Volume 1, Chapter 57: The Empress Begs the Prince of Qin for Rescue

Xiang Lai’s eyes shone with brilliance. He rushed in front of the Princess, pushed her aside, pressed his hand against the lamp stand she had been shielding, and gave it a twist.

Faced with arrows shot by thousands of people, there was only one path left: death, or being pierced by a thousand arrows while still drawing one last breath.

Mumu regretted it. He suddenly became acutely sober—why was his partner today a vegetative state? Just how powerful are humans? Don't tell me that even when a child is in this wretched state, they still yearn for marital bliss and all that romantic nonsense.

Bidding farewell to Ye Junhen, Xiang Lai returned to Huibin Pavilion without looking back. He searched everywhere for Qiansha, but could not find him no matter what.

True to his word, that Chen Qiaochu had not deceived them. The South Gate was indeed open and unobstructed. Mido and the others swaggered out of the base, then pulled a recreational vehicle from their packs and sped all the way until they stopped in this relatively safe open ground.

Comrades, it is not that Mumu dares not accept such sudden care, but rather that he does not want to be undeserving of such favor and have no way to repay it other than offering his own body.

Ye Yu was startled. Weren't these two lines from the Nine Questions of the Heavenly Demon? He instantly recalled his own answer at Azure Dragon Valley, and looking at the scene before him, he was momentarily struck dumb, not knowing where to begin.

Frieza looked at his surroundings with a hint of shock in his eyes, gazing at the sole survivor, Ginyu, not to mention Zarbon and Dodoria standing behind him.

Elder Long was startled. He had not expected Lin Tian to utter such profound words, and for a moment, he found them somewhat difficult to comprehend.

The so-called containment device had been destroyed in the previous explosion, but this would not cause the rift to close directly. Only by severing the sustaining power on the other side of the rift could this incident be completely resolved.

The basketball bypassed him and Holiday, rebounding straight into the hands of the cutting "Tyson" Chandler.

An instant later, on Ouyang Jinwei's right hand, the index and middle fingers held together, dazzling golden light instantly erupted from her fingertips like golden thunder and lightning, with a faint, deafening rumble of thunder.

Shi Susu was still somewhat lacking compared to Luan Shuo in terms of realm. A direct head-on collision would certainly result in injury, which would be extremely disadvantageous for tomorrow's Thunder Sealing Valley Ceremony.

Everything appeared slow and calm as the temperature dropped. After the busy autumn harvest, people gradually reduced their outings. Even within the city, things became less active; the farmland lay fallow, with only the barren earth awaiting the blanket of ice and snow.

Chu Jiaxin belonged to the type who turned a blind eye. She deliberately pivoted her formation, turning her back to the direction of Yang Ming and Aze, simply to avoid meeting their eyes.

If Odom were on the court right now, Ibaka would have countless ways to torment that distracted fellow. However, the mediocre-talented Cardinal made Ibaka feel a different kind of pressure.

For EBF to drag the match to its current state was already quite astonishing. Any other team would likely have completely lost their footing due to the collapse of the bottom lane, throwing away their basic competitive state and being led by the nose until the snowball rolled into a final defeat.

The roots of the Azure Blood Spiritual Ginseng drifted. At this moment, it had grown immensely compared to before, reaching all the way to Suyi's shoulder.

Seeing this, Mu Jing and the others had no choice but recall to defend their own mid-lane highland. Meanwhile, the EBF team, having expended most of their skills, had no intention of forcefully pushing the highland tower, opting instead to fight a retreating battle and continue farming while waiting for the next opportunity.

Back in his room, Wei Xiaodong was still pondering this issue. Whether in the real world or the cultivation world, countless events were constantly unfolding, completely independent of human will. All he could do and wanted to do were the choices he made for himself.

Luo Yuanniang sighed once more, casting a resentful glare at Fang Zheng. How could this useless bastard not just drop dead?

Right, as long as it was spoken clearly, that was fine. Wei Xiaodong made up his mind. Actually, the most important reason was still his own problem; because he hadn't said anything at all, the other person probably assumed he had implicitly agreed, which explained why they were so bold.

From Ye Piao's current expression, the Underworld God could tell that this descendant of hers did not seem to trust her very much.

What hurt the most, unquestionably, were those precious items and treasures already lost that he least wished to recall right now.

"Sit down! What you said was wonderful, but the yin and yang you spoke of are specific things, whereas the yin and yang we discuss are abstract concepts..." The old man quoted classic texts and spoke with eloquence, leaving Wei Xiaodong utterly captivated and intoxicated.

"My surname is Qiao, you can just call me Doctor Qiao!" Dongling replied casually as she resumed taking the pulse carefully.

In this unnamed mountain peak, the most abundant trees were of two kinds: banyans and bamboos.

Su Bi remained expressionless. This expression of having no expression was probably the pinnacle of sarcasm. Although he wore no expression, it clearly conveyed: You are so foolish that it makes me maintain my indifference.

"Damn it! We absolutely cannot let them break the single-quarter highest scoring record on our home court! For the remaining time, I'd rather let their other players score, but at this cost, we must lock him down completely!" The Pacers' home commentator panicked a little. Were they about to have the house turned upside down on their own turf?