119. An Immortal Bestows a Blessing 17

However, the things here—I’m not sure what kind of plant roots they are pickled with—are charcoal-colored and incredibly hard. The people here must rely on this to survive, along with flatbread and cold water. Life is quite austere.

"Excessive? I don't think so! I heard these guys have been cheating fans out of their money behind the scenes! It’s a mercy I didn't beat them up," Hugo replied in a playful tone, not sensing much anger in Giorgio.

Milan actually deployed their three pillars today; Gattuso, Ambrosini, and Pirlo were all defensive midfielders. Pirlo was classified as a defensive player due to his positioning, as he always played in a relatively deep role, with Gattuso and Ambrosini acting as his bodyguards.

"I think so, too." Fang Yu put on his shoes and socks. Jin Yuyan tidied his messy hair, then took her husband’s arm, leaning against him closely as they left the hospital room, walked down the stairs, and headed toward the main entrance.

Gao Jianli was already heading toward Ge Nie’s location as he said this, intending to seize this opportunity to find him.

"Alright, Nana, I know you’re too heartbroken. It’s okay, just get some sleep." Lin Chen spoke, then left the room without looking back.

Taking advantage of the team captains tossing a coin, Victor jumped in place a few times to ease his nervousness.

It made sense; in the current situation, food and water were the scarcest resources. Who would waste them on trivial matters? Usually, people just wrung out a wet towel to wipe their bodies. Clothes were occasionally changed and left on a rack for a few days.

Seeing Lin Chen escape in a taxi, the two burly men didn't immediately call their henchmen or rush to the heavy truck to give chase. Instead, a cold sneer appeared on their lips.

In the dark night, Di Yan’s face flushed slightly. Yang Honglie had actually addressed her as "my lady." She knew he was Li Zhen’s personal military officer and had been deeply involved in the preparations for her wedding to Li Zhen, so it was only natural for him to address her that way.

"I don't think so," Xiao Ling shook his head. It wasn't that Tian Fei’s argument was wrong; Xiao Ling simply had a different understanding of Warlocks. Although his knowledge of the game didn't match other players, he had given careful thought to how he allocated his own points and wasn't doing it blindly.

Seeing Tian Kuang walk toward the Mercenary Guild administrator, the players in the hall turned their gaze toward the group behind him, whispering among themselves.

Lin Yao had a sudden realization. He dared not linger at the scene any longer and hurried back to Mo Meng Xuan, where Mi Yichen was staying.

"Doing business? Since when did your family start the school business?" Ye Yulin looked at Mu Chonghao with curiosity.

How did this situation translate to their own home? Her precious son was kissing his daddy! And the situation wasn't just a minor issue.

Everyone clicked their town portal scrolls and returned to the city. The others dispersed to rest, while Tian Kuang, Xiao Ling, and a few others headed toward the mercenary area.

Looking around, there was indeed no one else in the villa besides the two of them, unless someone was hiding in the shadows.

"Go to hell!" Gao Chu roared, his hand-blade sweeping horizontally with such force that it seemed to bring the sound of wind and thunder.

Gu Yucheng glanced at Mo Yanhuan, who was smiling as she squatted in front of a flower pot not far away. He didn't answer, but his silence was clearly an admission.

Everything was silent; even the cat’s meowing had stopped. She heard a pattering sound on the floor, as if wet hands and feet were crawling across it.

In the end, Yun Wanran put away the Red Flower Musk Dew and picked up the other pill, tucking it into her sleeve.

She had never imagined that one day, she and her children would encounter something like this.

In an instant, someone leaped from the side, grabbed Panyan, and gave him a gentle shake, dodging the two attackers. At the same time, two palm strikes descended from the air. Caught off guard, the two men let out muffled groans, their bodies instantly riddled with holes, blood pouring out like a waterfall as their bones and tendons were crushed to death.

"Yes, I beg you to let him go." Seeing Thomas on the verge of losing consciousness, Usopp braced himself and continued.

The closer the fleet drew, the more one could perceive the sheer number of dark, luminous spots floating in space.

This time, Yuan Haochen did not, as he had in the past, rush to hit the edge of the dream in hopes of escaping it quickly.

Dong Caiqi and Lu Zhenying knew he was divining the future, so they waited with bated breath. Dong Caiqi was quite proficient in the art of Taiyi; looking closely at the diagram, he knew it boded grave danger.

As for the mineral water, it was something Xi Tianling had inadvertently bought at a supermarket and left in his pack last time.

When Luo Yan finished his final sentence, the tent fell into dead silence. Everyone was staring at him.

"Who exactly are you?" The Ninth Elder stood beneath the flames, looking at Gui Qi, who was still wailing not far away, and asked in a deep voice.

The blue light grew closer. The ghost gently gripped the Type 95 rifle behind his back and quietly pulled the bolt.