Volume One, Chapter 63: The Day of the Fu Family's Demise Has Come

Never mind how much these cars are worth—just consider the owner behind them. How wealthy must he be? Even if not all these vehicles belong to him, being able to assemble so many implies a terrifyingly vast network of connections.

She stood at about one meter sixty, her snow-white, smooth, rounded thighs exposed beneath a pale skirt patterned in orange and yellow. The white lace edging peeked playfully from beneath, draping over the contours of her legs, all the more alluring.

Day broke without notice. Pigsy, having spent the night hiding in the grass, awoke hungry and swaggered toward the palace, rehearsing excuses in his mind, hoping to deceive the King of the Treasure Elephant Kingdom.

Over a hundred new recruits glanced at one another, tears shining in their eyes, their lips curled in joyful smiles.

With the strength of the Sword Master of Shu Mountain, if he truly intended to assassinate An Lushan, why had there been no news for so long?

Before him stood seventy or eighty high-level, peak-ranked warriors of the Yellow Rank. Judging by their life force, they were just a shade weaker than the Black Rank—far stronger than ordinary Yellow Rank fighters.

Though he couldn't sense it directly, Li Daoran was certain that his actions forced the Black Heavenly Emperor to use even more power to suppress the Stone of Sacred Marks.

“When you came out of the bathroom earlier, did you deliberately let me see your body?” Ye Long asked as he drove.

After this round of competition, Qin Fang immediately had the staff bring in the prepared food for the contestants.

Thus, every four years, Demacia and Noxus, once locked in mortal combat, entered a tacit ceasefire, selecting top talents and teams to send to the Summoner’s Rift—a reward so rich, no one could resist its allure.

After the Tiger King Jie wounded her with the “Mark of the King,” he, for the first time, defied her wishes and used the “Moon Reflection Technique” to transfer all the attacks she suffered onto himself. In doing so, he gave Emperor Ming Xin the opportunity to harm him.

Last night, he had managed to resist the assassin of gold-level strength. But against a warrior of platinum-level, he was utterly powerless. Had the elder not underestimated him before, he would never have survived until now.

“Do they have any family or other friends?” came another indifferent, lukewarm question.

The flock of birds originally followed behind me, but in only a moment, they too were left far behind.

“When did I ever promise you?” Tong Guai Guai asked, bewildered. Though his attire had improved, his true character could not be concealed.

With those words, Yi Zhongtian’s figure faded into the night, leaving Lin Hao awkwardly behind. Lin Hao understood the hidden meaning in Yi Zhongtian’s words, though he wondered whether Diya had caught it. She merely snorted, turned on her heel without a glance, leaving Lin Hao to smile bitterly.

The main weapon of the Dongyi army was the bow and arrow, followed by others. Their most lethal arrows were tipped with bronze, which, after every battle, were painstakingly recovered, repaired, and reused in the next fight.

Tong Guai Guai hurried to embrace the departing Alaskan. She grinned at Yun Ze, whose face was dark with displeasure, feigning ignorance of his true identity.

Legend held that when Nashor’s Tooth appeared, the Baron Nashor’s furious roar would echo, along with its presence.

Who would have guessed that Qiu Li’er’s master was actually an incarnation of the Desire Buddha? It seemed the Buddha had been preparing long in advance to fully suppress the Sea Toad.

Still, she worried whether Xu Ming’s family would accept his marriage to Bai Su, considering Bai Su had been married once before.

The southern desert of the Borderlands was scorching hot, while the northern region was bitterly cold. But here, the land defied expectations, growing ever hotter, barren, and devoid of grass, where green fields had turned to wasteland.

“I don’t want to cause him trouble. Especially now.” He would not let him be endangered, just as he wouldn't let Ye Li suffer heartbreak again. He would take care of that matter himself. The rest need not concern them.

“Third Brother, do we know how much Haagen-Dazs gave us?” Now that the auction was over, I needed to know just how sincere Haagen-Dazs Investment Company was.

The orcs had all departed. The stone house was vast, empty, and chillingly silent, like the realm of the dead. The stones in the pot shifted—a red hand emerged, then red hair, a red face, red clothes, red everything. It leaped out. Had anyone seen it at that moment, they would have been terrified beyond measure.

Qin Xiqian also noticed that Li Zixiao was displeased, but she failed to realize it was only an act.

The demonic qilin was quite pleased with itself, even winking at the iron leopard. As the iron leopard prepared to counterattack, the qilin’s massive foot stomped down on its face, pressing its head into the earth.

The death prelude of the Endless Road had finally begun. Who would be the next to fall?

“Elder?” Manli wondered why his family’s elder was helping an outsider, especially as the elder instructed, “Help him!” Was he really supposed to help him? What in the world was happening?

The power of the white tiger was tied to its own strength. With Ye Qiu’s current abilities, his white tiger form was still in its infancy—the weakest stage. Even so, Ye Qiu estimated that his strength now matched the ninth level of the Innate Realm.

The endless black stones spun like the universe itself, a dazzling move causing the entire board to shine, as if the endless cycle of heaven and earth, the primordial chaos, had returned.

Looking into the blood dove king’s hateful gaze, everyone present seemed to feel its indomitable will.

“Brother, are you hurt?” Xiao Ruoli asked Wang An as soon as she appeared outside.

Such wild and domineering words struck like lightning at everyone’s hearts. All eyes turned, gazing upon Ruofeng, whose fighting spirit soared, as if a god had descended—filled with awe and admiration.

When the time came, the United States might plunge into chaos like Japan, suffering heavy losses and a significant decline in national strength. Then, the world's top power could emerge from among these four nations—a prospect deeply enticing for them all.

The Divine Pill Palace would not be outdone. Like a human tower, a gigantic figure shot into the sky, leaping over ten meters high. He crashed onto the arena like a ground-piercing bomb. Though protected by array formations, the platform still shook with a thunderous boom, cracks forming faintly on the ground, as if the entire square had trembled.