Chapter 55

The middle-aged man was so furious he nearly passed out backward, watching helplessly as the youth put his arm around the handsome man and walked away, leaving even his sports car behind.

This aura was utterly intoxicating, especially to students whose youth was bursting with unreleased energy. To them, it was like a fatal poison against which they had zero resistance.

Yet just as everything was developing toward the best possible outcome, some disruptive twist would invariably pop up to derail the progress.

Now, her family was very supportive of her being with him, all because Li Lianlong had begun to truly excel on his own.

In the span of mere breaths, the tiger-leopard spiritual beast eyed him with hostility. Leng Xiao, too, maintained a measure of vigilance toward the creature, purely because it possessed the cultivation level of a Golden Core.

Furthermore, he remained in his previous posture, sitting cross-legged on the rush mat as if he had never moved at all.

Due to the differences in the laws of heaven and earth, if those Great Evil Gods were to come directly to Earth, not only would their powers plummet drastically, but they would also easily expose themselves. There was no telling if they might not be swarmed and beaten to death the moment they arrived on Earth.

The youth's eyes were reddened with anger. Anyone who regained consciousness only to encounter such a situation would be furious, and at this moment, Bai Kong was exceptionally furious.

After Big Black arrived, Cheng Lu instantly felt a great deal more relaxed. He was simply a master of arrangements, meticulously sorting out every single meal for those middle-aged, greasy executives of the automotive enterprises. Bathhouses, mahjong parlors, and KTVs were all handled to perfection. Once these people were kept comfortable, doing business became a breeze.

"Xi Zhanchen, have you forgotten that you still command the assassination hall? Have you forgotten that you are the top leader of the Carefree Valley? If you die, are you just going to abandon all those people and not care about them anymore?" Qing Yu asked helplessly.

Even the normally most boisterous "Four Immortals of Peach Valley" fell exceptionally silent, terrified that any movement might shatter this mesmerizing mood that one could not help sinking into.

"How is it?" Su Limei knew nothing about alchemy and naturally lacked interest, so he turned to ask Elder Jin beside him.

Old Woman Qian, who had once been so righteously traitorous, ultimately could not endure the strange gazes of her grandson and neighbors, and died of depression. Those unrepentant noble clans had long since turned to ashes years ago, and today's Yongan had finally attained the appearance Lu Changyao had always envisioned for it.

Su He nodded slightly. He didn't care for online games where paying to win was necessary to keep up with cash-paying players; his favorites were stand-alone games like Red Alert and StarCraft, and apart from those, he only ever browsed the internet.

Nangong Yumo nodded. "Therefore, you must get through it. Don't make me and Gun Gun wait too long." With that, she bent down to pick up Gun Gun from the ground, turned around, and retreated. Gazing at Nangong Yumo's slender figure, Pastor Mu's fighting spirit instantly soared to the maximum, and his eyes grew sharp and blazing.

Li Jing did not take a laissez-faire approach toward Luo Tong and the others. After they set off, he widely deployed scouts across the grasslands to provide Luo Tong with timely intelligence.

This was also a helpless measure, as he fundamentally knew nothing about fighting wars, relying entirely on Old Ala to press forward with the first and second battalions, and Nine-Tailed Phoenix's third battalion to charge into battle. In actual combat, it always boiled down to Old Ala commanding the first and second battalions, Nine-Tailed Phoenix commanding the third and fourth battalions, and he himself, as a regimental commander, taking charge of rear-area production work.

The upper bodies of those creatures were no different from mermen, while their lower bodies resembled sea snakes covered in scales, leaving them to writhe helplessly on the land.

Since ancient times, only Huo Qubing had been conferred the title of Marquis of Champion—a resounding and magnificent title, so he decided to stake a claim on it first.

The more Li Chenghuan spoke like this, the more desperate he became to find out what had happened! Moreover, a symbolic title like honorary sect leader carried far more weight than actual power, and since the precedent had already been set at Yunxia Stronghold, adding one more wouldn't hurt! Besides, if the Smiling Mansion ever encountered any trouble in the future, stepping in to help would become all the more justified.

"No way? Then... then what was his reaction when he saw it?" Xu Zuoyan asked in astonishment, not expecting Ye's father and the others to be so open-minded. Back at his own home, the most intimacy one would ever see between parents was a peck on the cheek; witnessing something like kissing was completely out of the question—it was all extremely subtle and reserved.

"What's wrong, Moma? Why did you run back alone? Where is Hu Lan?" Shen Liang asked with a strange expression as he looked at Moma.

When Madam Ao heard that Ye Feng had encountered the Fire Qilin and, due to carelessness, had been severely injured and left on the verge of death by the beast, a look of deep concern immediately appeared on her face as she worried for Ye Feng.

After eating and drinking their fill, Moma and the others walked out of the tavern, where a burly man came staggering toward them. "Oh my."

Xu Zuoyan happily walked out. Upon hearing the sound of the door closing, Ye Kaicheng wiped the water from his face, his well-muscled chest heaving heavily. In the bathroom, the familiar scent of his shower gel felt far more intense than usual.

A long time later, when Moma looked back on her high school years, she would certainly never forget this night. A series of brainless plot developments and idiotic endings were secondary.

"Play by yourself for a bit, I'm going to take a shower." Seeing that Xu Zuoyan had settled down, Ye Kaicheng smiled, patted Xu Zuoyan on the head, and then headed to the bathroom.

Furthermore, perhaps they were the only couple around, for their surroundings were dead silent, bordering on eerie.

However, what Xiong Yanhua had never expected was that when she finally tracked down her wife, her wife had already remarried another man and given birth to two children.

The red eyes on the back of the stone puppet's head completely caved in, smashed to smithereens, and cracks spread from the indentation all over its entire body.

Before I could dwell on it further, the Buddhist-Daoist Temple appeared before us unawares. We got out of the car, and a dozen villagers shouldered the coffin all the way up the mountain to the temple. It had only been a few days since we last left, yet now this Buddhist-Daoist Temple appeared incomparably desolate.

The expression on Ze Zhentian's face was as if she had seen a ghost. The Lin Feng of the past could block her lethal moves, but he could certainly never have done so with such effortless casualness.

Naturally, he neither would nor dared to seize it by open force, after all, this was his master's legacy, and Long Chi and Long Ling were among the people closest to him in this world; he could not damage brotherly bonds over a sect or an inheritance.

At this moment, the mist gradually dissipated, revealing a full moon. The bright moonlight poured down, casting a silver-white coating over everything around them.

If a triple kill had been secured by A Night's Drifting, they wouldn't have said or thought anything of it, considering it only natural. But for a triple kill to be pulled off by a rookie—and a rookie who had been rejected by their E-sports Club several times over—that felt somewhat like a slap to the face.

Simultaneously, the other Frost Guard encampments began launching offensives toward the Ice Tribe encampment.