Rubbed comfortable

The wind and snow acted like the most frantic painter in heaven and earth, wantonly splashing silver-white paint to completely cover the official road. Zhao Zun and his entourage were trapped in a post station, unable to continue their journey back to the capital.

Inside the post station, the hearth fire burned fiercely, yet it could not dispel the bitter cold outside.

Han Lei pushed open the window to look at the snow-filled sky outside, turned back, and sighed with exaggerated flair.

"Ah! This truly is 'though the host does not bid him stay, heaven compels him to remain'! Who knows how many days we will be stuck here this time?"

When Qi Qing previously ambushed Carl, she did not feel that the other party had much of an advantage in speed, suspecting that he probably had not allocated points to speed, but rather to strength or something else. In addition, Mo Xun was covered in wounds and drew Carl's attention, and Carl's psychotic brutality was triggered, causing him to drop his guard momentarily, which allowed her to take advantage of him.

Following the method instructed by 799, Qi Qing practiced storing and retrieving items from the space using her mind, and then broke away from the state of meditation.

Gu Xiao's aura differed far too much from Zhou Wang's; it was utterly unimaginable that they could become friends. Yet judging from Zhou Wang's tone just moments ago, the relationship between the two went far beyond mere friendship.

The Immortal Palace—that was the Immortal Palace which had only appeared in legends. Rumor had it that whoever obtained the inheritance within could comprehend the secret to ascension.

It was even more likely that Mo Xun's primary focus was protecting that secret base, and she just happened to choose to live here, thus being protected along the way.

Professor Zhang felt profound grief in his heart; he never expected that, at his advanced age, he would still fall victim to society's scams.

Put that way, the knowledge mastered by grave robbers far exceeded what a student graduating from an archaeology university would learn.

Ever since elder sister married and left, this home no longer felt like a home. Now that mother was gone, elder sister had begun taking charge of them again. Life seemed to have returned to the way it used to be, yet it was even better than before.

More than twenty surviving foreign team members knelt on the ground, tears and snot streaming down their faces as they kowtowed incessantly, trying to beg for Jiang Ming's forgiveness.

Zhao Jia could even recognize quite a few familiar faces, which showed how terrifyingly vast Consort Fu's network of connections was. What the other party had said that day was by no means an exaggeration; she indeed possessed the ability to look after him.

Two fierce warriors charged from different directions. Anyone witnessing such a scene would probably be frightened to the point of weak limbs, let alone facing them in a direct duel.

"Leng Yi and the others are positioned as bodyguards in the first place. Isn't it completely normal for them to possess martial arts skills?" Leng Tianyu said softly.

"Young man, I expect an explanation from you!" Gao Fengliang said calmly, casting a deep gaze at Chu Chen. Facing such a ruffian, he was prepared to draw his sidearm from his waist at any moment.

"By doing this, what actual benefit is there for you?" The Emperor asked the robed figure in a strained voice.

The anger in Ye Feifei's heart instantly flared up, making her tremble all over as she gripped her mobile phone.

For instance, some people had a natural affinity with animals and were deeply liked by them. Others, due to various reasons, were born with boundless strength or an unerring memory—none of these were ordinary.

Knowing that Princess Annan was currently blazing with fury, the attendants all lowered their heads and remained silent, terrified that even the slightest sound might provoke the princess's wrath.

"Their origins are difficult to investigate; it's as if they appeared out of thin air, with no way to trace them at all!" Bai Ziling spoke up, and profound helplessness could be heard in his tone.

Emperors Cang and Hong knew that the situation had become extremely perilous for them, so they instantly went mad, preparing to fight to the death to carve out a path of survival.

He cared little for Duanmu Beiyao's life or death, but that sickly weakling living on did not stand in anyone's way either. Besides, Hou Jiejiu now had to come begging him, so he would gladly do a favor while simultaneously showing goodwill toward the Duke of Cao's estate.

Amidst the shouts and roars, Qin Haotian's torrential barrage of punches slammed violently into Liu Tuo. In the span of an hourglass, he threw over a thousand punches, each fist exploding against Liu Tuo's chest like sudden thunder.

"You two, please feel free," Vodaro said maliciously, making a 'please' gesture toward the sea of fire behind him.

"What are you doing? Yang Xinnan! Stop this at once." Hearing the screams, Lan Shishi began to panic. She blindly stretched out her hands, trying to catch something, but caught nothing at all, grasping only a handful of empty air.

"Then what about the corpse poison?" The old man opened his mouth. Even if Lu Yu's soul escaped, wouldn't that physical body still end up being transformed into a walking corpse?

Having hastily cooked and shared a meal, Lu Yu and that girl Xia Yanyan could be considered to have experienced a rare world for just the two of them, ever since they shed their beggar disguises.

Judging by this appearance, a torrential downpour would undoubtedly arrive shortly. Qi瑜 and the others found a cave to hide in. With only a short distance remaining to their destination, they had to halt their steps right here, which somewhat depressed Qi Yu.

Under the influence of such corridor lighting, Liang Xiao's heart was filled with a sense of unease. For some reason, Liang Xiao felt that his eyelids kept twitching—a twitching carrying a sense of foreboding, signaling that something major was bound to happen tonight, an event that Liang Xiao himself might not be able to bear.

Greeting them at the entrance of the Piez factory was Nicole, whose sweet smile seemed to have completely forgotten what happened yesterday.

The ghost puppet doll in the smiling wraith's hand—the Whimperer—actually emitted a sound, though it could only be heard within the mind. That was a curse incantation of the dark faction.

Regarding such an outcome, Tian Yi was very gratified. Mu Han was finally able to begin a new life.

Isoroku Okamura seemed to have grown smarter this time, no longer entangling himself with Zhang Xueliang, but instead immediately lodging a protest with the British, French, and American observer delegations. Were the military police on duty inside the conference hall each carrying four weapons? Furthermore, he protested that Zhang Xueliang, the representative of the Republic's side, failed to abide by the rules of the duel and brazenly launched a sneak attack to sabotage the negotiations.

Naturally unaware that the enemy had changed direction, Lu Lin continued skirmishing with the demon projection. Yet, to his surprise, after circling for just a few seconds, [Demon Salas] charged aggressively toward him from the front. Stunned for a moment, even his attack paused slightly.

The sounds of the earth trembling rang out one after another, as if a giant several hundred meters tall was trampling the ground with its massive feet. That was precisely Lin Yu ruthlessly punishing the Heaven-Swallowing Kun beast that had already been beaten to near death.