Volume 1, Chapter 65: Growing Drowsier and Drowsier

The fourth bowl of noodles was also brought over. Once the old man walked away, Luis blew gently on a cluster of noodles in his own bowl, and amidst the rising steam, he murmured a few words in a low voice.

Outside, the palace guards patrolled anxiously. Behind the intervening flowers and trees, a gap slowly opened beneath the wall, and closed slowly a moment later. A withered leaf made a crisp rustling sound on the ground as two invisible figures walked past the sunlight, the palace square, and the palace pathways, extending all the way out of the palace gates.

"Brother, please don't say that. Actually, you are also great. I've learned quite a bit from you during this time," He Xin said with a smile.

However, he didn't dwell on it much. Regardless of the other party's past identity, as long as they could unite wholeheartedly, given their physiques, they were two combatants not to be underestimated.

"No, I paid it back! I really did." Xu Moqiu hurriedly blocked the cabinet, constantly winking at her to signal that she should stop while she was ahead.

From the seabed to Aurora City, the price difference from the highest to the lowest reached a full fiftyfold, leaving Old Wang dumbfounded. No wonder the sea was so dangerous and infested with so many pirates and buccaneers, yet still attracted so many people to flock to it like ducks to water—this was precisely the reason.

Needless to say, by comparison, He Xin's driving skills were much cruder; the Mazda 6 at home in the capital had suffered two bumps and scrapes, both caused by his hands.

Up in the sky, inside the helicopter, Qiu Chuji put down the binoculars that Liu Yuxuan had handed him and taught him how to use, and spoke thus.

On the screen, the blinking light dot was already approaching this side, yet there was not the slightest movement around it. Could it be that he came here on foot, all by himself?

However, fate played tricks on people; such a fine girl simply failed to reap her own romance. No wonder in later generations she portrayed Ling Ling so brilliantly—it turned out there had been a template all along.

Upon hearing that they were leaving, Little Doubao and Tuanzi immediately turned red-eyed, sobbing and reluctant to let them go.

At this moment, the billions of sword shadows condensed by Wang Li formed a powerful sword formation, which had already reached the front of the Blazing Sun Saint King.

Nangong Rui's gentle countenance flashed with a trace of hesitation, but it vanished after just a moment. He gently patted and stroked Su Muzhan's hand that was tightly grasping his, his thin lips parting slightly.

Listening to her voice, Lin Hangrui's lips could not help curling upward. His icy heart seemed as if a tiny crack had suddenly been opened, letting warmth flood back in and driving away the restless irritation within.

Yet he still walked up to Dai Yue with his hands behind his back. When he reached out to remove the veil from her face, Dai Yue instinctively took two steps back.

Xuanji Lingzi remained silent, instead turning his head to glance at Gui Youzi, smiling meaningfully at him before taking the exquisite purple wooden brocade box and waving his hand.

While speaking, Shangguan Ning prepared to seize the right moment to make a quick escape, but Lin Wangzhao refused to be fooled. Without even shifting his body, he reached out and grabbed him.

Ever since she stumbled in front of the Empress Dowager, the Emperor had not set foot in the Changchun Palace for quite some days.

He didn't know how to protect her either, fearing that he might do something wrong or fail to take good care of her, making her even more miserable.

"If possible, I think going to other leagues would be a better outcome," Shu Changyuan thought for a moment and replied.

Later, science explained that this area frequently experienced hurricanes, and those giant ships had simply encountered them.

With a loud crash, the man and Lin Yumai were sent flying backward through the air. The black Qi radiance on the white-robed man swirled around his body like writhing black serpents, forming an indestructible protective shield.

The flames appearing in Lin Yumai's hand were practically like magic, summoned as easily as turning one's hand, yet resembling immortal Daoist arts—utterly miraculous.

In an instant, a grand universe awakened within his body, and countless cellular particles were like individual stars.

The big-buck-toothed man raised his saber, let out a loud shout, and charged toward Meng Fan. Meng Fan easily dodged it; this single blow showed Meng Fan that the big-buck-toothed man's strength was nothing special. Therefore, when the second strike came, Meng Fan gently raised his blade to parry, and the big-buck-toothed man stumbled back several steps, his saber-gripping wrist actually shaken until it bled.

Suddenly, the roaring sound of numerous helicopter rotors filled the air above the apartment, moving from far to near. Before long, it seemed to hover right outside the glass window, and a mass of high-intensity searchlights poured dazzlingly inside.

The light of ten thousand paths, densely packed and murderous, was exceptionally blazing and fierce, as if intending to brutally slaughter and bury all living things and souls in the world.

"Fine! But I'm warning you, you'd better behave yourself and keep your hands to yourself!" Chen Xijun warned, hooking her arm awkwardly around Ye Chenfeng's, though she merely gripped his clothing lightly.

"Chairman, how can you casually drink something of unknown origin that hasn't been tested? Aren't you afraid of being poisoned?" Director Li saw that Liu Yuxuan had agreed so readily and hurriedly spoke up.

"Come on! Let's see if my sword is harder or your head is harder!" Meng Fan crouched down slightly and thrust his sword straight forward, the sharp blade piercing directly into the mutant dog's throat. The mutant dog shook its head a few times and finally slowly collapsed to the ground.

"A holy medicine?" As Yao Muchen's pupils sharply contracted, his body instantly soared into the high air, and a golden-yellow ellipse was flying straight toward him.

The four spider-like legs were merely blocked in the mid-air as they slashed past, without being retracted. Yet during that momentary stagnation, those four legs transformed into four emerald streaks and flew toward the four directions of Yadong's body.