Finding a Match Is Hard

Qiao Junyao glared angrily at Jiang Hengqing, then pulled Su Yan to signal him to stop talking.

Everyone was startled by Simon's sudden, piercing wail. Immediately afterwards, they saw something writhing rapidly beneath Simon's skin—one, two, then more and more, resembling finger-thick green snakes.

"This humble servant pays her respects to the Empress! Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!" Lanxi deliberately knelt in an extremely awkward posture, putting on the appearance of having been thoroughly ravished by the Emperor yesterday, while inwardly slandering: What kind of system is this? Ravished by her own husband, and yet she still has to thank the Empress for it?

Once the other party refused to listen to any explanation and simply struck her down with a sword, that would truly be an eternal injustice of historic proportions.

After a brief deliberation, Sanbao decided that watching the battle from the sidelines was the wisest course of action. If the Mo family emerged victorious, he would quietly slip away; if the Mo family failed, he would be in a prime position to beat a dog that had fallen into the water.

Thus, I descended the mountain and walked all the way to the vicinity of the Sword and Rose camp, only to be astonished to find them roasting a wild mountain sheep hunted from the mountains. Its hide had already been stripped off by a dagger and laid aside, and the entire sheep was impaled on a long branch, supported on both sides by a rack formed by four crossed spears.

Originally, Sima Qing had not given Sima Shang the order to gather along the way the forces of the five cities that had been ceded to the State of Shang. However, he had done so under the false pretext of Sima Qing's "imperial decree."

The skeleton possessed formidable strength. Under Su Yan's fierce assault, although the skeleton appeared somewhat strained, it steadfastly refused to fall, causing Su Yan's heart to sink gradually.

The two chatted casually, and the distance between them seemed to close somewhat, no longer as tense as it had been back at the Lei family estate.

Throwing his backpack onto the sofa, he retrieved his precious cell phone from the dimensional space, intending to enter the One-Star Plane Tower. Ever since upgrading to the VIP3 privileged member status, the number of daily entries and the allowed time within the Plane Tower had become much more generous than before, to the extent that he sometimes couldn't even use them all up.

As a grandmaster of artifact crafting, the Abbot of Mount Longhu naturally felt a sense of mutual appreciation upon encountering a fine magical treasure.

The two ran without stopping for three days and three nights. Su Chen's mount lacked the stamina and died of exhaustion along the way, while the Red Hare showed not the slightest hint of fatigue, prompting them to share a single horse.

A flash of colorful light swept past, and the ten A-grade treasure chests slowly vanished, replaced by a crystal-clear white treasure chest over which brilliant, multicolored lights continuously rippled.

As he spoke, the Abbot took out the envelope and handed it with both hands to Li Teng. Li Teng impatiently pulled out the contents, glanced over them, and furrowed his brows slightly.

After all, it had initially been crafted from mutated bamboo branches and Black Mengmeng's fur; no matter how refined, its material could never surpass the fur and bones of a genuine demonic beast.

However, he would occasionally stumble upon a couple of spiritual energy nodes that had gone unvisited by their owners for decades. Since his spiritual energy storage jade bottle was already overflowing internally, he would extract their spiritual energy and transfer it into his own bottle. Such nodes, having been neglected for decades, clearly indicated that their previous owners had either perished or abandoned them.

"So to speak, someone captured your brother and sold him to the Miaolou, which is why you stepped in to rescue him," Yang Yi could not help saying.

The light from the room streamed through the window, illuminating Yan Jun's stern face. He contemplated for a moment before returning to his own chamber.

Fortunately, the barrier remained secure, and an hour later, the two had fully recovered, Miss Yue'er's injuries temporarily suppressed.

Some looked like octopuses, some like crabs, some like animals, some like plants, and there were even those that looked like fruits.

Seohyun unconsciously lifted her chin slightly, crossed her arms over her chest, and gazed at the stage with a look of critical appraisal characteristic of a senior artist.

Therefore, Zero wanted to find Biao and inquire how many senior generals remained within this Alpha Empire.

"By the way, the Chief asked me to remind you that the next time you fly a drone, remember to bring the Longbo lens and apply for the airspace in advance."

Suddenly, I thought of death! I truly lacked the courage to continue facing this cruel reality! Moreover, in this world now, there was nothing left worth lingering for.

As for the Flesh Cleaver, its impact on various aspects had not yet been fully revealed, but the sensation transmitted by the Flesh Wall let him know that it was already enough.

He relished dragging the aloof Song Zhi down into the mire, as if he would only be satisfied once Song Zhi was thoroughly splattered with mud. Only by doing so could he salvage a shred of remaining dignity from Song Zhi.

"I am very sorry, our escape plan encountered some problems. Just a day after our departure, we ran into an ultra-strong solar storm, which caused damage to the internal equipment of the spacecraft."

Even an award-winning actor could not pull this off; after all, physical pain is not something you can fake just by putting on an act.

One had a sphere on top, another had a rectangular radar array on top, and yet another featured a disc on top.

"Right, right, I think so too. Chunan looking down on you is definitely his lack of vision. Another day I'll introduce you to some very capable rich second-generation heirs who will definitely be no worse than him!" Li Junjie also patted his chest nearby, playing the part of a loyal and protective friend.

The red light scattered onto the stone steps like falling fireworks. Though clearly made of bluestone, stepping on them felt as scorching as walking on fire, and the mountain emitted boiling, searing flames as if cursed by dark magic.

My efforts were not in vain; the helicopter noticed me and hovered overhead. I hurried back to the armored vehicle and carried out the cold-handed one.