Volume 1, Chapter 62: The Advance of the Noble Dames

"Brother Feng, what should we do with the ones who didn't die?" At that moment, Liusha walked up to me and asked.

Hearing my shout, Ye Lei had originally intended to hold back, but his blade was already swinging down, leaving no possibility of pulling it back.

Amidst the sparse branches, a bright yellow figure was exceptionally dazzling. Bai Yan was startled, her high brows furrowing tightly.

After Li Feiyang left, I had already called Zhang Shijie, instructing them to lead their people and pretend to retreat, making Li Feiyang and the others think we had caused enough trouble and were done with it. That way, Li Feiyang would definitely call back the vast majority of the people from Li's Real Estate.

She lowered her gaze, smiling tenderly as she looked at Dinchen in her arms. Right now, in her eyes, this child was far more important than achieving immortality.

"Are you doubting my feelings for you? Shall I prove it to you once more?" A magnetic and blazing voice murmured near her ear.

Then she sat down, picking up the design blueprint on the table to study it closely. However, her gaze was unfocused, showing that her thoughts were far away from the drawing.

At this point, players from China and the United States had actually lost their qualifications to compete. When the number reached ninety-nine, the final player was terribly slow to appear.

Beneath the easy smile, a faint sorrow naturally leaked through. What Lin Dongsheng's departure meant could still be guessed.

Once he successfully kidnapped the cub, these Salikyne Ice and Fire Dragons would not attack him—at least not until all hope of reclaiming the cub was lost. This gave Bin Yu plenty of room to maneuver. When the time came, whether through negotiation or escaping under the protection of the ice and fire dragon cub, it would be much easier.

Sitting on the chair, Yan'er wore an expression of extreme panic the moment Captain Jiang asked about Zhang San's home and his wife. Even Feng Qi, lying on the hospital bed, was in a thoroughly abnormal state, his terrified expression laced with fear.

"You really are..." Lin Yu was left completely speechless by her. Turning around to look at the dying man, she saw that the wound on his chest appeared to have been treated and was wrapped in gauze, though the gauze had long since been stained crimson with blood.

"Master said there is a netherworld fire source within this ancient battlefield. My body-refining is just hitting a bottleneck. If I can temper myself using the netherworld fire source, I will surely make a breakthrough," Nie Chengfeng muttered to himself, his eyes full of anticipation as he advanced deeper into the fog.

Yet obviously, the final sentence was something Tong Lexi would not say. Even if she didn't speak it aloud, Xu Moshen understood the implication. Xu Moshen's gaze remained unchanged as he stared stubbornly at Tong Lexi, refusing to yield even an inch.

During this period, some disciples broke out of the trials in Alestar, almost frightened by such a formidable array.

There were no white bones on the ground, but rather a puddle of mangled flesh. Judging from the garments and wooden sticks, they belonged entirely to Sikong Lecheng. That pool of flesh had been hacked so excessively by him that it no longer resembled a human shape at all.

At this moment, Diyu was using the Threefold Severed Veins to repair his freshly broken arms, mentally evaluating the realm of the War Ancestor once more.

"You aren't trying to hoodwink me again, are you?" Yiyang immediately retorted. That Tower Spirit was pulling this trick again, and he felt a lingering fear.

Passing through the spatial membrane of an even higher layer, pure white balls of light emerged one after another above each planar world. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but starlight.

Lin Haoyu couldn't help shivering, shedding a coat of goosebumps all over the floor. Yet, an innate human curiosity and desire for gossip made him yearn to "get to the bottom of it."

It was not surprising that Ruan Xueyin now held the post of district commander and had returned to report on government affairs for an entire afternoon.

If it were in the past, fans seeing Takuya's enemy act so arrogant would undoubtedly mock them relentlessly.

"When I originally submitted *The Garden of Words*, I sent it to Moyu, Fengyu, and Longya all at once. You were the only one who appreciated the work and gave it the chance to be serialized!" Chu Yue said.

He was being dragged away from her side, yet she couldn't stop Long Zhuyang because Shangguan Lingyuan knew.

If you're a penalty taker and you let the goalkeeper get inside your head, you should just keep it to yourself. Why blurt it out? Why come to me with a complaint?

After hitting the goalpost shortly after coming on, Wang Chuhe's confidence had grown considerably. He was very active in the frontcourt, and his brilliant short passes in particular always unexpectedly created massive threats.

Lin Chuxia sighed inwardly, not expecting Deng Xiuzhen's mental knot to be this deep already.

"Hey, hey, crybaby, go easy! Really! Really! They're right behind you!" While dodging my attacks, he didn't forget to brew that terrifying atmosphere for me.

Li Bai knew some directors had eccentricities, but there was also a strange notion in the directing circle: the quirkier a director's temper, the better the things they could shoot.

The dazzling light caused her eyes to narrow involuntarily, and a figure faintly emerged at the end of the path.

Along the way, Xu Xuan did not lower his guard, secretly remaining on high alert against Zhu Yuan's every move. Even though Zhu Yuan was a cripple with all his meridians severed, someone whom only a grand celestial being could save, Xu Xuan would not let down his guard.

Shen Mian lowered her head to look at her hot-girl outfit, most of which had been drenched. It had completely lost its edge and wasn't hot at all anymore.

Xu Xuan estimated that if he cultivated the *Art of Purity and Tranquility* to great success, he would attain a body of purity and reach the ultimate longevity of one hundred and twenty years.

Taking advantage of this moment, Liang Qing and Song Yao hurriedly peeled off their heavy down jackets and outer garments. The two of them checked each other over to ensure no spiders had been brought back inside, and only then did they timidly pick up their clothes and begin packing their things.

Li Mengying could finally hold back no longer. She sat up abruptly, almost pressing directly against Jiang Han.

Chen Xu finally located the general position of the Baihui acupoint on Ino's head, and then, amidst the astonished gazes of everyone present, drove the silver needle in.

With a blank mind, I leaned into Jin Yexuan's embrace, mustering all my strength to grip his clothes tightly. My body trembled uncontrollably, and my tears silently blended with the rain streaming down my face.

Back when they had just gotten married, Gu Zechen was still very resistant to her. On ordinary days at the new house, she slept in the guest room, while visits to the old family estate required them to share a room out of fear that the old matriarch would find out.

It was rare for the two of them not to part on bad terms, yet almost the moment Gu Zechen stepped outside, Lu Shihanh slammed the bedroom door shut with a heavy crash.