend he didn't know anything. Besides, he couldn't understand English anyway.

Hearing this, the person did not reply, but simply looked patiently at Zhang Tian. Upon seeing that not a single spot of Zhang Tian's clothes was soaked, a trace of shock inevitably flashed in his heart, and he let out an involuntary "Oh?" of surprise.

Inside Yao Xinghe's ancient castle, the Hell Demon King knelt before Jiang Hanren, Baizi, and Yao Xinghe. The Hell Demon King kept his head lowered, his body trembling incessantly as he awaited his fate.