In the quiet corridor, the tapping of leather shoes against the floor produced crisp sounds, though they were somewhat disorganized, as if in a hurry.
Despite his internal grumbling, he didn't hesitate in his actions, starting his flying vehicle and heading towards the Speaker's office.
At this moment, his score was only forty points behind Duan Wulei, the first-ranked. If he could kill Lei Mingzi, he would surpass him and secure the top spot.
"What's going on?" Ye Xingyu was speechless. He thought carefully about what he had said and it seemed there was no issue, so why did it displease the other party?
The lady was startled and screamed incessantly. Mu Qiu seized the opportunity amidst the chaos and escaped. Blood gushed from her chest, instantly dyeing the bloodstain on Leng Feng's chest red.
I once heard Mr. say that due to the immense destructive power of the demon race, to minimize accidental harm, they had to compromise with a joint agreement from other factions early on – that they were not to easily use their sorcery.
This was because he discovered that although his disciple had good aptitude, he was extremely lazy, and therefore, he was very strict.
Within Ye Long City, there was a large gathering place for dogs, where thousands of dogs of countless breeds resided. In one of the doghouses.
Having said this, Li Pingjiang fell silent, as he recalled his Uncle Lan, with whom he had shared his life.
"Hmph!" Princess Qinghe snorted, flicked her hands downwards, and walked forward. Li Pingjiang chuckled and followed.
Lu Xuan had already achieved the divine eye, allowing him to see this faint purple energy clearly. However, he dared not move. In such a situation of being attacked from both front and back, even the slightest movement might put his life at risk.
The ten experts each designated their opponents, and the martial arts competition officially began. The first to appear were Master Fuji, the abbot of the Shaolin sect, and Wan Shenming, the fortress lord of Wan Family Fortress.
When Qian Duoduo left, Linzi hadn't paid much attention. At that time, Qian Duoduo also had a pair of dark, cloudy eyes, a significant difference.
No matter what, this was still the mountains. Lush trees were everywhere, which was comforting to the heart. However, Wang Youcai's mood was rather gloomy at this moment.
Long Luo thought about it too. Patriarch Huo Li had once been a peak Supreme Being. Even though he had long since perished, even a trace of his divine consciousness was beyond his reach. Long Luo said, "The Nine Revolutions Immortal Lotus was obtained by me by chance. I never expected it to be unable to withstand the soul of a Supreme Being."
It should be noted that for other sects, it would take at least two to three days to reach the capital and for the conference to conclude.
After a while, Yang Yunhan and Shangguan Bixiao were both drenched in sweat, their clothes completely soaked. The damp clothes clung to them, allowing the moisture evaporating from their bodies nowhere to go.
This was a distinguished guest; even Steward Song bowed to him subserviently. If they could attach themselves to him, wouldn't they soar to success?
Although he was speaking to Long Luo, Bai Xiyu looked at Long Yan'er the entire time. Bai Xiyu said, "Long Yan'er, are you Long Qingqing's sister?" Long Yan'er replied, "What, you suffered a loss at my sister's hands and want to take it out on me here?"
At the age of twenty-something, he had already contracted a drug addiction. If he was not disciplined, it was likely that in three to five years, Su Hong would be beaten to death on the street.
In the innermost prison cell, something was emitting a faint, ethereal white light, scattered and flickering.
He consoled himself, thinking that since this was in the game, it was nothing, just mental pollution.
While he turned his back to draw the curtains, Yan Xiang lifted the quilt, poked her head out, and secretly observed him.
Twenty-four years ago, Chi Xiang, on his deathbed, entrusted the infant Crown Prince to Chu Aofei for upbringing. At that time, Chu Aofei had indeed seen the character tattooed on the Crown Prince's left shoulder; it was the character 'Tian'.
He was handsome, but his facial features were deep-set, his thin lips formed a sharp arc, and his aura was too powerful. When he spoke, it wasn't exactly praise, but rather carried a hint of ferocity.
This time, it wasn't Shui Yiren who laughed, but everyone present. Shui Qin was merely the daughter of a scholar, a country bumpkin. Everyone here had seen her face countless times, yet she insisted on covering it like a young lady from a prominent family, but did so awkwardly and unnaturally.
Thinking of the strategy guide, Madam Chang couldn't help but feel that she was probably the most useless among all the transmigration individuals. It was one thing not to be the protagonist, but to come with a strategy guide and still not be able to complete the game smoothly was a sense of frustration akin to thinking she was invincible with a game guide, only to discover she couldn't even understand it.
The voice was like a bucket of cold water poured into their ears. They instantly sobered up, closed their mouths, and dared not speak further.
Shui Yiren looked at him curiously. The benefits were indeed very tempting, and she intended to do business. Having the identity of the Tong family would certainly be very convenient. However, if she acknowledged kinship with the Tong family, she would definitely not be able to stand by and watch when it came to the Tong family's affairs, and trouble would follow.
"It's called Shang Fang Bao Jian," Dongfang Hong replied softly in a voice audible only to the two of them.
Upon seeing this anomaly, the expert from the Qi Men sect, who was close to him, launched a few fierce attacks on his opponent, then flashed to the front of that Qi Men expert, blocking his falling body.
However, it was somewhat regrettable that although the patent still belonged to Future Biology, due to the cooperation agreement with Great Wall Pharmaceutical and the fact that the latter bore all the experimental expenses, the follow-up clinical research and market sales work ultimately had to be handed over to them.