152 Mushrooms (10)

After Gun's death, an infant was born from his corpse and rescued by Duobao Daoist, the prime disciple of the Intercept Teaching. Duobao entrusted Yu to Gun's wife to be raised. Upon learning of his father's fate, Yu resolved to wash away his father's shame and quell the great floods, thus traveling far and wide in search of effective flood-control strategies.

Most of them had never truly traversed space before. Experiencing the sensation of being tens of thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye filled them with boundless joy and amazement, while deepening their reverence for their young master.

On every single star, the energies of the Five Elements flowed. All the stars merged together, transforming into a gigantic millstone that crashed down crushingly upon Chen Xiao.

Although a divine fetus could grant practitioners in the Heavenly God Realm immensely powerful combat strength, it was inherently extremely fragile.

Moreover, given Gao Dachai's habit of spending money lavishly and carelessly, it would take him a very long time to save up enough to purchase these talismans.

If it truly came to death, he would die alongside the others; he would never abandon them.

It was around 6:00 PM by the time of their return journey, but summer evenings darken slowly, and the sun still hung obliquely in the sky. The three of them, Galademos, walked eastward along the northern bank of the Alcantara River.

Furthermore, the Blood Fiend Sect was currently plotting a grand scheme, yet the Earthly Fiend Seal on Qin Ming's body had still not been successfully seized.

Nevertheless, well-informed South Korean media outlets still managed to surround the hotel on the very day the wedding banquet was held.

However, the moment Baili Dengfeng's words fell, that emaciated old man who had remained motionless with his eyelids closed, looking as though he were dead, suddenly opened his eyes and stared directly at Baili Dengfeng.

"Who is there? Come out!" The very instant I turned around, all the candlelight in the room was extinguished. I looked around nervously, wondering if this general's mansion was haunted, and my body began to tremble slightly.

"Wait, always waiting! Exactly how much longer must I wait before we can eliminate Li Ye and occupy the Liaodong Peninsula? What on earth is your plan? Tell me right now!" Da Xuanxi had grown completely impatient with Dou Fuhe, and even his form of address had shifted. Had Dou Fuhe not been his father-in-law, a minor offense would have gotten him thrown out of the main hall, and a major one would have cost him his head.

Because Lin Ling had calculated the range and effect of the soundwaves, she installed speakers at various positions on the first floor of the entire villa. Furthermore, the receiving system could select the optimal speaker to serve as the main audio source based on the microphone's location, coordinating it with the other speakers to achieve the best possible surround-sound effect.

"Surely not..." Zheng Pingwu found this somewhat hard to accept. After all, he had dedicated so much to the Guoguang Electronic Sports Club. If this was the only reward and recognition he received, he would rather not do it at all.

Speaking of jealousy and vinegar-tasting with such an open and straightforward attitude actually caused Duan Jinrui—who had wanted to say something to smooth things over and ease the tension—to blush deeply.

Night Shadow was baffled. Wasn't this quite good-looking? Could it be that she was actually expected to act as a bodyguard?

Moreover, they all harbored a deep-seated taboo regarding the figures of that era. Having barely escaped with their lives, they held a bitter resentment toward those powers and yearned to exact vengeance.

He was Ling Fengwuqing's father, Ling Zhengyi. However, judging purely by their hair at this moment, Ling Fengwuqing looked even older than Ling Zhengyi.

"You have participated in court politics for only a short time and still need a few years of tempering in the imperial court. It seems governing the country requires someone as steady and wise as the Third Imperial Prince, but the Third Imperial Prince is..." The Emperor shook his head sorrowfully and could not continue.

At this thought, Lei Qian nodded slightly toward the Demon Overlord and the others beside him, and without lingering, his figure flashed rapidly back along the path they had come.

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The villagers could not be certain whether this was Buggy's trick. Filled with lingering doubts, they still tightly gripped the weapons in their hands.

A tall man stood facing away from the others, looking up at a night-shining pearl while pondering deeply.

Only then did Ling MoYu realize that his arm was being tightly gripped by someone. Turning his head, he saw Tao Ziyi, who had lost her former elegance and majesty. Her hair hung in disarray over her shoulders, and her pupils were dilated wide, revealing a blackness resembling a vortex.

Nagumo harbored a shred of optimistic hope that Wang Guo no longer had a sufficient number of fighter planes to launch a counterattack. The radar on the warships indeed failed to detect any shadow of Wang Guo's aircraft in the sky, causing Nagumo's heart to relax slightly.

Buggy was also somewhat excited. Although this was ill-gotten wealth, he was a pirate after all—why should he care about such things?

Yu Jingtian was a smart man; he knew that without offering terms, there was absolutely no way Ye Lingchen would spare his life.

Chopper did not speak; he was still trembling with sheer terror. Had it not been for the terrifying aura Buggy exuded when telling him to sit down, he would have hidden away long ago.

An old man draped in a black robe stepped out. He was second in command only to Elder Tu, serving as the branch's vice-leader.

A smile appeared on Bai Yun's face, yet he also gripped the cloth-wrapped Shenshu tightly, scanning his surroundings vigilantly. In this increasingly dense fog, he could not afford even the slightest slackness.

Upon returning to the hotel, Nangong Qian was definitely not asleep, because she had spent the entire journey talking to a certain fellow. How could she possibly sleep? She also knew the guy was intentionally trying to scare her; he wouldn't actually do *that* to her upon returning to the hotel.

Oh my, oh my, I truly believe I am suited for planning work! Under my guidance, that prospective father-in-law—who had dined with us that day—agreed to a fair competition and chose today to showcase and promote his beloved daughter.

At this thought, Luo Xia glanced at the distant backs of Nick and the others, deciding to remain out of sight for the time being and protect them from the shadows.

She even possessed a fair grasp of the arts of longevity and rhythm. As for her tea-brewing skills, she had indeed put a great deal of effort into practicing them in modern times.

After all, the imperial court was inherently a deep pool, and its hidden depths and machinations filled ordinary folk with instinctive dread.

The Ghost and God Cult deserved to be exterminated by all. If Zhang Tianzong's identity were exposed, he would be left without a burial site.

When Mu Wanting and the others rushed over, Mu Wanxin was sitting safely to the side, unharmed save for a slightly pale complexion.

Nangong Qian could not afford to worry about her internal injuries. Even though she had obtained a blessing in disguise and broken through the previous night, her internal injuries had not healed all at once.

"I came to check on you. I haven't visited your class all this time since the semester started; as your fiancé, I've been quite derelict in my duty," Suqiao said with a smile to Nuannuan, his tone exceptionally gentle and pampering.