How many dreams has this fleeting life contained? 6

“Sir, nowadays con artists will stop at nothing. Let me put it this way: you should consider two possibilities in this situation. First, when this person dug up the item, you happened to see it by chance, so he had no choice but to sell it to you for two thousand, buying himself time to escape.

“You’re back!” Liu Siyen didn’t think anything serious would happen; she just greeted them casually, then went back to playing games with Yaya.

That so-called ‘other side’ was, of course, simply another space in the medicine garden—Ling’er understood this perfectly well.

“I accept it. Now I finally know what it means to make one false step and regret it for a thousand years. You’d better not use this to threaten me for life!” Xu Yang said in resignation.

How could someone in their forties be classmates with someone in their twenties? Did they think this was an evening school for adults? So those two guards were immediately convinced that Chen Ling was there to cause trouble.

Just stepping out of the elevator, he noticed a crowd gathered at the door of 607. As he got closer, he saw they seemed to be visitors, automatically splitting into two groups.

In just one minute, more than ten people had fallen into the trap, dropping into a suddenly appearing deep pit. Some of those squares simply couldn’t be stepped on. People only felt their feet slip, and before they could even scream, they had already fallen in. Climbing out would take some effort.

He yearned for the alchemist’s abilities. The various medicines concocted could not only save lives but also take them, especially when combined with his divine gourmet’s tongue—it was truly an unstoppable combination.

“When do you plan to enter the labyrinth?” After everyone had eaten, Nie Ruqin asked this. She knew they would definitely go adventuring to seek that Scroll of Ten Thousand Curses.

“Because I’m afraid I can’t control my feelings. I want to know that my emotions aren’t just a moment’s impulse, but truly from the heart. I don’t want you to get hurt!” Xu Yang said earnestly.

Hu Ye returned to the main gate at a leisurely pace, only to see Zhao Yuan and his personal guards huddled together, shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing that Yin Zhixuan didn’t look well, his subordinate hesitated, unsure if he should reveal everything he knew.

In the film, a violent storm triggered a massive flood, even submerging all of New York. Now the weather was changing even more dramatically than in the movie, so Hu Ye didn’t dare be careless and decided to seek higher ground to escape the flood.

Such details didn’t catch Xuanyuan Chi’s attention; right now, all his thoughts were focused on Sheng Mingzhu, leaving no room for anything else.

“The Empress Dowager must not risk herself. If the villain’s target is you, wouldn’t I be putting you in danger? How could I face the Regent?” His tone allowed no refusal. He dared not let Sheng Mingzhu fall into peril.

“Is that so? My eyes were once cold and lifeless?” Kang Qiao feigned innocence, grinning as he asked.

The evolved Terminator was far more formidable than before—even John was no match for him. After a fierce battle, John was completely overpowered, unable to move a muscle.

But thinking carefully, Gao Zhan’s worries and suspicions weren’t unfounded. Lately, Xu Lin’s mood had been unstable; she’d bite at anyone she caught. And Yu Feng was seen as an ally of Ning Qian’s camp, so it really was possible for her to pick a fight with him.

Kang Qiao could only smile, then turned and pressed the button beside the screen. The screen flickered, displaying a lavishly decorated ceiling. What did this mean? Kang Qiao looked at Yu’er in puzzlement.

Zheng let out an involuntary cry and, in that instant, raised his light machine gun and fired wildly at the white-haired eunuch.

Finally, the Heavenly Net Furnace completely emerged from the ground, continuously releasing thick spiritual energy. The surrounding monsters eagerly absorbed the energy, their power clearly increasing.

Then, Liu Yu’s phone vibrated again. This time it was a message from Chen Chen, containing a game ID. Liu Yu didn’t even need to guess—it was surely the ID of one of the streamers.

The vast expanse of the sea stretched before Hao Jianping, and the biting wind did nothing to calm him. His eyes were bloodshot and red, as if a blade had been drawn across his heart.

After Ye Zheng’s rousing words, everyone’s spirits surged and they shouted their agreement with great enthusiasm. For a moment, everyone’s blood boiled with excitement.

Today marked Ye Zheng’s twenty-fifth day in this unfamiliar world. After twenty days of gathering herbs and treatment, Aunt Chen’s condition seemed almost fully recovered. As long as she followed the physician’s orders and continued taking the herbal medicine for about ten more days, she would likely be completely cured.

“All right, say no more—it’s settled. I’ll pay half, since it’s not entirely your fault; my friend isn’t very experienced either, so... well, that’s that.” Zhang Xiaofeng grinned foolishly at the man as he spoke.

How could Li Xu let such a good opportunity slip by? His fatigue vanished, and he drew an arrow, pulling the bow to its full draw. As he released his fingers, the feathered arrow shot toward the roe deer like a meteor.

With a soft creak, the coffin lid gently opened, and a thick aura of death immediately poured out, filling the vast, empty palace in an instant.