Volume 1, Chapter 60: This Sword Strike Will Be Very Cool!

Gu Zilin waited until eleven o'clock at night before driving out. The phrase "underground lover" gnawed at her heart like a giant worm.

When the fish meat was minced as delicate and white as snow, she skewered the sauce-marinated fish with an iron fork and began to grill it over the fire.

Everyone was reluctant to part, and the sorrow of farewell was like the purplish-red sour plums on the trees; that taste was truly exhilarating and soul-stirring, leaving the girls and the three flying heroes as absent-minded as if they had lost their most precious treasures.

Qin Shenjin remained silent. Next to his, in equally sweeping and vigorous handwriting, the name Tong An was signed.

Gu Xingyue looked at Nanyuan helplessly, then waved at Yue Shangxian to signal that she would go down.

Gao Tiansheng was a bastard and a rogue, but Gao Yun and Gao Ze had never witnessed it before. Today, it was only because of extreme anger that his true nature was fully displayed.

The Qing family was famous throughout the world for its gentleness and never contended with others. However, the Dragon Clan was the most protective of its own. With that button containing the power of the wind, truly no one dared to touch him.

Having received his master's order, Shen Qing went to execute it immediately. Before long, he was seen quietly opening the window and cradling a white carrier pigeon. Glancing around to make sure no one was there, he released the pigeon into the sky.

Hua Weiluo raised her head again to look at the other side of Supreme Beauty, only to see the words "Meat Bun" written with sweeping, fluid calligraphy on the paper in Supreme Kindness's hands.

To be expelled from the academy was simply a matter of destroying one's future. As a scholar, being disliked by one's teacher basically cut off any path to seeking further tutelage; one might ask which teacher would not question your character, and who would still dare to accept you?

The sky was terrifyingly quiet. Led by Song Gao, over a thousand group members stood silently in this place, waiting for Qin Yi's arrival.

Yes, this question could only be asked by Feng Wuxin. Among the few of them, Vice Alliance Leader Feng possessed the highest cultivation level, having already reached the Immortal Lord realm. If even the Vice Alliance Leader could not see through it, they needn't even imagine doing so.

Faced with such a sudden appearance of someone whose cultivation realm could not be seen through, Shu Hao merely froze for a moment, then respectfully took the medicinal pill from Lu Feng's hand and swallowed it directly without a second word.

He did not like to take to the battlefield personally and lead the charge in the front lines. He always believed that the most important quality for a competent commander was to have a strategic mind rather than relying on brute courage.

She thoroughly enjoyed herself, and no one stopped her. It was just that from the high-ranking palace attendants down to the novice monks in the temple, everyone had been suspected by her, merely provoking a multitude of complaints in vain.

"Incredible! I never expected Junior Brother Qin Yi to be so strong. His control over true essence has reached almost effortless perfection. I truly wonder how he managed to achieve this." Zhang Shaocong's eyes were filled with fervent admiration.

Thinking that Lady Gu had dared to openly confront Princess Baiyu face-to-face, her temper must certainly be bad, and perhaps she was venting her grievance and anger on the Crown Prince after enduring it for so long?

Heisha showed no expression, but instead looked coldly at the soldier, waiting for him to continue.

"Why aren't you fighting back?" Demonic Sealer slashed down with a sword, which was parried away by Huotong, as he took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

Tarsus utilized continuous [Blink] magic to nimbly evade the green dragon's venomous attacks—which were powerful enough to melt a city gate tower—while bombarding the opponent with a high-power electromagnetic railgun.

As for Pot Cultivator and Pot Master, those were terms he had learned by making a trip to the Pot God World in a very short span of time and hearing their definitions from Elder Jiang.

Having finally snapped out of it, the surviving rednecks were legitimately terrified. It was as if an explosive noise had echoed throughout the entire bar.

Faced with Lin Che's every word hitting the nail on the head, Zhu Yuanzhang sat there dumbfounded, his buttocks feeling as uncomfortable as if they were being pricked by needles.

Tenzin had recently been studying military strategy with Fu Dasheng, and as he listened to Helian Yi, he nodded heavily.

He stood up, grabbed a black "Elephant" from the chessboard, and tossed it into the air. Immediately, a large black elephant formed of spiritual energy appeared before their eyes.

As a result, Zhu Shuang and his two sons, along with Grand Academician Liu Sanwu, could only refer to it as 'garlic medicine'.

He had put Scarlett on a plane to Los Angeles just yesterday, only to find out today that he had to go to Los Angeles as well. Had he known earlier, he would have just gone together with her last night.

The moment the door behind him closed, he heard the music cease, alongside countless almost imperceptible sighs.

But this time, Ryan took advantage of a solar flare eruption and mixed sand into the solar wind. That made things miserable for the chaotic demons.

Yet... if no one told Yujiao "this is not your fault," she would become like the person Qiulan had narrowly avoided being. If no one punished those who did evil, she would despair, perhaps ultimately turning into her father's current state.

Such a scene was undoubtedly glaring and unbearable in the eyes of the Italian fans, prompting even louder boos to ring out.

"You had to use your full strength just to beat a Ding Moyu? Heh, Ao Tong, you had better not let me down, right?" Ao Xia crossed her legs and mocked derisively.

At this moment, Senna decisively reminded Ye Feng, as he was the calmest person at this time. As a figure on the same tier as Schumacher, the racing god knew that for someone like Schumacher, as long as he was still in the race, anything was possible.

She herself seemed not to take it too much to heart, shook her hands, tried another two or three times, and finally grabbed the handle of the case, hoisting it into the car in one breath. Lu Zhi then let out a sigh of relief and loudly ordered the formation to set off.

In truth, although the man who launched the sneak attack had an ordinary appearance, he had nothing to do with being ugly. However, Wang鹏 (Wang Peng) was not going to bother with facts; right now, he simply wanted to use verbal provocation to ignite the opponent's anger.

The old woman struck down with a palm, and the mist that enveloped Qin Shan's entire body was violently compressed, adhering to Qin Shan like maggots on rotting bone. Viewed from a distance, green juices were actually swirling around Qin Shan's body, and Qin Shan's aura was completely isolated by that person-tall pool of juice.

The sky outside the window was still dim, but when the harsh ringtone awakened Yue Qi from his sleep, the moment he groggily pressed the answer button, he heard a voice that was extremely familiar to him, yet also made him somewhat terrified.

Mo Jun thought to himself, what was the big deal about this? If he had a matchlock gun, he would certainly treat it like a treasure and hold it in his arms even when sleeping at night. Suddenly, with a loud bang, the flower pots in the room shattered into pieces, soil splashed everywhere, and a perfectly fine potted plant was ruined on the ground. Mo Jun was so startled that he let out a loud yell, while Xie Yujiao stood holding the matchlock gun and giggling.