Volume 1, Chapter 66: Be Serious!

The good mood brought by Yan Mo's comforting lunch vanished instantly. She looked at Lin Feng with a deeply aggrieved expression, wanting to say something, but in the end, she didn't dare utter a word.

Fighting fiercely with low growls in their throats, for martial artists accustomed to life and death, this was actually a rather unheroic behavior. Much like witnessing the sacrifice of their elder brothers and sisters on the battlefield, everyone knew that weeping was useless, leaving them with no choice but to fight the enemy with all their might.

They had lingered a bit too long among the rear camps during the morning and forenoon, and by this time, they had been left far behind by the main procession.

"This gourd seed should be the genetic seed that the Great Heavenly Demons and the others are trying to snatch, right? But what is the use of this thing? Can it just be cracked open and eaten like a melon seed?" Han Sen held the gourd seed, turning it over and over, having no idea how to handle it.

Upon leaving the hospital, Hua Fenqiang immediately hurried over to the Yongfeng Township Police Station. After all, there were still numerous troublesome matters waiting for him to handle.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, none of the grandmasters from the various sects wore pleasant expressions. Even Li Pengcheng, who had previously been chatting quite merrily with Gu Yue'er, now wore an expression as if he had just swallowed a fly.

"Indeed there is! However, what business is that of yours? That is what this young master rightfully deserves." Xiao Qiyue patted his money pouch.

Seeing her exhausted to such a degree, his heart ached deeply. He decided to abandon his principles, let her sleep, and then tiptoed out of her room.

Yan Fei looked over and discovered that the male doctor standing behind Lu Pingping was none other than Yang Qi. However, at this moment, Yang Qi bore no resemblance to the foolish and dazed persona in his memory; instead, he looked exceedingly sharp and astute.

These individuals were all at the peak of the Upper God realm. While one could not say they had reached the level of quasi-God Kings, they were certainly standout figures among the Upper Gods.

Within Deng Kong's body, there was still a seal that had yet to be dissolved. In other words, the Nether clan bloodline within him had not yet fully awakened.

However, the English teacher was the fiery type—just a single glance was enough to make one feel as though they were catching fire.

Wang Chen muttered inwardly while his hands kept moving. As an outsider, he could already sense that amidst her agitation, Bishop Yang harbored murderous intent toward Nurse Zhang. Throwing aside any consideration of Nurse Zhang's status, he simply scooped her up in his arms, stammered apologies about being frantic with worry, and rushed out of the church.

It was impossible to tell when this soldier zombie had transformed; the flesh and skin on his left cheek had largely rotted away, exposing the skeletal frame beneath.

In the end, exactly as Zheng Zhihu had anticipated, the very night the Dutch received their reply, the envoy dispatched by Zheng Zhilong was driven away by cannon fire. Shortly thereafter, the Dutch fleet re-entered Xiamen Harbor, and the thunderous roar of cannons once again echoed across the port.

Almost the instant the second Daoist avatar of the sword was shattered, the Sword Demon appeared like a ghost on the left side of the Heavenly Dragon Holy Emperor, his sharp pupils staring fixedly at him.

If someone had truly tampered with the rockery in the back, given such heavily guarded security, outsiders certainly could not have entered; it had to be an inside job.

Not to mention, these fellows were not fighting completely without method; they seemed to possess a modicum of genuine martial arts skill.

Because it fell outside his jurisdiction, He Linfen had only casually mentioned it to Helan Xue while they were having a meal.

"Since the heavens decree that I should love you at this moment, then... Husband will love you fiercely!" With that, Chen Shao channeled a surge of magical power, shattering all their clothes. Immediately afterward, a fierce battle ensued right there in the dance studio, with a rather intense intensity.

However, the Zhoushan Base currently only operated flight routes as far as the Xiamen Base, so Lin Shenhe and his party decided to first rent an airplane to fly to Xiamen, and from there rent a passenger liner to continue their journey to Indonesia by sea.

Huh? This single remark choked quite a few people rather severely and made them immensely indignant, bringing the scene to the verge of getting out of control.

That was—they actually tempered their mental willpower through a process of self-torture and self-interrogation.

It must be noted that intelligent people share a common flaw: precisely because they are too clever, they often assume everyone else is utterly foolish, firmly believing that they alone are always right while everyone else is wrong.

Having conquered countless beauties, his greatest pleasure was watching things slowly evolve in the direction he desired.

The population in Shufeng Town had dwindled significantly. Apart from a small handful of merchants who scoffed at danger, the majority remaining were merely local residents.

Wenwen gently and soothingly undressed her elder sister Liu Xin, helping her step into the oversized bathtub.

Qin Yuan arrived joyfully at the entrance of the restaurant, only to find the main doors blocked by a somewhat familiar sedan.

Ranking second among the school's notorious Four Evils, he went by the nickname "Tiger, Who Stops at No Evil." His low-pitched voice stunned everyone present, including the two principals and the head of guidance who had come to sit in on the public lecture.

Yue froze for a moment. Seeing Xiao Yan's expression, dark and still as water, a pang of inexplicable panic gripped her. Yet, unable to figure out the reason, she simply assumed Xiao Yan was blaming her for not having left.

Liang Jingjun had no idea why, but today he suddenly felt an urge to check out Shen Anqi's school. Deep down in his heart, there was a notion driving him to go and take a look, as if something over there was pulling him. Otherwise, he never would have bothered—he wasn't foolish enough to go looking for such unwelcome trouble.

Liang Jingjun shot her an annoyed glance. What was the implication here? Did she expect his mother to buy them a courtyard just as large?

"I get it, but you don't have to grab my waist!" Feeling the pinch in his waist and abdomen, the corners of Chen Rui's mouth twitched involuntarily.

As for me, Ye Liangchen, my martial arts are peerless, my physique is robust, and I can take on a hundred single-handedly. You'd better not go up against me, or else I have a hundred ways to make it impossible for you to survive here.