Volume One, Chapter 145: The Bodyguard Comes Calling
The future Emperor Hongguang inherited his father’s fine genes, possessing a stout build and a face that looked honest and simple. However, the coarse hemp clothing he wore clearly did not match his status as a crown prince.
"No need. Go back to your work, and tell the subordinates not to reveal my identity as the chairman," Lin Cheng said, waving his hand.
Peng Yue never forgot the source of his celestial spirit, delivering Void Pills at regular intervals.
Mount Kunlun is the root of the world's spiritual veins; even if the world were in decline, Mount Kunlun would remain the place with the richest spiritual energy.
For a moment, his anger subsided significantly, and he furiously grabbed the AK nearby, spraying gunfire outside the wall.
"You spend all your time in the rear camp; have you encountered any trouble?" Li Yan did not want to continue the conversation about Liu Zongmin, so he simply asked Gao Yigong about the situation in the rear camp.
"What is going on? Which department is he a doctor in? Why have I never seen him before?" Mao Kangyong frowned, pointing at Lin Cheng while questioning the department heads behind him.
The next two days were very peaceful. They didn't even encounter any players along the way. Jiang Yuan had assumed there were few players left, but upon checking the data panel, he saw there were still quite a few.
Some time ago, Fan Ze had exchanged five thousand dollars with Hei Zi, and now he simply took the money out of his bag and handed it to Guo Daxi.
The map of the Nine Provinces for the Earth Spirit Realm was provided, likely to give those scattered companions a chance to reunite. Even if the map hadn't been provided, people would still have tried to find ways to gather with their friends and family from Earth.
"Wait." Before Lorna could answer, Wade glanced around and pulled Lorna out of the bar.
Song Yuanmei stared wide-eyed at the word "busy" on WeChat, then gave a cold laugh and tossed her phone aside. That's right, the gap between them would only grow larger; keeping their distance starting now was for the best.
The long-hidden Emperor Qitai finally ventured out from his dark, sunless palace to breathe the fresh, long-missed air. When the azure sky brought the vibrant scent of spring, mixed with the unfamiliar smell of soil, before the Emperor's eyes, everything seemed brand new.
However, because she was focused on the status of other members, she inevitably became distracted. After being hit in the arm by a bullet, Kara discovered that although her uniform could not absorb the impact, it showed no signs of damage, so she stopped worrying.
Since Nick Fury said Tony was fine, it naturally wouldn't be a mistake. Returning to the sky above the villa and looking at the police and reporters gathered below, Kara couldn't help but frown.
Although Kara could easily dodge the opponent's beam and quickly close in to finish them off, his dignity as a man did not allow him to do so.
Over here, Xia Li had already handed the Empress Dowager's cloak to the palace attendant. Seeing the attendant helping Consort Min take off her cloak, she walked over to lend a hand.
Lian Yi saw that Jia Yi was somewhat displeased and mistakenly thought her question had annoyed her. She subconsciously bit the corner of her sheer veil, stopped speaking, and kept her head lowered, secretly observing Jia Yi from the corner of her eye.
A white magic circle appeared at the feet of the Frost Minotaurs, and a large number of white chains were released from it, binding the enemies tightly.
If he were running in front and the other party were chasing from behind, his nose would fare a bit better. If he kept circling the courtyard, he would eventually start to feel a bit nauseated.
"It's simple: if you lose, you and your brothers will all defect to my side. If I lose, I will take my brothers and defect to your side. Do you dare to accept?" As their eyes met, a curve formed at the corner of Xing Yue's mouth.
"Throw this piece of trash out! It disgusts me to look at him!" Lin Zhenghao flicked his sleeves and sat back down on the dragon throne.
Su Xiao was startled by this. He had indeed not used the power of the Azure Sky Lotus Seven Treasures, which was his current peak. Although Xuan Wuyu was a Celestial Immortal and had no malicious intent, one must always be on guard. If he were to know his true background, there might be future complications.
"This tree has a very eerie aura," Su Xiao said, frowning as he examined the giant tree growing at the bottom of the abyss.
As for Xie Zhun, he would repay what he owed him, but before that, he would ensure some people received their retribution.
"Ye Yun, let's see how you run now!" A smile hung on Asas's face, making the three hunters beside him involuntarily take a few steps back. It was said that whenever Asas wore such a smile, someone was bound to have bad luck.
"By the way, if it were you, if you knew you were about to die, what would you ask someone to do for you?" Yu Pianpian suddenly asked.
Tamamo-no-Mae, hiding inside the magical artifact, had been terrified, but upon suddenly sensing this aura, she was stunned.
As for selling tea eggs himself, he hadn't considered at the time whether he would be stealing business from others.
This time, contrary to Wang Ze's expectations, Chen Duan did not joke with him as casually as before. He looked at Wang Ze with a smile and said, "Chen Duan, Libationer of the Yizhou Commandery of the Haotian Dao Sect, greets the Marquis!" Having said that, he performed a formal bow, looking quite serious.
Lisa maintained this posture for a long time. When she opened her eyes again, her face was filled with satisfaction.
He Weimin was very happy, and his younger sister was overjoyed as well. With her leukemia being treated, her life had hope again; it would be strange if she weren't happy.
After all, staying at the night market a little longer meant earning a little more money. Watching money go unearned was something most people couldn't resist.
His facial contours and his life aura were simply too similar to those of Yang Wei, who had been brutally toyed with by Jia Jicai just a few days ago.
"Uncle Buxiu, you have worked hard!" Sitting opposite, Sakuragi Hanamichi nodded sincerely, expressing his deepest respect and gratitude.
On the sea, there were flickering sparks of fire; that was the Changqing Sect's fleet cutting off their retreat. Every now and then, one or several fire snakes would spit out, followed by unfortunate members of the Phantom Sect falling to the ground.
Small green dots of light floated up in the mountains, then formed a green torrent, like a green carpet laid out to welcome the return of the Mountain God.
"Such a troublesome opponent." The space was shaking at every moment, leaving no time to pause. Every time he landed, he was inevitably pursued by that pair of deadly long spears, forcing the peak third-realm emperor, Liu Moxin, to flee his position.