Chapter 109: Heavy Casualties
“Well done!”
Seeing the doctor block that surge of blood energy, Chu Bin, the 'Filial Son' who was attacking, immediately shouted. Seizing the opportunity, he swung his two mourning sticks toward the flying corpse.
“Take this!”
Bang!
Chu Bin felt a vibration in his hands as the two willow-branch mourning sticks, each wrapped in white paper, struck the flying corpse’s forehead one after the other.
A hit!
These two sticks were crafted from willow branches and wrapped with...
When the old man lifted the door curtain and entered the house, everyone had no choice but to retreat from the courtyard and step outside to figure out their next move.
2B hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take the wooden piece from Lin Ai’s hands, stepped forward, and lit the fuse.
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To be honest, although Yan Shu was old, his hearing and vision were still sharp. The reason he did not support Zhao Zhen was simply because he couldn’t bring himself to.
“Shiyun Han, you caused such a huge mess outside and now come crying back to your eldest brother to fix it for you,” Song Wan’er sneered haughtily, her disdainful laughter cutting straight to the heart with every word.
Only after confirming there was truly nothing valuable did 2B and 9S board their flight mechas and bid farewell to Lin Ai and the others.
Those sharp eyes grew even more piercing, making it unbearable for those present to meet their gaze. Mori was clearly waiting for Han Dong’s arrival, yet Han Dong did not come.
The head and second-in-command of Tongliang Mountain were merely peripheral disciples under the White Tiger Hall. Being male, they generally could not enter the core ranks of the Wenxiang Sect.
No matter what she said, it was useless. Nintendo—or rather, the elderly man before her—would grant her no further chances.
Ye Tianxin realized the truth: these fools mistook their own extraordinary power for an energy fluctuation emanating from themselves.
Watching Ni Duoshi’s body gradually shrouded in a black smoke, the flaming iron chain in the Fire Skull’s hand still pierced through him. The chain, once blazing red and roaring with flames, had, at some unknown moment, suddenly been wrapped in a layer of frost, crystal-clear and exquisitely beautiful.
People often say that parting in life and death is the hardest hardship in the world, yet what many do not realize is that the transformation of the human heart is even crueller than helpless farewells.
Yang Bian quickly surveyed the surroundings and headed straight to the gates of Butterfly Flower Academy. At the entrance, a clearing had been specially prepared with several tents set up, banners hung, and tables and chairs arranged to welcome new students for registration.
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Another seat was occupied by a burly, bold middle-aged man, squinting his eyes, exuding an aura of a heroic tyrant without anger.
Yun Duo was puzzled; she had no idea whether Su Yang cared for her, especially since the two were still opponents who had to eliminate each other during the grand competition. But earlier, Su Yang had a chance to eliminate her and did not do so immediately. Now, if he turned a blind eye, she simply could not accept it.
Hong Yue loosened her tight grip on Zi Mo’s arm, ran to the seaside, washed her face and hands, then picked up a stone and threw it into the nearby sea. As she bent to pick up another stone, she was surprised to discover a beautiful shell.
The scruffy old man chuckled, “Try controlling this water dragon.” With a wave of his right hand, the water dragon coiled its body and charged toward Ni Duoshi.
The power of the Falling Sky Stone once again masked the eighth-level cultivation. Chi Huan used his spiritual force to awaken the manager and simultaneously switched off the alarm that had been triggered in the dining hall.
Su Xi’s narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, her lips pressed tightly, then a smile that could not be hidden spread from her eyes to the corners of her mouth.
Subconsciously, I asked a question. I was genuinely a bit afraid that his father was like him—cold and distant, the kind who could go a long time without uttering a single word.
Huang Yize and Gu Tianxiao exchanged glances, deciding to switch from defense to offense and strike first. With a gesture of both hands, two tornadoes roared up, carrying dust and stones as they surged toward Gu Tianxiao.