Volume 1, Chapter 51: A Myriad of Ingenious Schemes
"Speak!" Boss Liu probably had a clear conscience, so he actually disabled the private mode.
Continuing at this rate, even if they were not pierced into hedgehogs by these countless ice spikes, they would sooner or later exhaust their strength and die.
Splat. Xie Zhiyan casually killed a barbarian, and a spray of blood covered his head and face, making him look even more ferocious.
Caecilius suddenly exploded. Ancient One let out a muffled grunt, a flash of shock in her eyes as this exceeded her expectations.
The debt collector was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to speak. Holding his chest with his broken-fingered hand, his body shrank backward continuously, looking utterly miserable.
"Yes, Captain." After finishing his sentence, the team member grabbed his assault rifle and ran toward the stairs leading to the control deck.
Second Master had spotted Xie Zhiyan among Song Yunyun's entourage early on, and his eyes had not left him since.
Seeing the muzzle aimed at him once more, Fan Mang vanished right in front of the tentacled alien. By the time the alien reacted, it felt a sharp pain all over its body.
"So spicy... Cough, cough, don't worry, I'll definitely take you with me!" Xianxian couldn't help but stick out her tongue and pant, her face and the tip of her tongue flushed pink, the redness spreading all the way down to the root of her neck, yet she still didn't forget to look out for Xie Zhiyan.
"Having eaten so much, how long will it take for you to digest it?" Dragon Zhanran asked the Gu King.
The next moment, a pitch-black demonic claw like iron reached out from the Spirit Pagoda. With a fierce squeeze, Sovereign Xia Che was instantly shattered into a pool of flesh and blood. Dozens of beasts emerged from the ghostly light, swarming forward to bite and lick the remains, in an extremely brutal fashion.
Even Achilles, who was invulnerable to blades and spears, could be shot in the ankle. Naturally, the seemingly formidable Black Titan had its own weakness—its joints. At least, that is what Gordon's opponents believed.
Because every time he met Ouyang Qian, she was a different person, Lin Tianyang simply numbered the three avatars he had encountered. The one with the highest cultivation he called the First Avatar, the one he saw last time was the Second Avatar, and the one he first met was the Third Avatar.
Fire Spirit Daoist and the spiritual ghost cultivator Cao Hun were both startled, neither expecting such a turn of events. The next moment, a chill ran straight down the spines of both men. Han Feng's bloodthirsty gaze was sweeping right toward them, overflowing with killing intent.
Unusually, Kurumi caught a glimpse of Metis's glare right before she vanished—not an expression Metis should have made. Kurumi realized that everything had likely changed quietly, beginning to deviate completely from the plan.
"Yes, Teacher Ampere. This can truly change the destiny of my life, so I hope Teacher Ampere can accompany me to face this moment together," Saten Ruiko nodded repeatedly and said.
The Timayo fans in the restaurant shrieked and celebrated, their emotions running high, the fiery atmosphere utterly unmatched.
"I went to do some research in my domain, and over the first three days, I managed to get my hands on the best experimental material imaginable!" Ryan said with a smile, looking at Tatsuki Arisawa in his arms.
Hearing Ling'er's words, Pang Shanmin could not help but give a bitter smile. In Jingxiang, those whose martial arts surpassed Ling'er were too numerous to count, yet among her peers, Ling'er's martial arts could be considered peerless in Jingxiang... If they followed what she said, would they have to find her an uncle-generation husband to marry?
"Roar, roar, roar—" The thick chains lashed against the magical beast, drawing out massive roars. The battle began at this very moment.
She would wait until dawn to find an opportunity to put these things back into her spatial storage, otherwise, it would be bad if they were discovered.
Yao Xiaodan walked out of the hospital ward and saw Bai Tongtong with her red-rimmed eyes. She wanted to step forward to speak, but didn't know what to say. Turning around, she walked toward the public restroom in the opposite direction. Before she even turned on the faucet, she heard a familiar voice coming from one of the toilet stalls.
The head of the human resources department picked up the phone. "Hello, Chairman. May I ask if there is a problem with this exam?" The chairman was experienced; he almost instantly determined that there must be someone the chairman cared about among the applicants.
Yao Xiaodan patted Li Kaili's shoulder and pushed open the door to go up. Before Li Kaili could stop Yao Xiaodan and take the fruit upstairs, Yao Xiaodan had already stepped into the elevator.
She wanted to wait, waiting for Huo Xiaojin to take the initiative to respond to her. But a long time passed, and the other end of the line remained silent. She was growing impatient.
Any other place might be different, but in this capital city, an official position bought through donations was nothing more than a commoner wearing official robes.
"Blood-hidden Crimson Luan, romantic tribulations and trials, the full moon emerges, two stars hard to choose, meeting is peace." The fortune-telling old man's words echoed clearly in her ear.
Something must have happened! Otherwise, why would the usually domineering Huo Xiaoran suddenly become like this? If not for his familiar scent and the temperature I had long grown accustomed to, I might even have suspected whether he was a fake.
I looked at her in confusion, but she stared back at me for quite a while, her solemn expression making even me feel somewhat uneasy.
A scene like this made his heart feel as though it were being torn apart, being subjected to slow lingering death in every single cell.
A lush, verdant island slowly revealed its traces, spiritual energy washing over them. Amidst the violent ocean, it was as tranquil and peaceful as an illusion.
Old Monk Sheye still wore a calm expression, holding a flower and smiling gently, as if this disaster of being cuckolded was merely a very peaceful matter he was discussing.
An Zhe was utterly dumbfounded. His inner otaku persona had already entered a Spartan state the very moment he laid eyes on King Arthur.
If things dragged on until then, Modu, guarded by King Arthur and a Saint, would undoubtedly become as solid as an iron barrel, leaving them with zero opportunities whatsoever.
Faced with her good friend's words filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, Jin Shanshan said nothing, her thoughts drifting back to the past.
"Familiar? Of course it's familiar! Isn't this just the style of that guy Mark?" The short man sitting next to Madonna, wearing sunglasses even in total darkness, replied with a smile.
"No!" Guo Qin cried out in grief and anger, as if she could feel a thick sheet of ice cracking deep within her heart.
Even the existence of the system had been guessed correctly. There was no point for the system to keep playing dead dog anymore, so it let out a wronged whimper to indicate it was still around.
"We have a chip design team at USTC, and I am one of the invited attendees," said Cheng Ran.