Volume 1, Chapter 35: If You Don't Believe Me, There Is Nothing I Can Do

Obrigar ela a casar no lugar de outra? Toda a sorte foi levada pela verdadeira filha! Tesouro coelhinho 1190 words 2026-08-05 06:06:11

The scene was so intense that Jiang Chenyu stared, unable to look away. However, Gu Jinyan quickly reached out to cover her eyes.

What comforted the fans was that the Chinese teams competing did not seem overly affected by their emotions; at the very least, their fighting spirit remained. Anything was possible, and even if they didn't make the top three or five, the fans would be thrilled just to see them perform at their best.

The Vladimir had already been out of port for some time. Walking into the cockpit, one could see Yang Meng steering the ship while chatting idly with Wang Hu.

She loved Li Tianliang, and she would unconditionally support whatever he chose to do.

"In front of those creatures that stand over a hundred meters tall, we have no power to resist. We can only choose to assimilate with the zombies or become their next day's waste!" Li Hao looked at the group and said slowly.

After a long while, the sense of vertigo finally dissipated, and the view before Liu Sanbian gradually became clear.

But just now, Brown Bear had heard the price Li Tianliang agreed upon with the other party. Although expensive, it was a fair market rate; the other party hadn't tried to gouge them at all.

This was because Tony had already brought those items over and was laying them out one by one.

Looking at the evaluation from his detection spell, Li Hao nodded with satisfaction. This Nine-Dragon Heaven-Swallowing Halberd was now his primary weapon.

"Go down and be ready to provide support at any moment. Although I haven't detected any powerful zombies, there’s no guarantee there isn't something capable of resisting my spiritual sense. We cannot afford to lose anyone in our first battle!" Li Hao said earnestly.

"A year—I’ve actually wasted an entire year. Damn that Yaori, I let him off far too easily," Xiao Kuang roared in anger.

The journey took a month. Along the way, the two of them encountered Holy Spirits several times, and they killed any that were foolish enough to get in their way.

Upon hearing Xue Ling's words, Xiao Kuang finally remembered that he had ordered the Four Great Families to prepare four hundred million purple gold coins for him. He hadn't expected them to have already arrived in the Destruction Space.

Suddenly, Long Yunfeng’s movements stiffened, as if he had been struck by a paralysis spell.

Lin Kongxian looked at the four people who appeared before him, a gratified smile appearing on his face.

Ma Hongfei was shocked to hear this. He had expected Lin Fan to demand a large sum of money or something similar, but he never imagined Lin Fan would want to go to the Zhongyi Hall. Wasn't that like walking straight into the lion's den?

Even without considering physical strength, even if he were to use his divine power, relying on a higher cultivation level and various formidable secret techniques to confront Yang Xuan, he would still be no match. The mere existence of a Creation Artifact and a Samsara Martial Soul was something he could not withstand.

This place used to be the largest figurine shop in Akihabara, but it was acquired by the Dongshen Consortium a year ago and had since been converted into a place for tea and chess.

"They're here, they've finally arrived!" Su Donglai raised his hand to check the time on his watch, his expression changing. It had actually only taken twenty-two minutes.

The four people in the immediate vicinity were sitting cross-legged on the ground with their eyes closed, appearing as if they hadn't noticed his presence at all.

"Find a place to rest yourself," Fang Zhao said before leaving. He wouldn't be staying at the company for long.

"Sanmu, this stone xun is so strange. How can it gather clouds and lightning?" Feng Yinyin asked in surprise after finishing her melody, finally noticing the clouds and lightning above her head.

Following the lead of the troublemaker, Curly had learned how to cry, and now, having followed an outstanding graduate from the Royal Academy of Arts, he had learned how to throw a tantrum. There was simply no stopping such a drama queen; he had even started picking up these antics from the top graduates.