Volume 1, Chapter 60: Boiling a Human!

"That over there, the crime scene must have been cordoned off, and it looks pretty terrifying." There was a huge pit on the ground, where a dead body had once been buried.

It seemed as though the incident had simply passed, with no one mentioning it again. Gu Xidong, usually so busy, did not leave this time; instead, he brought out a mahjong set, keeping the elderly woman and man company to pass the time. Not only did he play himself, but he also pulled Qi Anluo aside just to watch.

Sitting on the bus, Jing Yi looked at the black wallet in her hand and curved her lips into a smile. She was not going to work today; she would go shopping in a while. After all, she had plenty of money.

Glancing sideways and seeing that Chen Haoran was about to catch up, Jing Yi didn't even bother to hail a cab, and simply broke into a run along the roadside.

Awkwardness and silence, like a thin mist, slowly permeated the entire room and failed to dissipate, accumulating more and more until it became a thick fog. As a result, breathing began to grow obstructed, heavy, hot, and uneven.

"I just remembered that every time I rode in your car, some bizarre things always happened. I find it both nostalgic and wonderful." Ling Luochi wore a faint smile at the corners of her lips, as if reminiscing about a very fond memory.

However, she had only dozed off for a brief moment before she was awakened by a flurry of battle cries and shouting. Lying on the couch, she listened intently, a fierce look flashing swiftly across the depths of her eyes.

This person, who had already died a hundred years ago, was well-versed in all human dream psychology. Even hypnosis could not reach that level; to use an exaggerated phrasing, he had probably already attained the realm of dream manipulation.

Therefore, if she wished to care about Gong Rui's past, she could not simply erase the frantic man before her along with it.

It was also Wang Yidong's first time climbing the Great Wall. Seeing the excited expressions of his father and Uncle Li, he was infected by their enthusiasm.

Thinking back, among those thrown in here, which of them had ever left unscathed? Their outward appearance might not have changed, but their insides must have been affected and mutated, even if it wasn't yet apparent.

Xue Hao replied truthfully, "That's fine too; going out to see more can also elevate one's state of mind," Nangong Xingyuan said with a smile. Qian Lesheng, standing nearby, suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said, "In that case, Xingyuan and I won't hold you back." With that, he called out to Nangong Xingyuan and sprinted toward the direction of the arena.

Among them was a pair of youthful, military-green hot pants. Li Qingdie originally did not want to buy them, but she couldn't resist Xu Shiyu's enthusiasm.

Yu Fangqiu was in charge of driving. Seeing that the gates of the Capulet family's estate were open, she asked Wang Yidong.

Hearing Shu Yao's anxious cries, Li Zhicheng suddenly felt that he had been quite a jerk. To explore a place of unknown nature, he had abandoned them for more than ten days—and specifically went missing after knowing he was supposed to be rescuing Chen Zhiyuan. A wave of profound guilt suddenly surged within his heart, immense guilt.

Not only had Li Junhao acquired more than 100,000 resource points over three consecutive days, but the number of troops under his command had also expanded to the scale of a battalion, making him look exceptionally pleased. However, by noon that day, Li Junhao began to feel restless and sensed it was time to withdraw from that place.

With the growth of his spiritual power and the continuous absorption of the souls within the Mirror of Karma, Li Zhicheng faintly began to gain control over the Mirror of Karma.

"Perhaps I should go see him tomorrow?" Ryuzaki Yamazaki thought to himself, feeling a touch of triumphant self-satisfaction.

At the same time, one must not lower their guard against fate; his primary task remained dealing with it.

Liu Xiu's mastery of swordsmanship could be described as nothing short of miraculous. With a single sword thrust that carved out a completely new path, he easily defeated Sun Ren.

"The Third Prince is still at the frontier, and no anomalies have been found," Uncle Gui also found it strange.

The reason Lei Sen and his "Boot Group" were able to bite onto Lang Zhan's trail and refuse to let go after locating the inn where he hid was thanks to these electronic dogs.

"Crack!" A crisp sound rang out, and Zeus's divine arm-armor instantly shattered, countless fragments scattering in all directions.

Pang Shanmin was the eldest son of Master Pang Degong. Pang Tong and Pang Lin, who lived under Pang Degong's care, had a very good relationship with Pang Shanmin.

"In that case, I suppose we have nothing more to say." Ye Fei stepped forward and drew his saber.

The spirit blade condensed by Yun Qingyang instantly slashed out a blade aura. The puppet raised its arms to block, and its arms were instantly severed. The blade aura lost none of its momentum and sent the puppet flying, leaving a deep scar across its chest.

She suddenly felt as though there wasn't much communication between her and Xie Chen. How were they supposed to communicate when the time came?

Inside the tunnel, it was densely packed with people, numbering in the hundreds. Every single one of them had a robust build and wore tight martial arts attire. Because they had been hiding underground all this time, none of them wore armor—on the one hand, it was too cumbersome, and on the other hand, it was too conspicuous. Wearing casual clothes was far more convenient instead.

Although he was cultivating within the wondrous Universe Creation Cauldron, Gu Feng had constantly kept his divine sense extended outward to monitor the developments in the outside world.

Now they could no longer find a way to resolve the demonic Qi within Yuan Ye's body. Perhaps Chen Mu could indeed purge the demonic Qi from Yuan Ye using the magic power imbued with pure Yang energy currently residing within his body.

They did not have an absolute powerhouse capable of taking on many single-handedly on their side; Akimichi Torifu could only manage to deal with two elite jounin simultaneously.

"Then you won't be able to leave. You'll just have to accompany this old man here and live out the rest of your days." The old man was clearly gloating over his misfortune.

Grandmaster Anna looked extremely urgent and vanished before she finished speaking. Wu Fei looked at the magic with which Grandmaster Anna disappeared—how convenient—and couldn't help feeling a pang of envy. Then he turned to look at Grandmaster Green, awaiting his arrangements, since Wu Fei and his companions now belonged to the Magic Guild.