Volume 1, Chapter 24: First Encounters

In this situation, Meng Chang knew there was no turning back. He had prepared himself to accept the fate awaiting him, yet upon hearing that Zhao Yuan had defeated the Song army in Meizhou, he could not help but harbor a fantasy that Zhao Yuan might march north to rescue them.

Marshal Tianpeng of the Dark Gods, Zhu Bajie, believed he had escaped thousands of miles away and would surely get out safely, never expecting the voice of Chen Fan, the variable of the Journey to the West, to ring in his ears once more.

"Hearing you all playing sounds so fun that I want to join in. Everyone, wash your hands and get ready for dinner," Zhan Qiaoyun said with a smile.

Only after learning that the soul of the Master of the Nine-Story Tower must merge with the tower, never to be separated for eternity, did Zhan Xiao understand why his father had sent him away and why he had previously forbidden other tower masters from helping him.

Shi Mengmeng’s delicate body trembled. She pursed her lips in silence, her beautiful brows furrowed with sorrow, and her bright eyes gazed at Li Yan with a hint of heartache.

Looking at Tang Seng’s appearance, which was now solemn and dignified like a high monk, could it be that the monk before them was a true immortal, an enlightened master?

At this moment, Lin Fan was intent on refining a Heavenly-grade pill, the one with the most potent medicinal efficacy from his memories.

Although it lasted only for an instant, every time those divine light avatars reformed, a subtle fluctuation was emitted.

Before the Barbarian God could stabilize his body, the power of space and time surged around Qin Yu, and he appeared behind the Barbarian God in an instant.

He looked at Xu Qingyou with a serious expression, staring like a wild beast at its prey, refusing to allow Xu Qingyou any chance to evade.

Is it irony? Twice in a row, the end of the world has arrived, and yet they, the Chief Arbiters and Magistrates, are the only ones left, while the rest of the ranks were wiped out at the very first moment.

I held her, hearing her soft, delicate breathing by my ear; her warm and fragile body felt very soft and light.

Li Qiang understood. He followed closely behind Xue Ling again until they reached the spot where he had received the divine light last time. He had thought the pillar had vanished, but he discovered it had appeared before him once more.

This is professionalism. If it were me, I would probably just be tagging along, chatting and having a cup of tea, or perhaps getting into a fight and calling it a day. But Guo Sheng and Huang Ziqian were preparing for the long-term future before they had even begun.

This is not only an important means for the film producers to increase theater screenings, but also a crucial segment for local media exposure. Most importantly, it facilitates word-of-mouth among fans, helping to spread the film’s reputation.

Just then, Ji Lingfei’s phone rang. She was still lying on the sofa, her expression dazed.

If he hadn’t agreed to be with Zhong Xinqin that time, the old man would still be thinking his grandson was gay.

Those who were laughing at Han Ge before are still laughing, but now they are laughing at the Guoyun Group.

As Yi Jie reached this point, his body swayed unsteadily again. Below, there was another wave of cheers. I had no idea what they were cheering for and gave a hard nudge to Yi Jie, who no longer knew what he was saying.

Lu Chengxi was suddenly unable to answer, clearly not expecting An Nuan to notice such a detail.

Moreover, the thick calluses on his body from years of training shed on their own, as if he had been reborn.

From afar, watching the red smoke rising above the bushes and grass and hearing the soldiers of the First Company cursing viciously, Mo Shangyun’s mood was surprisingly good.

Along the way, Yun Lanjin had followed the group in silence, rarely speaking.

Of course, the porters certainly wouldn't tell Song Cheng and the others these things; after delivering them to this point, they simply walked away.

After all, having been assigned to the same dormitory as Yan Gui, Duan Zimu listened to everything Yan Gui said as if it were nonsense or stories, mostly just to pass the time; he had grown accustomed to Yan Gui’s chatter.

Harvesting so many demonic beasts without much effort left Zhou Lin overjoyed. It was already difficult enough to find demonic beasts in this Misty Swamp, let alone powerful ones among the first-tier beasts; Zhou Lin would usually have to expend a great deal of energy to take down even one.

With a few kicks of his feet, the bearded man stopped moving. His eyes remained wide open, staring at Er Lengzi; he died with eyes full of resentment.

After Qin Shou picked up his teacup to sip his tea, Xu Jia slowly turned her head to glance at the An brothers and the others. Seeing this, Xu Wu lowered his arm, which had been blocking their path.

"Let her go!" Ling Feng’s voice grew louder as he approached, climbing in through the window with a gun. During these two times, Ling Feng had already mapped out the layout of the Sviell villa.

He had wanted to give Mo Shangyun a few more reminders, but Lin Mao really had too much to deal with and no time to linger, so he waved his hand to bid Mo Shangyun farewell and left.

Leng Yu stood on a broken altar; with a single movement, he landed with a thud in front of the "Azure Dragon Palace."

As several Qin soldiers rushed into the villa with their guns, Qin Mu and the others followed, with a few more soldiers bringing up the rear.

As if to escape, not wanting to see them eating intimately together again at noon, he went to the rooftop.

Consequently, Cicero touched his eyebrows in confusion, and his heart skipped a beat; his previously defiant face was now deathly pale.

The appearance of Chunhua was like a piece of driftwood in the ocean, playing a decisive role in whether Qiao Wan would stay by his side for the time being.

"Very good. I haven’t thanked President Yi yet. If it weren't for your support, I wouldn't have been able to obtain such good resources," he said from the bottom of his heart.

Her relationship with Chen Zekai was not deep to begin with, and now that her father had meddled, she feared Chen Zekai would be upset.

Because of this, Liu Biting turned a deaf ear to Li Haonan’s words. She would absolutely not go to return the silk scarf, as that would be far too humiliating.

Going there, to see whom? Fu Jingnian truly could not imagine, yet the panic in his heart gradually spread and permeated, becoming increasingly clear.