Volume 1, Chapter 55: You Are Not Worthy! Qin Yao Breaks Ties

Fang Zihan was too embarrassed to let her thoughts wander any further. She looked around; fortunately, there were no tables seated nearby, otherwise she would have disgraced herself completely.

Of course, the most profitable gain of this trip was enslaving four corpse kings, and she could even use the intelligent corpse king to infiltrate the interior of that strange organization.

Seeing the two brothers about to strike, Zhu Que and Xuan Wu changed their expressions slightly and retreated a certain distance, clearly aware of the destructive power of the brothers' supernatural abilities.

His own seat was voted out, he missed the second major event in the game, his student snatched his spot, and by the way, she got romantically involved with an evil god.

That was a boy who looked extremely flamboyant. He had dyed his hair bright red in a Mohawk style, with both sides shaved completely clean, leaving only a single strip of hair running from the top of his head all the way to the back of his neck.

The group was led into a house. Just like the front gate, the interior was crude and rustic, entirely devoid of any aesthetic appeal, serving only to shelter them from the wind and rain.

Chang Heqing was not angered or ashamed by the other party's words; instead, a whimsical idea popped into his mind.

Yan Tieyi stuffed Chongming into the flying vehicle—not onto a seat, but into the compartment underneath the seat. Even though Su Zhaoliu had driven this car once before, she had no idea there was a hidden layer down there that could actually fit a person.

Wu Fuxing had been hesitating, but seeing that the situation was turning bad, he leaped forward and pulled Zhang Yunyang into his arms.

Their mobile devices would be detected within a specific range, and as soon as he returned from scouting for information, he had turned it off.

Amidst the explosive flames, Uncle Lei’s furious roar rang out. He violently burst through the sea of fire. The flames swallowed his figure, preventing Xia Yan from seeing his specific injuries clearly, but Uncle Lei’s physique had expanded by a size, looking just like an inflated balloon.

Stealing cats, killing them, and then selling the cat meat as wild game was already the most cost-effective get-rich-quick scheme they could manage, with virtually zero overhead costs to consider.

"Holy shit! How can it be this sharp?" Sun Yizhou widened his eyes and immediately ran over to Chen Chacha to examine this premium firewood chopping knife.

Taking advantage of the fellow's drunken state, Chen Shi wanted to ask her a question. Didn't they say that people always tell the truth after drinking?

Looking at the crab with its shell completely dissected, it was indeed no longer an ordinary crab, but a piece of crab sashimi infused with a touch of craftsmanship, or rather, a work of art.

After a long while, everyone had gulped down plenty of bamboo tube water, especially Sun Yizhou, whose stomach was bulging slightly from drinking too much.

Zhang Fei had originally brought 15,000 troops out of Jianwei Commandery, but before he could conscript more, only 7,000 to 8,000 remained. Now, his forces had expanded to nearly 30,000. Guan Yu’s troops had originally numbered less than 20,000, and now they were close to 50,000.

Zhao Liying, sitting close to the campfire, wiped her forehead. It wasn't long before her forehead began to bead with sweat from sitting too close to the warmth.

Jirou Jiro finally understood. He glared at the vice president, thinking, *Damn it, don't you even know who this person is? Isn't this motherfucker just Lin Feng's die-hard fan?*

At the foot of Xinglong Mountain outside Yuzhong City, Gao Fei, Cao Cao, and Sun Jian had already quietly outflanked the area with 15,000 elite soldiers. After the dispatched scouts easily eliminated some of the rebel sentries hiding in the dark, they waited there quietly for Jia Xu’s return.

She put up a token resistance for a moment, then became immensely submissive and began to reciprocate. After tossing and turning for a long time, once it was all over, I leaned back against the headboard of the bed, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a few puffs.

Formally sign as an artist? Leng Yurou nodded sluggishly. Before she could even speak, she was yanked up by Chu Xuanzhe and dragged out of the private room.

Behind the prison was a strange, square-shaped room. Manzhu walked around it and inspected it; none of the four walls had windows, making it look precisely like a dark room.

Traveling less than thirty miles south, Gao Fei and his group encountered the troops coming from Juling to take over Xiaquyang. At the head of the procession was the Administrator of Juling; hearing that the army was leaving, he had hurried over to bid them farewell. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two groups parted ways—one heading south, the other north.

Ling Xueyan never imagined that Ye Feng would actually know how to break her attack. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the tip of her sword tapped the ground, and her body instantly drew upward.

As soon as he stepped into the peak, Zhan Feihong activated the art of shrinking the ground, sinking half his body beneath the soil.

He reached out and pressed his hand against the sun imprint on his destiny beast's forehead. A green radiance instantly erupted from it, continuously pouring into the acupuncture points of his palm.

Once the song was finished, Fang Haojiu could finally no longer contain the joy in his heart. He cupped the back of her head with one hand and fiercely captured her lips, kissing her sweet fragrance in an overbearing and unyielding manner.

I ordered the infantry and the landing naval forces to form a circular formation on both flanks of the enemy camp to prevent enemy soldiers from scattering and fleeing, while the cavalry formed a vanguard formation to charge the camp. The archers and the landing naval forces formed a joint defensive formation to strengthen the navy's defense.

It was obvious that it was her first time and she was inexperienced. She tried to light the fire several times, but failed to ignite it.

Now her snow-white, unclad skin was exposed to plain view, providing quite a visual treat for quite a few men.

As Ye Feng took a few steps forward, a continuous series of dull thuds echoed from behind him.

That person refused to state the reason, simply kneeling before Qin Molin and kowtowing frantically like pounding garlic, completely disregarding his own life.

With a single swing of Lei Dacham’s hammer, a faint surge of energy blasted forth violently, instantly shrouding the entire sky.

Everyone wore expressions of utter bewilderment. This was clearly not a name, but an entirely self-aggrandizing title, yet her stunning appearance certainly lived up to it.

Tang Yu felt a shock in his heart. Raising both arms, he unleashed two mighty torrents of true Qi, attempting to manipulate these dozens of flying daggers to break free from the restraints.

She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and desperately guarded her mental defenses, refusing to let her heart collapse into despair.

Yang Weibai was a hunter by trade and quite proficient in physical combat, especially given his sturdy build. Compared to the man before him, it was undoubtedly a completely one-sided bullying match.

It was dusk at the time. The sky had already grown dim when a black Audi car pulled up at the entrance. Even before anyone stepped out of the vehicle, we guessed that the people from Unit 749 must have arrived.

Han Bing did not say much. He had long known that this day would come; after nodding, he quietly watched Han Wanshan leave.

Even the slightly inferior ones could break through to the tenth level of Body Refining, and reaching the Great Perfection would not take much longer. If not for this reason, Yang Fan would not have needed to use the Body Tempering Pill as a wager when betting with Bai Shan.

Jia Yan slightly narrowed his eyes, the expression on his face changing subtly. His silvery-white eyes locked onto it. Although his body was still struggling to break free from the shroud of the blood-colored mist, it had virtually no effect. The energy within his body continued to drain away unstoppably, just like Mie Kong floating nearby, entirely beyond his control.