Volume 1, Chapter 25: Does This Count as Holding Hands?

The Divine Needle methodically cleared the stairs, leaving the sections it had traversed spotless, while the uncleared steps remained in a state of wretched disarray.

The zombies were naturally sluggish and cumbersome, but these seemed particularly heavy and clumsy. I used the "Kuixing Kick" technique to dismantle five or six of them in succession, yet the others showed little reaction, continuing to lunge toward me one after another.

Only a few dozen Imperial Guards remained by my side, while the rebels slowly closed in on them. The surviving guards were covered in lethal wounds, many now relying on burning their own vital energy just to stay standing.

Commander Jiao and the eight legion commanders nodded in fierce agreement, thinking to themselves, "Isn't that how wars are always fought?"

"By the way, Xiaxia! How did you know I was here? Is there something you need?" Seeing the look of disbelief on Wen Bixia's face, Lei Weidong quickly changed the subject.

Xu Jiahui merely offered a reminder before carrying the child to the table, asking the two about their return to the military region in a few days.

This is where horror films differ from comedies; horror films generally lose their appeal after three viewings, while audiences can still laugh heartily at a comedy even after watching it a dozen times, regardless of age.

"Liu... Liu Zhi..." My heart hammered with fear, my voice trembling. Could I have accidentally killed Liu Zhi during my moment of failure?

Director Liang never thought about seeking personal gain. Officials in this era were incredibly austere; they only cared about the country and never themselves, finding happiness solely in contributing to the nation.

This is illustrated by the anecdote of Jing Ke attempting to assassinate the King of Qin. Jing Ke carried a dagger, while the King of Qin struggled with a long sword; the blade was too long to be drawn effectively within the grand hall of the Qin palace, leaving him to be chased around the room by Jing Ke.

It wouldn't happen again, would it? If Xia Lan knew she had served time in prison, she probably wouldn't have said that, right?

This fire was not as simple as Su Yunyue had imagined; it involved matters of safety and fire codes. Hearing that a firefighter had nearly lost his life left her feeling deeply anxious and worried. Later, she sent condolences and supplements to the hospital, which finally brought her some peace of mind.

However, it was not a waterfall of water cascading down from that massive Heavenly Gate, but red-hot heavenly tribulation lightning.

Deng Feiyao walked into the bedroom, looking exhausted. No sooner had she lain down than her door was knocked upon with great force.

Golden thunderbolts continuously struck the Golden Dragon of Fortune. Its scales flew off, yet its eyes were filled with excitement and longing.

"Is there something you need?" Shen Fei frowned. He knew that someone like Tie Huailin had an exceptionally sharp sense for trouble.

"Jing Ke, these are members of the Snake Spirit. They are skilled experts. From now on, they will join your Shadow Guards. Let me introduce them to you!" Qin Xiao said, gesturing to the remaining members of the Snake Spirit.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves were exchanged. Gong Shangyu still could not make out the face behind the black-clad figure's veil, but finally spotted the golden wine cup at the stranger's waist. Who in the martial arts world did not know such an obvious mark?

In an instant, fifty percent of the users on the Dou Niu platform were drawn into Li Yigang’s livestream by this dazzling, jaw-dropping visual effect.

This level of cultivation was enough to go head-to-head with a Lei Gong Dragon in its prime, and in terms of supernatural powers and profound arts, Bai Qi was in no way inferior to the beast.

He wanted to say more—that Mianyuan was the shield of Yiluo. Losing it was not only a disgrace to Yiluo but a mortal crisis. If they were at peace today, how could they know their elders and siblings wouldn't be slaughtered overnight in the future? Peace is good, but the price is often heavy.

After entering, Sang Sinuan did not sleep. He was quietly watching the fireworks outside the window, feeling puzzled about who might be visiting when he heard the hospital door open.

As the carriage jolted, his hand instinctively tightened around her, pulling her against his side to keep her from sliding, and he draped his cloak over her.

Beyond Chu Shixia, Chen Zhou, and the Ghost Market Master, even Bai Ziche, who provided the labor, and Jiang Qiao, who provided the funds, were not necessarily aware of the specifics of this fortification. All seven battalions were kept in the dark, blindly carrying out Chu Shixia's orders.

He hailed from the One-Sword Villa and was one of the Villa Master's direct disciples. He had come this time at the Master's behest to gain some experience alongside the venerable Sect Leader Liu, with whom they were on close terms.

She did not mince her words, as there was no longer any need for pretense. Bai Huan was no fool; matters having reached this point, he could not fail to see the alliance between the two.

Lu Ya stroked his beard, clearly sensing that the "Second Part of the Fruition" and the "Zhengyi Alliance Authority Talisman" in his mind were wavering, like overripe fruit ready to be plucked at any moment.

Thinking of this, Yin Zhiping felt a fatigue in his lower back and, with a flick of his tongue, swallowed one of the Yang-Boosting Pills that Fang Meng had previously gifted him.

After speaking, he watched as Liao Qizhi’s eyes shifted, as if in shock, subconsciously glancing toward something.

"You've been running around all day; don't your feet hurt? You know your pregnancy is causing severe swelling, yet you still run about all day. Can't you rest more?" Fang Yi looked at Du Xinru, feigning anger as he reprimanded her.

Now, Baili Yan was treating him with extreme cruelty, having committed such hateful acts.

"..." Ye You silently looked at the shabby name tag in his hand, secretly pondering whether he should find a time to meet the assassin girl and unravel the secret of the killer’s Golden Eyes.