27 Eternal Joy

"Gou'er... what are these? What use are they to me?" These crystal balls did not look particularly special; in fact, they were sold in shopping malls as mere ornaments with little practical value.

"My husband, are you alright?" Lu Lingqi hurriedly checked Xiang Yu's body, confirming that nothing was amiss.

An eggshell, deep crimson throughout and radiating intense flames, appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Cheng Feng, don't look down, look ahead!" Na Xiu knew his good brother was prone to vertigo and hurriedly reminded him.

Jiang Qingqing's room was located on the side facing the street, so there was no way the sound could go unheard. Jiang Kai panicked instantly; the door was locked from the inside, and his calls went unanswered. Could something have happened?

To wield magic, one must understand it to utilize mana rationally. If one's study of magic does not reach the level corresponding to one's own magical energy capacity, then even the greatest pool of mana is of no avail.

However, the most important task of a night watchman for the deceased is actually to prevent animals like cats and dogs from disturbing the corpse. When cats and dogs draw near, their biological magnetic fields can "excite" the corpse, leading to fusion. Of course, whether that counts as a corpse reanimating is another matter.

"Look at that pathetic expression of yours. It’s just an auction! If you don't understand, it doesn't matter. Just watch who you don't like when bidding and raise your paddle!" Li Yongle glanced at Chen Peng with disdain.

"Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? Didn't you see him eating meat with such gusto? Besides, he is clearly a boy, okay?" Out of respect for the deceased, before leaving, Chu Tianyue did not forget to bow to it, then covered the skull with her own handkerchief.

This meant that in Fuzhou, he became a prince in name only, a mere figurehead. However, the Emperor's decree could not be defied, even if this sea guard unit was something Zhu Yuanzhang himself tacitly allowed.

Such a body, condensed from wind and snow, with wind as its sword and holy light as its armor, possessed neither consciousness nor will.

It was absolutely impossible for Qian Yu's computer to download all this content—neither the computer's storage capacity nor the network speed reached a level that could achieve this.

The imperial physician woke up, saw it was the King, and realized the King was holding him. He rolled his eyes and prepared to faint again.

This was the top floor of the building. If the roof drainage pipes were connected to the hidden water storage tank belonging to this household located above the ceiling... I fear that anyone unfamiliar with this building would never discover this, let alone check if it contained a large number of amoebas.

The streak of white in the sky gradually retreated to the very edge of the horizon, and the entire earth was about to welcome the arrival of night.

As usual, a large cloth was draped over the top of the city gate, and a stage was built with redwood, capturing the moonlight.

"What the hell! It's already SSS-rank? What time is it now? It's already dawn?" Wang Mo hurriedly checked the time; it was already 6:30 in the morning.

A doctor wearing a gas mask led Qian Yu, who was wearing a surgical mask, into Suzuki Sonoko's isolation ward. Suzuki Sonoko was lying on the bed, only turning her head slightly when she heard them open the door.

On his back, he carried a three-foot sword with an ancient aura; the killing intent roiling within the scabbard was like a dragon.

But such a powerful Bai Yi had vanished after meeting Ye Chen. What did this signify? It was highly likely that he had met with some misfortune.

After dropping these arrogant words, An Ji unleashed twelve paths of Six-Pulse Sword Qi from his hands, directly crippling their dantian and energy seas.

Even with the laws of heaven and earth revealed here, an ordinary fifth-grade expert would struggle to see them clearly, sensing only a few vague peculiarities.

The Primordial Azure Dragon Python, however, grew impatient, for he sensed that someone else had reached the base of the Five-Gold Treasure Tree via the Heavenly Ladder.

"Unfortunately, your path ends here!" The Holy Fire Envoy's voice still echoed in the original spot, but he had already arrived half a meter in front of Liao Daheng. A ray of fire shot out, illuminating even the dim sky.

The bamboo-leaf sword led the way, parrying all the incoming grey mist, and in a short while, it carried the two of them out of the encirclement.

While offering incense, with so many great monks watching, it was almost impossible for Hang Tianyi to investigate anything in the temple.

Tang An could no longer smile; his face darkened, his brow revealed displeasure, and his tone became somewhat stiff.

Generally speaking, only when a martial artist reaches the ninth grade can they sense the existence of the power of rules.

Although many suspected this was a trick by the streamer just to swindle money, this could not stop people from believing it. After all, the scene just now was too realistic; no flaws could be detected.

Once the stew began, Baolin smelled the increasingly thick aroma of braised spices in the kitchen and hurriedly closed the windows and doors, plugging any gaps she could with rags. She figured the smell of the spice bag shouldn't be that overwhelming.

The figure in bright red did not care, extending a finger to point at Murong Qingran. The man turned around, causing everyone on Murong Qingran's side to gasp in unison.

"Do you think you can kill me? Those who know the times are wise. Why don't you follow me from now on? If you agree and help me successfully take over the Green Fox's territory, you will be my right and left hands—how about becoming the North and South Protectors of my Wild Wolf Hall?" Liu Yu dangled a sugar-coated bullet before the two.