29 Obito Questions His Existence

An Haotian did not immediately grasp her meaning, but when the realization finally dawned on him, a sense of desolation permeated his heart.

The cargo hold was vast, capable of transporting two infantry armored vehicles and a 20-ton standard container. If used for personnel, it could accommodate 90 fully armed soldiers or 60 stretchers along with 4 to 5 medical staff. The ceiling of the hold was equipped with guide rails and two electric winches, each with a lifting capacity of 5 tons.

"So that's how it ends?" South China Tiger rubbed his nose; Chang Lin’s secondary plan had vanished into thin air.

"Then I shall make a fool of myself by offering my humble opinion." Feng Jing smiled faintly, lowering his gaze to his own fingers as he followed Lin Su out of the inner palace.

Just like that, three days passed in the blink of an eye. On the evening of the third day, after Shangguan Feng and Xuanyuan Ye finished their meal and returned to rest as usual, the moment they stepped through the door, Xuanyuan Ye could no longer suppress the blood that surged up, and he spat it out.

Technology is the primary productive force; this saying holds true. A month later, a helicopter outfitted with more advanced electronic equipment, weaponry, and the capacity to transport 90 special operations soldiers arrived at Koh Kong Island.

They moved in perfect harmony on stage. He admired Xuanyuan Ye, yet he was also jealous—he envied that he could dance with her, but he was even more jealous that he could marry such a wonderful "fool."

The boat glided smoothly, which calmed Ziyan and Tuanzi. No longer as anxious as they were at the start, they were now in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery along the lake shore: towering bridges, colorful flora, and various fish visible beneath the surface. Boating on this lake was truly a delight.

Lin Su understood Madam Li’s feelings, which was why she had summoned Si Yue. At the very least, with Si Yue, the biological father, watching over the process, the Li clan would feel more at ease with the selected candidates.

With the appearance of the Zhiyang Bird, the source energy in this realm fell into complete chaos, howling like a raging gale as if the world were collapsing. Had it not been for the efforts of Elder Cui Yue and the others to forcefully resist it, this fluctuation would have long since swept out like a hurricane, alarming the Saint Yin Palace.

"If you promise not to have any more extreme reactions, I will let you go." The man looked at her steadily, his eyes dark and bright like gemstones.

Watching Shiyao linger over the items on the street, Shui Xizhi generously bought everything she laid eyes on.

"Yun'er, hold your tongue!" Hearing the reckless and unbridled words of Consort Yun, Consort Mei snapped, a flicker of panic crossing her calm eyes.

She leaned quietly against the same tree Baili Ziqian had leaned on, gazing with the Water Moon Spirit Bird toward Yun Shixuan’s room. At this moment, for Shiyao, nothing was more important than Yun Shixuan.

The five loose immortals did not even glance at the fiery meteors. When the meteors fell within a ten-meter radius, they were deflected by an invisible force, unable to cause even the slightest disturbance. As for the pillar of light, it drew only their utter disdain.

She heard the voice as if from very, very far away. She wanted to open her eyes to see, but the wind blew all sounds away.

So, the Emperor actually thought she was siding with her mother, siding with the Snow Kingdom... So that was it.

All of this took a long time to describe, but from the moment the giant sword appeared to the moment it landed, no more than ten breaths had passed.

Videos of Yin Shixiu transporting poison spread wildly online. This had some impact on the Yin family, and since the cause of Yin Shixiu's death remained unclear and the police had yet to provide a reasonable explanation, the situation remained tense.

Hearing the distinct sound of Ji Caidao’s footsteps, Ajiao promptly shut her mouth. She knew that trouble often stems from loose lips; fortunately, the hurried Ji Caidao had not heard what she said.

"I won't be staying many days; I have to return to Donghai City tomorrow," Yun Xuan shook his head and replied casually.

Zhao Ming bowed deeply to his master, then bid farewell to his fellow disciples. He winked at Lei Liang, then rose on his sword. Stepping onto the Cangming, he vanished into the sky with a flash of iridescent light, breaking through the clouds and disappearing in an instant.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiayi, who was sitting in Yun Xuan’s lap, suddenly spread her arms, her beautiful eyes fixed on the bewildered Yun Xuan with an inexplicable smile.

"Back already?" Ye Zhuo, finally reacting, sat up quickly and checked his body. There was no emerald bundle, and aside from a slight ache in his elbows and the lingering fatigue from practicing the Thousand-Forge Hammer Technique, there was nothing else unusual.

There were still many things to arrange for this old fox to do. The necessary intelligence had to be shared to avoid any strategic blunders.

Tang Luo lit a cigarette. Damn it, you fat bastard, just wait and see how I deal with you later.

I sniffed hard a few times, smelling the contents of the vacuum box carefully. I discovered that this scent was extremely unique; I had never smelled anything like it anywhere else before.

Nodding in satisfaction, Ajiao took the opportunity to wrap her arms around his neck, then pushed her luck by pressing her forehead against his chest, naughtily poking his heart with her finger.

It couldn't be Baron Harden. He was too pedantic; his high regard for etiquette made him so fastidious about his attire that his dress coat was so smooth not even a fly could land on it. No one could add something to him without him noticing.

"Despicable humans! To think you would create such a monster just to deal with us God-kin! How are you any different from those filthy Zerg?" a Dragon Knight commander whose mecha was riddled with bullet holes said bitterly.

"Call your manager over here!" Old Dao didn't care about the hundred yuan; he just wanted to see how they swindled customers.

After she finished speaking, she pinned me to the ground with both hands. I opened my mouth to speak, but the air was thin. In that moment, my mind went blank; I only felt exhausted—so, so exhausted.

Every year on this day, people take to the streets, beating drums and playing bagpipes, celebrating the end of the old year in peace and looking forward to the new year with the same tranquility.

When he reached the wall, that man appeared behind Liu Rumei once again, preparing to strike.

In the sky, the blade and the sword collided continuously. They attacked dozens of times per second, each trying to defeat the other. However, their strength was evenly matched, with Qin Feng holding only a slight advantage. Uchiha Zuo’s attacks contained special ninjutsu-based lightning damage, making it difficult to say who would emerge victorious.

When Du Xiaolan called me, I was standing on a freezing street clutching a stack of missing person flyers, looking for a place to post them. Her voice on the phone was full of festive cheer.

Everyone was in awe of Qin Feng's acting skills. Once he made his move, they all unleashed their most powerful skills, aiming at Bazhe Tianxia. They had to take him down first.