Chapter 61 First Meeting

Gu Sheng's acquaintance with Wang Xiao was entirely thanks to Zhao Qinglang's "good fortune."

When she had just started her internship at the law firm, Zhao Qinglang, by some stroke of unknown fate, had joined a crowd and become obsessed with street racing.

Motorcycles roared with engines so loud they shook the heavens; Gu Sheng felt as though the ground itself was trembling alongside them, and just watching from the racetrack made her dizzy.

She watched as the motorcycles sped furiously across the track, moving at a velocity so breathtaking that...

She knew that this time, Song Shanshan was in deep trouble and would inevitably be abandoned by her father.

"Nonsense, you are the only one in this world who dares to steal the stars." Yu Ye frowned, shaking his head helplessly.

Old Seven was the youngest member of Dormitory 210. His surname was Shen, and he was something of a prodigy. In high school, he skipped straight from the first year to the third year, and then went on to take the college entrance examination directly—and actually passed. Because "Shen" shares a similar sound to the word for "god" or "prodigy," his nickname in the dorm became "God Old Seven."

Hua Lan closed her mouth tightly. Although her conversation with Master Jingci would not transmit any sound waves outward, there was still the danger of exposure, which might alert the enemy prematurely.

The six men rushed down to the base of the mountain, their clubs held horizontally, and within a few swift moves, they forced Hua Lan, Chuncan, and Shaoyao beyond a zhang away from the mountain-guarding Taoist path.

"Yuxue, you must be speaking out of anger. I will take whatever you are saying now as compensation for when we broke up back then. I won't hold it against you; curse all you want. Once you're done, let's talk things over rationally," Wei Fengwen sighed, pleading with a pitiful look.

Anyone else would probably have been doused in red wine, but not Tan Jiangjin. His hands, his face, and the abdominal muscles that were once accidentally revealed when he lifted his shirt were worth every bit of that price.

It wasn't that Rong Li had truly turned over a new leaf; it's just that, barring absolute necessity, he would no longer do things that Xu Tanduixi disliked.

On this side, the magistrate's subordinates were gradually losing their upper hand, with several already subdued by Hua San and lying on the ground. Realizing that striking back meant taking a beating, the remaining few simply began to shrink back behind the pavilion.

Wait, elves? The Abyss Demon reacted instantly in a flash of realization. The fact that he even knew about elves was completely unreasonable; he had only ever heard legends of trees gaining sentience and possessing formidable combat power, never having laid eyes on one. So how on earth did he suddenly possess intelligence regarding this race?

Although he was a prominent figure in the provincial capital, and the Wen family was exceedingly wealthy there, he always treated the people around him with great warmth and friendliness.

Whenever this period of their experiences was mentioned, even the typically aloof-faced Bae Joo-hyun and Jennie Kim could not help but display expressions of triumph.

For the sake of righteousness, they would not hesitate for a second to sacrifice even themselves, let alone someone as trivial as Chu Lie—this anomaly in the eyes of the gods.

This throne made of steel thorns was bound in mid-air by hundreds of chains, similarly covered in barbs and sharp hooks. Both ends of the iron chains plunged deeply into the abyss stone walls on either side, securing the throne with absolute stability.

"You—you dare hit me?" The fellow stared at Jiang Tianhao in front of him, his eyes filled with shock and fury.

In truth, many things defied explanation. Assuming the old ghost was trying to redeem his sister, why must he ruthlessly harm us? Why did the old ghost frequently dance? And why would the old ghost forget who he was after dancing?

Up on the central council hall, Chu Lie stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the elite soldiers whose faces concealed traces of horror, and slightly pursed his lips.

Amidst the continued sound of several whip lashes, the door of the dilapidated house to the side pushed open, and an elderly couple, trembling with fear, stepped out and knelt down in unison, kowtowing heavily toward Su Chengyu.

Having slept blissfully all night, Jiang Tianhao felt refreshed and invigorated, heading straight to the hotel where Lin Bingqian was staying early the next morning.

However, spore crawlers were ground units themselves, allowing them to observe the battlefield from a ground-level perspective and avoid being obstructed or blinded by the billowing clouds and mists filling the sky.