Chapter 55: Despicable, Utterly Despicable

Lin Feng spoke with such conviction that the Green Snake quickly pulled out an array disc from his sleeve and began manipulating it.

Nalan Lingzhi stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, though a trace of dimness flashed through her eyes.

"I'll hang up first, see you at home," she said to the person on the other end before disconnecting the call.

Just as Qi Mo was about to speak, Sheng Mumu suddenly flipped over the back of her seat and squeezed through the gap between their seats into the back row.

By the pond, where the pear tree specter used to reside, nothing was left except a bottomless, massive pit, inside of which lay quite a bit of flesh and blood already melted into a clump.

The subordinates jeered while keeping their combat positions, leaving Yao Mei'er blushing furiously. With the armor covering most of her face, however, others could not tell.

After Siling Yue's sudden disappearance, Chen Ling, as her most loyal believer, had continuously worked on destroying the world.

The people in the city were unaware that they had walked before the gates of hell once more, as Zhao Wuji was already waiting for the two of them on the giant lake outside the city.

Because he was older and currently a junior, while she was an incoming freshman, they had gone through different registration gates; Siling Yue and he parted ways at the registration desks by the fork in the road.

"What happened?" Noting Steward Zhang's expression, Sheng Mumu suddenly had a bad premonition.

The leaves on that huge ancient tree rustled loudly, carrying a sense of joy, resembling a benevolent elder meeting a beloved junior.

A snowflake drifted in from outside the window and landed on Haolan's clothes. "Huh? It's snowing? It's snowing!" Haolan cried out in pleasant surprise, stretching her hand out the window to catch more snowflakes, wanting to enjoy that touch of chillness and feel them melt.

It was not until a month ago, when the undefeated legion of the Flying General Jiang Ling suddenly joined, that the previous balance was broken once more, forcing Ye Wuchen to rush to the Wuhe Plain yet again.

Ying Zheng furrowed his brows tightly, doing his utmost to control the speed of the cultivation empowerment. But the empowerment process itself was already difficult for him to bear, and now, trying to minimize the burden on Su Zhiyue as well, made it doubly challenging.

"Never mind that, Sister won't lie. Just focus on recovering from your injuries," Lang Yuelu said, tidying her younger brother's messy hair.

Sarna was carried over and brought before the chieftain. The chieftain handed his trident to a servant and stretched out his greenish fingers, greedily stroking Sarna's delicate face.

"Oh, Young Master, won't you come up and sit for a while?" Jian Xinling said softly from behind, yet her voice was loud enough for Tang Yan to hear clearly.

"Brother Lü simply wanted to see the gap between himself and Brother Wang, and at the same time hoped to learn more from this battle, which is why he made such a decision," Chu He guessed.

Perhaps some would believe it to some extent, but most people simply regarded it as a convenient stepping stone, an excuse for a truce offered by Crane Flying City.

Academician Zhang Guangshi possessed profound knowledge, excelled in neurosurgery, and was a high-tech personnel serving as the director of the Extra-Capital County Biological Research Institute. Through arduous research, he finally produced a prototype of the neural memory converter and tested it on himself.

Before one's eyes were crisscrossing highways, overpasses, dazzling metropolises, towering forests of skyscrapers, intersecting rivers, and checkerboard fields, while a refreshing coolness refreshed the mind and spirit.

Lü Shu thought about it; so this Ronan used to study species, which explained why he could become a teacher at the cultivation academy.

By now, large abbeys such as Saint-Sulamelle had shouldered a significant portion of public education, opening their doors to all plebeian scholars.

Recalling the Undying Cauldron, Chen Xuan bypassed the two giant beasts and continued advancing toward the previously marked location.

Viewed in this light, renovating the former Prince Liao's Mansion was an outcome acceptable to multiple parties at present.

Hongjun was still expounding the Dao in the Purple Palace, yet Jiang Chang had already returned to the Primordial World. Unhurriedly, he traveled northward along Buzhou Mountain, and over a thousand years later, he suddenly appeared in the deep waters of the Northern Darkness.

Coming from a humble background meant starting lower than others, and if one could no longer rely on the strength of the clan, the path forward would become extremely difficult.

Zhao Feng's capability was immensely powerful, and the terrifying fluctuation of his strikes instilled fear. Right in that instant, he unleashed his immensely powerful punch.

Everything around had completely settled down, and in the empty room, only the sound of heavy and hurried breathing remained.

"Let's do it at the cemetery; that place has a heavy yin energy. When the ghost gates open wide at midnight, we'll take them to experience it," Chen Yu said with a chuckle.

"Wang Xueqin, let me ask you, do you never learn your lesson at all?" Chen Yu asked, staring at her while holding the bowl of chicken soup.

Yet on such a formal occasion, imperial concubines represented the royal dignity. No matter how much heartache Yinxiang felt, he could not risk being reprimarded by urging his birth mother to reduce her ornaments.

Gomusi cast a faint glance at the ancestor of the Rising Dragon Sect before him! A look of disdain hung at the corner of his mouth; even though the ancestor of the Rising Dragon Sect displayed such formidable strength, he did not take him seriously in the slightest.

Fu Tingye sat on the sofa, holding Shen Xingwan in his arms without casting her a single glance, acting as if he hadn't seen Bai Xuewei at all.

After the host was born, the learning space needed to be activated at one's own expense. While we might not be able to afford five days for the price of one previously, we could still manage two days for the price of one, or one day for the price of one.

He was already on buddy-buddy terms with the staff members, who even began asking him whether he wanted to apply for a membership card.

A flash of heartache crossed his eyes; if the children at home weren't crying from hunger every day, he truly wouldn't have been willing to part with it.

"I don't dislike it." Meeting Chen Dong's icy gaze, Shen Dong felt a chill run down his spine and immediately shook his head.

Pei Lin, caught in the center of the encirclement, wore a blank expression with lifeless eyes, resembling a puppet being manipulated.

Thinking of a certain possibility, Wang Tao dodged the fierce tiger's swipe and called out toward Shi Yan's direction, "Since you're here, why not come down and lend a hand?" With another flash of his figure, he evaded the tiger's pounce.

Lianfeng hurriedly lifted the curtain and saw Peng Hao, clad in a coir rain cape, riding on horseback alongside the carriage. Seeing the curtain lift, he lowered his head slightly to look into the carriage, and upon seeing Jin Roujia drenched from head to toe, he frowned.

Time within this soul storm was distorted. Although more than half a month had passed, Yun Feng was not worried at all about what was happening outside, because time here was practically static compared to the outside world! He had entered through spatial superposition, and when he went out, the time would still be the exact moment he first stepped in!