Volume One, Chapter 38: Lin Qiao Withdraws from the Competition

Depois do divórcio, ela se tornou uma herdeira poderosa, e o pai e o filho cafajestes choraram de arrependimento. Pêssego Doce 1271 words 2026-08-04 04:53:34

Countless helicopters descended upon the flat ground, and soldiers began rescue operations in an orderly fashion. Soon, the wounded were all arranged to be taken aboard the aircraft. Following the military-green helicopters were the private choppers of the Lin family. Two Lin family bodyguards quickly located Lin Qiao. "Miss, we are taking you away now." Lin Qiao shook her head, refusing the offer. There were too many wounded, and the military helicopters were already insufficient.

And since the first film of his comeback featured his own participation, this was undoubtedly the best opportunity to boost his popularity; who would want to miss such a chance?

With the character selection complete and the game about to begin, Wang Wu glanced at the viewership of the livestream. After the previous surge, there seemed to be a slight downward trend, though it was still growing; after all, the night was the golden period for streaming.

Three days later, filled with grief and indignation that Yu Yao had stolen my Immortal Superior, I went to Dongting Lake to confront her. I wanted to kill her, so I fought her for an entire day and night. Who would have thought that Yu Yao was too powerful? Not only did I fail to kill her, but I also ended up severely wounded myself.

Master Feng’s expression was heavy, as if he were preoccupied. Hearing what Kong Wu said, he quickly replied, "I have other matters to attend to. You go and take a look; Young Master Hong is your sworn brother, he certainly would not deceive us." With that, he apologized to Hong Huang, called for the butler, and hurried out the door.

Afterward, Zhang Bufan did not rush to leave. Instead, he spent the entire day with his father, discussing martial arts, chatting about daily life, or listening to his father share experiences from his own days of wandering and training.

Having been slapped by Deng Kai earlier, Liu Yongkun was seething with rage. Seizing the opportunity of Deng Kai’s assault on an officer, he decided to pay him back in kind. Thus, he put all his strength into this slap.

However, for the players on Nameless Star, this concept had just been proposed and needed a bit of verification; perhaps it could even be used as a surprise tactical maneuver.

Nangong Sijing, who had always kept a place in her heart for Zhu Yuan, had finally experienced what it meant to be helpless against fate and destiny over the past few hours.

If he had wanted to harm me, he would have done so already. Would an expert like him need to beat around the bush to kill an ant? Zhu Yuan shook his head.

Even if we can replicate them, if the cost of alchemy far exceeds theirs, wouldn't it be just as meaningless?

On the city gate tower, the "Tang" army flag fluttered high. The guards stood solemn, their armor shining and their blades sharp. Below the tower, dozens of soldiers lined up before the chevaux-de-frise, clutching long spears and wearing waist swords, standing guard with a stern air. Those leaving the city were not questioned, but those entering were strictly interrogated.

"Sigh. Since you have already made up your mind, I will no longer try to persuade you. If there is anything I can do to help, just tell me," Liu Tie sighed, hoping he could be of assistance to Wang Ping.

For some special reason, the creator of the replica magical artifact explicitly noted that it was an imitation to prevent any misunderstandings.

"Enough, both generals! This is no time for arguing. Let us first hear what Wang Ping’s solution is," Li Chengqian said angrily.

"Mom, don't talk nonsense! I don't have any hidden intentions. I'm not talking to you if I want to eat," Dong Li said, looking embarrassed.

"You said 'most of them,' so what is in the other boxes?" Li Chao took out the P229 pistol resting on the straw inside the wooden crate and checked the magazine.

"Seeds? Aren't seeds plants?" The leaf-bug was also dumbfounded. It considered itself to have nothing to do with plants. It was a mobile, conscious animal, belonging to the insect category.

"Hello? Is this White Shadow? How is it going? Is there..." Shen Feng had only spoken halfway when he realized the owner of the phone number was not White Shadow. His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

After a long period of meditation, he finally felt that flow of 'Qi' within his body once again.