30. Boat Snacks, Boat Banquet

To avoid being beaten by his Uncle Li again, Li Zhou quickly mimicked his actions, turning his head to spit three times, which finally brought a smile to his uncle’s face.

In that instant, the Dragon Breath puppet made the decision autonomously. Had Ziying been left to decide, it would have been too late; the battlefield changed in the blink of an eye, leaving no time for such adjustments.

Wang Qingze looked toward the middle-aged man in their midst with fear, as did Li Ziyun behind her; she stared at the man, not daring to utter a single extra word.

In other words, one might not necessarily encounter an SSS-level combat-type player, but all members of the Hell race were combat-oriented.

The bearded man truly lived up to his status as a Pulse-Severing Realm practitioner. With a surge of his physique, he summoned his internal refined spirit; two large iron spears danced in his hands, deflecting arrows, while fist-sized fireballs erupted from the spearheads, whistling through the air and exploding to scatter the incoming arrows.

Zheng Kun, I will certainly make you taste the feeling of being betrayed, hurt, and driven to the brink by those you love, trust, and hold closest to your heart.

He shifted his gaze away from Du Qingyin and looked at Lin Changze, a cold sneer appearing on his handsome, peerless face.

It is clear that even a demon as powerful as Satan cannot establish order in the womb of the Abyss; this is only because the Chaos Demons exist, and in a sense, they are the true indigenous inhabitants of the Abyss.

Despite his shock, the tall youth did not forget that iron ingots were still melting in his furnace, and he shouted at "Underbite."

"Mr. Mave, this viewpoint of yours is exactly what we were thinking!" Wu Guanyu and Ren Yuan listened with great patience as Mave spoke eloquently before them, for both felt that China’s oil market held immense future potential and was merely in its developmental stage.

It was incredible, truly incredible. With a power gap of less than ten thousand, the difference between him and Uchiha Madara was still so vast.

The day of the court hearing finally arrived. I went to see her, feeling almost guilty, watching her suffer a crushing defeat before Chu Yi, watching her become hysterical over the children, losing all composure.

The Underworld Emperor tilted his head, gazing at the ancient bronze door. Would Mei'er one day appear before him again as she had the previous two times, catching him completely off guard?

Uchiha shook his head in a daze, staring at Xuan with his mouth agape, the word "monster" echoing in his mind.

Luo Chenxi gritted his teeth, his large fists clenched tight. Cheng Zhenni and Xia Yiyi exchanged glances, and Xia Yiyi retreated.

Having said this, Zhao Junjie inserted the electrodes and the syringe into his own body and pressed the button.

"Since you know, I won't beat around the bush. Let's speak plainly: this time, now that your father is back, he is bound to unite with the old man to deal with me. What do you think?" Luo Chenxi set down his glass, watching him through half-closed eyes.

A cry of intense pain erupted from Gong Qingliang’s throat. She covered her face with both hands, a bright red palm print visible on her cheek, with thin trails of blood sliding from the corner of her mouth; she had clearly suffered a grave injury.

Hearing that sound, all of Deng Chanyu’s energy vanished. She collapsed right at the doorway. As long as the sound continued, her strength remained sapped, and this sound persisted until dawn.

"Let me go!" Su Wuyang waved her arms, but he easily neutralized her efforts. The man seemed to have lost his reason, acting savage and overbearing.

Use satellites to search the uninhabited regions of southwest China, and let Athena automatically compare locations where survival might be possible. This place should have no external transportation routes; with this condition, it would be easier to find. Even if we cannot find it, having Athena divide the area will facilitate a systematic search.

When she awoke, the sky was already bright. She lay on a simple bed, the scent of disinfectant in her nose. There were sounds of people walking in the room, but the voices were deliberately hushed; listening closely, it was the doctors on their rounds, inquiring about Qin Fangbai’s condition.

Li Danruo was overjoyed. She went back and told Jiang Yanming, and on the morning of the full-month celebration, they rushed to the mansion of the Duke of Zhongyong and set off for the palace with Li Wan, timing their arrival precisely.

Mindy said coaxingly, staring at Wang Kai with wide eyes, much like a hungry puppy begging for food.

The voice behind her was so gentle and magnificent. Yet, Su Yingmei did not look back. Those large hands were on her shoulders, warm, but Su Yingmei felt as if her soul had been pulled away, leaving her too weak to make contact.

After being teased by everyone for so long, the story is coming to an end. The next plane is "Shrouding the Heavens"—please give it your support.

Cian said this with the air of a CEO at a multinational corporation, looking at the Emperor, Li Hongzhang, and Dilong.

Seeing me approach, An Moya subconsciously moved a few steps away; she still had not resolved the knot in her heart.

Entering the villa, Jing Moxuan asked Shan Fuxiao to wait for him in a reception room, and after settling Qian Ruoruo, he returned to the room.

"Slap!" Lu Xuehua suddenly felt a burning sensation on his left cheek; Li Rangli had dealt him a solid blow.

"Specifically to see me?" Wang Peng was secretly delighted. He had been fretting about having no one to rely on, and then Nian Boyang appeared—could this be considered a stroke of great luck?

"Disarming a blade with bare hands?" The entire room was in shock and uproar, faces filled with horror; even on Ye’s usually placid face, there was a trace of astonishment.

Constantly tortured by altitude sickness, Wang Peng and Wan Peilong could only tighten their clothes against the situation, having no other recourse.

During a chance encounter in the black mine, he met the imprisoned Liuhuo. The two young men, with compatible temperaments, naturally became close friends, especially given the intimate history between their elders.

Seeing that the afternoon work time had arrived, Jiang Haitao hurriedly pulled Jiang Li away, fearing that if they stayed any longer, she would be provoked into saying all sorts of unbridled things.

"Qian Ruoruo, rather than concerning yourself with others' affairs, you should focus more on our own." Jing Moxuan’s words were laced with a hint of anger as he reached out and flicked her on the forehead.

"Senior Brother Bai, let us go find Cang Yuan!" Qi He hesitated, but his intuition told him that Cang Yuan might provide them with a way to survive.

Ruixuan said gracefully, "Great-Grandmother, the reason our Lu Family Grain Shop has survived for a century is because we trade fairly and never deceive the young or the old. To be frank, our greatest source of profit is simply earning the seasonal price difference of grain; in layman's terms, it is obtaining a storage and preservation fee for the grain."