Volume 1 - Chapter 63: Only You Must Die

Gao Bo had nowhere left to retreat; his back pressed firmly against the wardrobe, right where Mo Qianqian had been hiding.

Gao Bo’s words were simple and concise, cold and detached, completely devoid of any emotional color, as if he were keeping her at a thousand miles' distance. Mo Qianqian was taken aback; Gao Bo’s coldness left her somewhat at a loss.

As soon as the two of them left the room, a pale figure suddenly appeared, glanced at Yun Heng, and then turned to Xuan Ye. "Blacksmith, it's fine, he is a man of our village," Xuan Ye smiled. "High Priest, someone has entered the Ten Thousand Demons Grotto!" the blacksmith said anxiously.

Before Lu Cheng could go back on his word, Skinny Monkey sprinted toward the main gate. He was eager to run out immediately; falling into the hands of criminal police was a hundred times better than falling into Lu Cheng's hands.

Jiang Wanzhi’s sharp gaze swept over them, causing both of them to instinctively avert their eyes. Neither of them understood why Jiang Wanzhi’s aura could be so overwhelmingly powerful and terrifying.

Yun Heng nodded, a sense of doubt welling up in his heart. "Xuan Ye is the village high priest, dedicated to sealing the Ten Thousand Demons Grotto. He Qian is the next high priest and has already begun mastering some sealing techniques," the blacksmith seemed to notice Yun Heng's confusion and explained. Yun Heng did not answer him; instead, he looked around as spiritual energy rapidly gathered in his legs.

This person was none other than Teacher Wang, the head teacher who had been blasted away by the blue robot during the wooden doll game. Why would he be here now?

Because bronze possesses the property of weakening soul power, ghostly entities and the like generally perish within a few hundred years. Specters are the most powerful tomb-guarding evil spirits humans can capture, and they can live for a maximum of fifteen hundred years.

Faced with disaster, not only did these people lack the slightest bit of sympathy and compassion, but they even took advantage of the national crisis to maliciously inflate fuel prices.

So I picked them both up. One turned me into an ancient divine beast, and the other was useless, so I turned it into a pendant to wear around my neck. Little did I expect that this item would become the reason everyone kept things from me.

The Khan of Ashina Xian was appointed by the Emperor of the Great Tang, and the soldiers and civilians under his command were all under the protection of the Great Tang. Deliberately embarrassing the military supervisor—wasn't that asking for trouble?

Therefore, Feng Wu, who was single-mindedly eager to learn the Void Time Array, had her topic changed. Moreover, someone's hand had not moved away the entire time, and she hadn't even noticed, while the person in question was more than happy to take advantage of her.

"Banzai!" Although the Japanese troops were momentarily stunned by the blow, they immediately launched a counterattack. Anti-aircraft machine guns and artillery roared into action, firing at the helicopters in the sky.

Therefore, Feng Shao pondered for a long time and ultimately decided to check on his beloved son first, preferably curing his illness so that the security of the capital could be entrusted to him, leaving him with enough energy to handle other matters.

Xie Heshun said: Having witnessed the worst side of things at the lowest point of life and having experienced the fickleness of the world, and having also witnessed the best side at the peak of life while enduring the vicissitudes of human affairs, one can still strip away the complex to return to simplicity and innocence. Possessing a powerful background yet refusing to be boastful, keeping a low profile is the most formidable form of showing off.

The dark hand lifted his head and burst into loud laughter. Summoned by him, three burly orcs with vastly different attires walked into the tent.

Merely from this single attack, nearly an entire division was crippled, and over 20,000 Kuomintang soldiers were killed in action. Facing such an offensive from the Vanguard Army, Li Zongren was utterly powerless to stop it, watching helplessly as it unfolded—a trauma that turned his hair white overnight.

Indeed, the God of War Ares was not of mortal race, but was born among the dwarves, serving as the deity they worshipped and the faith of the dwarf race.

As for these manufacturers, they also had affiliated factory alliances. Once Wu Bin’s Pinduoduo actually went into mass production, that circle of theirs would naturally reach out to Wu Bin on their own initiative.

The moment Li Linfu tripped, the torch in his hand slipped to the ground. The torch rolled twice on the ground and unexpectedly went out.

Their demands were not high; they merely hoped for decent demolition compensation so that they could feel relatively satisfied.

Gradually, the interior of the car grew quiet. After who knows how long, heavy panting actually drifted from the back seat. Gu Zhesi frowned slightly and, looking through the rearview mirror, saw Lang Siyu lying in the back seat, panting in agony with beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolling down her forehead.

The overwhelming stench completely engulfed Cao Yi's olfactory world. Enduring the nausea that threatened to make him vomit out his bile, he pulled the wooden bucket off his head.

Lang Siyu sat at the edge of the bed, her fingers tightening around the bedsheet once more, gripping it desperately as she pressed her lips together, as if making some difficult decision. Time ticked away second by second.

Her objective had been achieved, so there was no need to stay here any longer. As for her clothes and other items, they couldn't be taken away and would simply have to wait for the landlord to throw them all out.

The men of the Sakura Country were like two sides of a coin: beneath a submissive exterior lay a proud soul.

"That's just fine. Tonight Mengyue and Fang Yin can share a room, and the three of you can sleep on the big brick bed in this room, perfect," Grandpa Zhao arranged directly.

Watching Xue Zhiqing eat like that, I knew she was fine. No matter what, as long as she was alright, that was enough.

This Ding Zheng was even more terrifying than he had imagined. This was a profoundly frightening person, or at least that was what he believed in his heart. He felt truly unfortunate, thinking he would get high compensation, only to end up with ordinary compensation instead. He felt the loss greatly outweighed the gain.