Chapter 60

Seeing that he was about to close in on Bob, his current target was the unfinished piece of chicken tail-meat still held in Bob's hand.

Hearing this, the latter cast a glance toward "Uncle Black" on the side, signaling with his eyes not to tell the truth, absolutely not to tell the truth.

The third group consisted of Yan Ning and the others. Having been hindered right from the start, they were now heavily lagged behind by the rest of the procession. Barring any unexpected miracles, even if they managed to run all the way to Hidden Moon Island, they would undoubtedly rank far beyond the top two hundred, completely missing their chance with the Hidden Moon Palace.

Shang Zhixin said, "My good brother! We ought to have a frank and open discussion!" This was his true motive for hastily pursuing Qi Liang; it had been inconvenient to bring the matter up during the funeral proceedings.

The handsome man watched her every move with a smile at the corners of his mouth. A shimmering ripple seemed to dance within his eyes.

"We've been walking for the better part of the day, haven't we?" Feng held a blade of grass between his lips, chewing on it gently.

Zhou Yang's glasses had been smashed, leaving only the empty frames. Xie Pengfei's face was bruised and battered, with several bleeding cuts.

"Adoptive father can rest easy. These Jianzhou Jurchens are merely resorting to coercion and enticement; what other tricks could they possibly pull? All they want is for me to release that willful princess I captured earlier, or else they threaten to launch a massive siege on the city."

The soldiers walked back in sullen disappointment, yet their eyes remained glued to the wine cask, their throats bobbing continuously as they swallowed.

"Do you think I should go?" Strangely enough, regarding many matters, he had no desire to ask for the opinions of Zou Yin or Jiang Shan, yet he specifically wanted to consult Qin Bingyue.

Why would he utter such words without taking any action? It left him feeling somewhat bewildered and unable to grasp the situation.

The first to rush out was a man of around sixty. Although his temples were streaked with gray, his movements remained remarkably agile and swift. His black down jacket was unzipped and untied, and he wielded an iron pipe, exuding a fierce and formidable aura.

Lin Cuihua asked the question bluntly, but it hit just the right spot for Big Zhuang and Second Zhuang. The two of them immediately crowded around with a gossip-hungry look on their faces. Although Guo Xingnan nearby wore an expression as if he couldn't bear to watch, his eyes still drifted toward Song Yun's face from time to time.

Regarding the Dragon-Imprisoning Technique, Uncle Feng had taught me about it before. It was an extremely complicated spell system, containing everything from the simple, single-needle Dragon-Nailing Technique to the complex and tedious Heaven-Net Dragon-Subduing Technique.

Jingmo rubbed her belly. She hadn't even managed to eat breakfast today, and by this hour, she was truly starving.

Zhou Ziwei picked up a pastry from the plate in front of her and took a gentle bite. It was soft, waxy, and delicious, leaving a faint, lingering fragrance in her mouth, while the red bean paste inside was exceptionally smooth.

It seemed today would likely not be so simple, so he had no choice but to turn back and choose to fight the opponent.

With the high school entrance examinations drawing near, there would be a diagnostic mock test on Monday, and recently, test papers had been endless, leaving even an adult's mind somewhat overwhelmed.

Come to think of it, seeing her here was neither strange nor unsurprising; it was just that as I came out earlier, I had been staring straight ahead and paid no attention to what was behind me.

Exchanging a glance with his two brothers, he walked inside together with them. The moment he crossed the threshold, an aura of bustling prosperity washed over him, with both restaurants and inns packed to the brim with people.

He stared at Han Lianyi with aggrieved, sorrowful, and resentful eyes, making Han Lianyi feel at that moment like an unforgivable villain.

She collapsed, and his heart plummeted into the abyss right along with hers. The depths of the abyss were dark, and darkness was terrifying. How was he supposed to save you this time, his elder sister?

"This time, even if you pool your strength and fight to the death, you will never be my match!" Filled with supreme confidence, a rich murderous intent surged within him once more.

Jun Jinchen was somewhat surprised. Normally at this hour, Jinyan would not return to the Jun family residence. Walking all the way to the door of Jun Jinyan's bedroom, Jun Jinchen knocked lightly a few times, yet heard no sound in response.

He didn't actually dislike A-Xiu. To be honest, a vibrant and spirited girl like A-Xiu was a rare sight in the outside world; it was simply that he didn't want to be tied down at such an early age, preferring to go out and sow his wild oats for a few years first. He just hadn't expected A-Xiu to be so unyielding.

You might feel extremely excited, but what comes after the excitement? Think about it carefully—could you ever truly tame her?

"The two short ones on the left are them." Cahill was also somewhat puzzled. According to the intelligence he had gathered, this lord had only taken office a few months ago and had never experienced warfare before. Yet, he was able to remain this calm, causing Cahill to hold Landen in even higher regard.

Compared to the cappuccino, the King of Killers Old Li seemed somewhat more sophisticated—at least, he had finished throwing his punch, even if the target he struck was his companion's head.

Xia琪 suddenly asked, "Don't you want to ask why I'm learning to weave this?" Ordinary people would have asked at least a little bit.

Given the situation, Landen could pretty much deduce that the reason those people had all gathered together was to wait for news from both sides, especially concerning Landen's estate.

"Who told you to tug at my hair just now like a three-year-old child? It hurt to death!" Hua Zhao pinched Luo Huaiqing's waist in a symbolic gesture.

They walked up to the five coffins simultaneously and flipped open the lids at the exact same time, before directly lying down inside them. Once the coffin lids were closed again, the people from the five families simultaneously hoisted the coffins off the ground and walked together toward that door.