Chapter 48: George's Predicament

"At any time." Sun Yan smiled slightly, stretching his limbs at the same time. The sound of his cracking bones instantly felt like a basin of cold water poured over the furious Seth.

"Shall we play something else? Too many people play this, and the line is way too long." In truth, there were hardly any people waiting in front of the drop tower; Xia Fangyuan simply didn't feel like riding it.

No matter what, a mere disciple of a fourth-rank immortal sect was certainly not something the Tiantai Sect would ever take into consideration.

Lin Miaoke hadn't cared at first, but the moment the miraculous pill radiated its precious light and auspicious multicolored aura, yet completely lacked any medicinal fragrance, her expression finally shifted.

His aura surged, and the Five Elements realm crystal core within his body blazed with brilliant light. Surging primordial energy gathered rapidly, rushing ceaselessly toward his limbs and bones. His immense vital blood churned wildly, causing the surrounding ground to tremble as if during an earthquake.

The group was fascinated by the fruits and legume foods sold on the streets. Every fruit was outrageously large; wild fruits that a giant could swallow in a single bite had to be sliced into pieces with a knife for them to share.

It wasn't until a full minute later that the gunfire finally stopped. It wasn't that they ran out of bullets, but Sun Yan felt that continuing to shoot was pointless. Surely, no matter how many rounds a rifle had, it was impossible to fire continuously for a full minute without reloading.

Seeing his master in such a state, Yang Fan felt quite comforted. The city was not the only choice; only the feet know whether the shoes are comfortable.

Yet, despite his current aloofness, Gong Shaoye still looked much happier than before. It felt as though the dark cloud that had always hovered over his head had finally dissipated.

He could not help but shake his head inwardly, thinking that in the future when encountering enemies, he must never be arrogant or careless again. Not only were there countless extraordinary people and strange beings in the otherworldly realm, but there were also countless bizarre divine abilities and methods that were truly impossible to guard against.

Liu Cuilian, Wu Tianying, and Dou Yinzi entered through the side door opened by the Japanese soldiers, only to discover that two pillboxes were concealed behind the reinforced steel-cast barred gate.

Gu Yi'er had wanted to do it herself, but the man beside her gripped her tightly, leaving her with no other choice. She could only stare fixedly at the bailiffs' hands, terrified that their carelessness might cause them to miss some crucial evidence.

The three great divine artifacts must absolute not fall into the hands of others; they were his foundation for survival. As long as the three great divine artifacts remained in his possession, even if the members of the Night Organization came looking for him, he would still have the strength to fight them. Yet now, the three divine artifacts were nowhere to be found. If the Night Organization members arrived, what could he possibly use to stop them?

Yet, a century later, the original site had been swept away by mountain floods. Finding the murderer was undoubtedly harder than reaching the heavens.

By the end, her tears gushed like a breached embankment, washing over her delicate cheeks, and her strings of reluctant words were replaced by sorrowful cries.

He couldn't help but feel a secret surge of envy and jealousy toward the man capable of conquering a femme fatale like Wu Xin. His footsteps involuntarily paused as he intended to see just what kind of sacred being was able to embrace such a beauty.

Guan Jinlin called the technique of clamping an opponent's neck with both legs and flipping them to the ground "bull-fighting skill." The origin of this name was inspired by Guan Jinlin's observations of the battles between matadors and bulls in a bullfighting arena.

After washing the blood from Liu Qingyun's arm, sure enough, his arm was as good as new, though the internal damage had not yet completely healed.

Chen Yuan and his companions usually didn't take very long for their midday break, so their lunch was relatively simple, but its nutritional value was guaranteed.

Mufan could detect the desolation in Xiaohuai Yun's tone. After all, the Jiancheng Kingdom was the place where he grew up; now that his country was shattered and his home destroyed, he was forced to leave his native land.

With a dizzying spin as if heaven and earth were reversing—a familiar sensation—once everything normalized, he arrived in a world filled with a primordial and untamed atmosphere.

"Hi your head! Just drive properly! Head to Lot 7!" Su Xing ultimately decided to go check out that piece of land again after all. The things he had just said to Tang Yawen couldn't be taken seriously yet anyway.

"Y-Young Master... Where is this...?" Even though the War Ent stood completely motionless, Yakov, having witnessed its terrifying might, was still badly frightened.

Whether it was the Soul-Binding Divine Blade or the Soul-Rending Cleaving Blade, he could restrict the opponent's true qi circulation to a certain extent. However, these two blades refused to integrate into the swirling dragon-like vortex, and even if he forced it, the result fell somewhat short of expectations.

"Watch this." Yu Qiyuan put down her milk, holding her phone with one hand while placing the other on her graceful shoulder, then gently slid the strap down, her expression carrying a hint of seductive charm.

Qiao Ya and the others had practically exhausted all their energy for shopping, yet despite wandering around for so long, they hadn't even complained of tiredness.

Ziyang was terrified that Su睿, out of consideration for him, would arrange an easy job where he didn't have to work and just collected a paycheck. He couldn't bring himself to do something like getting something for nothing—where would he put his old face in the future? He'd rather go move bricks at a construction site.

Since they decided to set off, they left immediately. The autumn air was crisp and refreshing without an overly harsh sun, making it the perfect time for an outing and spring-clearing.

"Hmph, some people shouldn't drool with envy! See that? That is the official match for my uncle! Don't think you can deceive my uncle just because you have a pretty face. My uncle has a discerning eye and saw right through your facade long ago!" Fang Xiyuan said with disdain.

If there were too many of them, even Qin Bai wouldn't be able to hold them off, but a mere thousand ice corpses posed no problem for him at all.

Looking at that unfamiliar name, Chen Hai's brain spun rapidly, attempting to search his connections for any high-ranking national officials or famous powerhouses associated with it.

If his master disagreed, then he could peacefully and righteously shut those "tigers" out.

Since Zhao Mu had nothing else to do, he also controlled his demon god avatar to fly into the distance, finding a spot to wait.

Especially since she was the avatar of a peach tree; not only was she a virgin, but she also carried a fragrant, refreshing scent of peach blossoms. This alluring aroma made even Su Chen slightly intoxicated, wishing to draw close to her body and inhale gently.