Chapter 43: Chi Rong (1)

Zhu Sansi naturally knew nothing of this; otherwise, who could say if he might have flown into a rage and demanded a life-or-death showdown with the Moon God on the spot.

Startled, Jing Muya dropped her phone onto the bed, looked up, and instantly resembled a startled lion with its fur standing on end.

"A-Ming, this is Director Yang from the municipal construction and planning bureau," Zhang Bo turned to look at me and introduced once more.

Listening to Jing Muya's eloquent and non-stop flow of words, Jiuer saw stars before her eyes, feeling dizzy and as if the world were turning upside down.

"Second Brother went out for a while, saying he wanted to clear his mind," Bi Sanfu raised his head, glanced briefly at Old Pei, and replied.

Geng Haoshi said his reluctant farewells to Yang Mimi, and together with his teammates, followed Yu Manman back to the Chen Zhi Gymnasium.

Within the East Island Fortress, this was not the only spot where Glory Alliance players could be found, nor was Sector Z exclusive to Plaza Four. The number of Sector Z players was vast, and their figures could be seen in many plazas.

Just as Jing Yu was about to say something along the lines of "I'll watch you go inside before I leave," the door of the villa opened.

Jing Lichen said slowly, the chill deep within his gaze piercing Jiang Manrao like a knife.

At this moment, Xu Zhenshan was fast asleep, sprawled across the beach. As it turned out, Hu Siyu had been terrified that yellow weasels were lurking down the mountain, and for his safety, she had used magic to transport Xu Zhenshan to the banks of the Qing River.

Geng Zhiyang was a man of action, the kind who would invariably put his mind to it once a decision was made. He immediately got up, left the guesthouse, went to the telecommunications service hall at the southeast corner of the Provincial Petrochemical Institute, and used a magnetic card telephone to leave a message on Lu Xiaoqing's pager.

Compared to "Chen Ping's" excitement, Lin Jiayu, though also smiling, was far more subdued.

First, the home team Excellent Era's performance continued its dismal streak, eventually plunging all the way into the relegation matches and gleefully earning the moniker of the "Antarctic Scientific Expedition Team."

"Yes, I am the Eighth Elder, but this old man accidentally lost his sight in the past and is now half-crippled. That is why I volunteered to come to the Ghost Sorrow Pass to serve as this gatekeeper."

At a little past six in the evening, Geng Zhiyang arrived early at the outer gates of the Commercial School staff residential compound as agreed, respectfully waiting for Lu Xiaoqing's arrival.

Geng Zhiyang quickly seized upon a critically severe issue from Roberts's accidental slip of the tongue: if the United Kingdom's second-hand dual-pressure nitric acid production unit had indeed failed to achieve successful startup back in the day due to various reasons, then the so-called advanced equipment that the nitrogen fertilizer plant had spent a fortune purchasing was nothing more than a pile of scrap metal.

Fuyao concealed her turbulent emotions, stepped forward as if filled with curiosity, and gently stroked the box. The fine golden sandalwood still retained a faint woody fragrance, and the lid was carved with an exquisite plum blossom pattern—at a glance, it was clearly no ordinary item.

Old Madam Wan did not answer. Instead, she clamped an egg between her palms, rolled it back and forth a few times, and with a sudden, crisp snap, the eggshell cracked open.

Li Wei's apartment was arranged very cleanly, with a cyan round rush meditation cushion placed right in the middle of the living room sofa.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Emperor did not dare to meet Di Hao's bloodshot eyes, which seemed capable of piercing through everything. In Di Hao's view, the Emperor felt as completely naked as if he had no clothes on.

"Yes, let your imaginations run high. If you were to weave the Guangzhou Uprising into the film, how would you shoot it?" Murong asked.

Early the next morning, another round of utter chaos ensued when they discovered that Xu Lianyi had vanished once more.

"Go on, go on, all of you leave! Once you leave, don't ever come back. Consider me blind for having saved an ungrateful wretch!" Ji Wan said irritably.

"Auntie, please don't say anymore. I know... I will definitely stay by his side," Ouying Yingqi said tearfully.

The reason Yu Yusheng had been able to withstand several moves from the Five-Colored Lady earlier was entirely because he possessed a spirit-pattern immortal artifact like the Twin Flying Slashes. At this moment, trading blows bare-handed with the Five-Colored Lady nearly shattered every bone in his body, and instead, Yu Yusheng vomited a mouthful of blood directly all over the Five-Colored Lady's face.

In Tianye's perception, compared to the other five realms, the Mortal Realm was as fragile as a piece of paper. The moment people from any of the other realms arrived—especially those from the Demon Realm—the Mortal Realm would undoubtedly descend into chaos, and this fragile paper of a realm would surely tear apart.

"Must be hungry, right? I'll take you to get something to eat." Nangong Linyi took Ouying Yingqi by the hand and walked toward the direction where the car was parked.

She simply could not understand why everyone had to target the Power of Darkness so relentlessly. Why couldn't ordinary people view the Power of Darkness with a rational perspective?

Ruofeng's Kalista constantly farmed and dealt damage from behind Thresh, driving spear after spear into Graves's body. Unfortunately, her damage output was nowhere near as overpowering as Graves's; after all, Graves possessed a True Grit passive that stacked his armor to exceedingly high levels, while Thresh could barely handle taking a single rotation of abilities.

"Liars, get out of Bo Xian Town! We don't want a liar as our city lord! Get out!" The townspeople shouted in a cacophony of voices.

At this moment, Chen Yun was drenched in cold sweat. Either of the two figures from just now could have determined his life or death with a single thought. He swallowed hard; this was terrifying. Even mere gatekeepers were capable of soaring through the void, with the lowest among them being at the Martial King tier. Seeing this, the Academy was truly extraordinary.

The Cucumber couldn't help but mentally praise the Potato. A fool like Li Huaifeng wouldn't have the heart to harm others, but if harming himself could save someone, he would definitely agree to it. He was precisely that kind of idiot. A guy who had already taken three stab wounds—what capability did he have left to fight against him?

The expressions of all the ghosts shifted dramatically. Tang Cang and the Ghost Calculator had no reason to doubt it; they hurriedly pulled back several miles and then stared fixedly at the City God Temple. In the quiet night, it was as if everything had lost its life, when suddenly, a gust of wind blew. No one knew where the wind came from—it seemed to originate from the depths of the earth—nor where it was going, as if it were plunging straight into hell.

Meanwhile, the opposing champions fought desperately to burst down this Vayne. A flurry of various abilities was hurled forth, yet they couldn't even touch a single hair on Vayne's head. Only a tiny handful of targeted skills managed to hit Vayne, none of which were fatal.