Volume 1, Chapter 61: Terror, Gu Worms!

Kill him and take back the Glazed Glass Cup! How can a Dao artifact of our Kunlun Taoist Sect fall into the hands of outsiders? Changyao said.

It was likely that they had either died in battle, been severely injured and abandoned, or scattered during the retreat.

Hathaway looked at her in astonishment. "Protect yourself"—was this something Mandarava could actually say?

Lin Qi widened eyes that could truly be called beautiful. Ye Xu's usually expressionless face also wore a look of utter astonishment. Li Hui's expression shifted as his eyes went blind once more. Yang Yiwei covered her open mouth, while Song Ziyu hugged Ye Muyu's arm, both of their expressions carrying a trace of strangeness.

For Tom, nothing brought him more joy than admiring his own masterpiece.

This seal, which had seemed so unfamiliar just moments before, was now quite familiar to Fire Linyin.

The reason he was called a humanoid creature was because the skin all over his body was pathologically mutated into fish scales, and his face was utterly unrecognizable.

"Which building and what number?" This stumped Mu Qingyan. He did not even know which building Ye Qingqian lived in, and the only reason he had come here was because Xiao Yingxue lived in this building.

In Aquarius's belief, no unstable elements were permitted within any team on the blacklist.

Jiang Yibai held a long sword, its light resembling water. He retreated to Sheng Huai'an's side, his gaze fixed intently on the charging wolf demons.

Of course, this was limited to the current era. If the Great Liang were to decline a bit further, or if it were the end of a dynasty, the scene would be vastly different.

As he spoke, Old Ghost began to tremble uncontrollably. It was not until the door was shut that he finally found the strength to move his legs and run away.

Shortly after, they faintly heard a voice telling them to enter the ancient battlefield.

Cao Kui never expected that even if the other party belonged to the Crimson Flame Army, they had no right to treat him this way. Before he could speak, Li Qingfeng had already covered his mouth and dragged him straight out. A moment later, a series of miserable screams echoed through the air.

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head. With a profound gaze, his heart stirred as he looked out over this increasingly prosperous realm.

The two of them came straight down from upstairs and entered the automotive park. As they walked past, Su Ningshuang stared blankly at a Mercedes-Benz.

Hiding obediently in a tree hollow for a day and a night, Xiao Ran slipped out of the illusion barrier the next day to avoid the patrolling High Elves and ran toward the elf Winsser's home.

Hearing this, Li Daoxuan felt a surge of joy in his heart, but on the surface, he put on a deeply sighing expression, shaking his head without answering Wang Zhan's words. His demeanor seemed as though he did not want to worry Wang Zhan, yet also appeared too ashamed to speak of it.

It was not that Yi Ze wanted to drag out the suspense, but rather that a few individual stories truly seemed a bit too heavy and explicit.

Xiao Ran was undoubtedly a true "god," but by the same token, so was Ain.

Shen Shenghuan reached out to press the back of her head, sealing her lips with a kiss to stop her from speaking and trapping every word within his blockade.

Xiao Jing retreated until she had nowhere left to go, looking in panic at the man standing merely two meters away from her. Comparing her own speed to the captain's? Forget it; that was nothing more than a dying struggle—she could not escape.

A contradictory and awkward expression remained frozen on the Empress Dowager's face. With her mouth open, she suddenly found herself at a loss for words.

During the introductions just now, only Ye Qingguo was introduced as Ye Qingxin's younger brother, without mentioning his name. No wonder Mother Lu dared not be certain.

It was like firing a signal flare into the sky; for the rest of the basketball match, the elite class seemed utterly unstoppable, and the game's momentum began to tilt wildly in a one-sided direction.

"An exceptional accident occurred in the neighboring county near the Iron Eagle Special Operations Team. You need to dispatch personnel to investigate immediately," Shen Shenghuang's voice came through the receiver.

"Tap, tap, tap." Cheng Chen knocked on the pipe, certain that the male eagle on the manhole cover was drawn by Jiang Xin, and gave a tentative call.

"Master, I don't understand!" Lu Qi said with his mouth full of food, his words muffled and indistinct.

However, if he were to know that Shang Situ was already dead, his expression would undoubtedly be most magnificent.

The last trace of the sun slowly vanished beneath the horizon, and the sky grew completely dark. Guo Yanquan glanced at Su Jun, and when Su Jun nodded slightly, Guo Yanquan transformed into a wave of black fog and flew toward the brilliantly lit giant city in the distance.

We will bypass the barbarian generals returning to their offices and focus solely on Liu Guozhen instructing his subordinates to close the gates, stockpile more lime pots and stone missiles, and ready their bows, crossbows, and arrows so that if the Tang troops arrived, they could immediately report to the commander. The guards chorused their assent and went to tightly secure the strategic passes.

The first two crossed paths with the fire spear, sparking a cloud of fire. Then the fire spear vanished, and the two fire pokers were shortened by a section, but continuing forward, they pierced completely through the Golden Crow. With a clanging sound, a golden mirror fell onto the tower, already pierced with two holes.

What was more, trailing closely behind the Stellar Guild was a mysterious faction whose actions showed they were clearly no allies of the Stellar Guild, but rather hostile enemies harboring malicious intents.

She had spent over a decade in the House of Teachings, having lived there almost since she was old enough to understand the world. She had grown accustomed to everything around her, accustomed to the many heartaches hidden behind the facade of glory. Today, however, she was about to bid farewell to all of it. She had once felt panicked and lost, just like what she had whispered to herself in her heart on New Year's Eve of the previous year.

Yan Huanhuan looked at the spiritual medicine in her hand, smiling faintly as if she had encountered the most amusing thing in the world.

As an emperor, he had to be proud. Therefore, no matter how much he valued Yang Hao, he could not openly show it. Yet, Yang Hao's composure exceeded his expectations.

Lu Honglang was startled, seeing that the other party merely curved their lips in a light, carefree smile, showing not the slightest concern for their lives.