Snowbound Crying Infant 6

The Great Dream A beauty in longing. 1868 words 2026-04-13 06:48:45

"Thank you, little brother Dormammu!" Bijie accepted them without hesitation, taking ten thousand magic fruits as a return gift and handing them over to him. Dormammu immediately pulled out a handful and began to eat with great relish. Seeing his appetizing way of eating, Bijie immediately took a liking to this cute boy who loved to flatter. Birds of a feather flock together, and both of them were thorough foodies.

"My head hurts terribly! I think we shouldn't act rashly. I'll send some androids to investigate first," Lu Yuan suggested, holding her head in discomfort.

If—if it weren't for those hateful gray-feathered cranes, how could her parents have died? How could she have been forced to leave her nest, ultimately leading to her younger sister being stolen?

Fortunately, the appearance of Lin You resolved the previously encountered problem in time. While packing up in the evening, Luo Chu glanced at her phone and saw a WeChat message from Luo Qinghe.

The Earth Dragon fell silent. During this period, it had been pondering this very question, and Chu Chong had hit right at the core of its thoughts.

When he saw the stamp on that silver note, his ominous premonition, like an inflated balloon, was finally popped with a soft snap.

Xu Dafu didn't care much at first. To him, a time-travel mission centered around seeking descendants was purely for fun.

"Aren't you planning to buy a car yourself? Going from here to Wedding Dress Street requires transferring two subway lines," Director Zhou said, sitting in the passenger seat and turning to look at Guan Chen.

Establish a sect? Mo Wuji thought to himself that he was already planning to establish Pingfan. However, because his cultivation was too low and he was constantly rejected by various major powers, he had been forced to wander everywhere, making it impossible for him to settle down and establish a sect.

Gu Yunmi cried her heart out, her vision turning pitch black. Later, she seemed to hear the sound of a fire engine by her ear, and after that, she lost consciousness.

She had actually only been guessing, but she hadn't expected it to really be the case. In that case, what the Xu family thought of her no longer mattered. At least the former Xu Er had never made a mistake in such matters, and if he had made a mistake now, it was because of her.

Fatty and the Poker-faced Man—could they have drowned due to physical exhaustion? If that really was the case, I'll wait a bit longer. If they still don't come up, I'll just jump straight down and form a trio of water ghosts.

Samba followed me with a dejected look. The cave was packed with people. Mao Degui glared at me fiercely with a very malevolent gaze, but I, Wu Xie, am not a soft persimmon to be kneaded at will. I immediately glared back with an equally fierce look. He sneered, twitching the corner of his mouth, and then muttered something to his four brothers.

It was still that calm tone, but the murderous intent in his words was unmistakable. This was Lu Chen: seemingly unperturbed, yet truly decisive and never dragging his feet when it came to action.

Mo Wuji's comprehension ability was undoubtedly top-notch. He had no master; everything was figured out through his own contemplation. Now, with just a slight reminder from Kun Yun, he snapped back to full awareness.

"Sir, sir!" Gu Xinran called out, mustering her courage, and even reached out her right hand to wave it in front of Ji Mo's eyes.

Fatty's expression didn't change at all as he smiled and said, "Fatty has noted it down." He punched me in the shoulder and led Tongzi and the others toward a secluded corner. On the other side, Black Glasses and the others also automatically kept their distance, leaving only myself and a passerby in the vast space.

"I haven't said anything yet, and my mom hasn't asked either," Gu Xinran said with a melancholy expression. This was the exact feeling that was the most agonizing; she figured Gu Gu should be waiting for her to bring it up on her own.

However, after arriving, Lin Yu somewhat regretted it, because there were simply too many people coming to catch fish.

Yi Yun directly looped the seven swords into a circle, infused them with spiritual power, and suspended them above the entrance like a giant windmill, continuously slashing and killing. This could save a significant amount of stamina.

However, admitting that her brain worked slowly was something Lin Yu would never do. She immediately stopped Billy and Irene, who still wanted to blurt out something that would drag down the team's average intelligence, and forcefully steered the conversation back.

As the guardian of the Styx tributary and the protector of the demon worms, it possessed extremely low intelligence, usually doing nothing more than eating and sleeping. Only when a high-ranking demon wanted soul fragments and attempted to wipe out this demon-breeding "workshop" would one witness its frenzied combat scenes.

Li Xuan gave the old hag a nonchalant look. She hadn't reminded him earlier, but the moment he prepared to write, she spoke up. Without a doubt, she was in cahoots with Yuan Ming.

Yi Yun's left eye grew increasingly blazing, while his right eye was as deep as an abyss. Both hands kept moving before him to control the seven swords like a puppeteer. Although the Bagua array formed by the sword gleam lacked one empty position, as he operated it, that empty position constantly shifted, making it extremely difficult to capture.

Count Earl Saad himself had been burned to death by a dragon's breath in Iron-grip. One could well imagine what kind of attitude the Saad family would hold toward the Cinderellans.

However, as Fang Li noticed the gathering places of spiritual veins passing by becoming increasingly numerous, he knew that they were not far from the mountain gate of the Guiyuan Taoist Sect.

Mentally calculating the time roughly, the next reincarnation mission was still two and a half months away, which wasn't particularly generous. It was time to start preparing.

"Hehe, no problem. As long as you can truly forgive me, the bracelet issue is on me!" Jiang Zhengxi said with full confidence.

At the same time, composite evolved beings were not accustomed to making such choices. Throughout the universe, apart from the composite evolved beings themselves, all other races were insignificant, forever lighter than a feather. Such an incomprehensible, unreasonable act of risking a 42-fold hazard to save people was bound to arouse suspicion.