Volume 1, Chapter 52: Lin Mo Makes His Move! Old Chu, Don't Even Think About Running Away!

Even he himself had never anticipated this sudden, reckless decision to make camp and barbecue on a barren mountain—risking death to achieve rebirth. Defying the universal rule that the towering tree catches the wind, this counter-intuitive thinking shattered the encirclement of numerous teams and ultimately allowed survival, making him look at it in a completely new light.

"Since Master Tao is not a professional alchemist himself, I propose that we invite a professional alchemist from the island to inspect this, otherwise I still cannot be convinced!" Yixuan said unsparingly.

Lu Chen saw that scene just moments ago. He gazed at the aura emanating from the front of the tree and remained silent for a while, yet offered neither of them any explanation.

"Is that so? But I don't have any feeling of familiarity toward you!" Su Ge finished speaking, directly picked up Nuannuan, and walked upstairs.

Then everyone watched his hand gestures on the zither—it was entirely the gesture of a layman, devoid of the slightest aesthetic coordination or harmony.

Just as Tie Chonglou and Commander-in-Chief Guang Jin were hesitating, a commotion arose behind the Iron Wall Army. The neatly arranged Iron Wall Army parted cleanly to both sides, and from among them, a silver-haired elderly woman strode out with great spirit.

Although dusk was falling, visibility still extended several hundred meters. Zimo entered the subtle state, making her vision exceptionally clear, and from afar she spotted the pimp who had greeted her that day.

Lin Moxixi was somewhat puzzled, wondering what Tang Zhihang was sighing about, but at that moment her phone rang—it was a call from Kang Lu.

The Black Tortoise Yin Spirit chuckled and said, "Granny Jiuying, you just rest well here. With me around, no matter who it is, they won't be able to harm a single hair on your head." His right hand condensed a flame, drawing a circle in front of Granny Jiuying.

Old Monster Jiu didn't even bother to tidy his clothes properly as he walked outside. The onlookers outside nearly had their eyeballs pop out of their sockets one by one.

Rong Yue looked at Xi Zhengxuan's familiar handwriting and smiled faintly. The feeling of being pampered by one's boyfriend was actually quite nice.

Unexpectedly, upon stepping into the elevator and before the doors could close, Rong Yue saw someone coming out of the adjacent elevator. That retreating figure... was Marshal Lei.

Compared to that resentment entity from Mount Baimu by the Mudu River back then, a single sword strike probably would have scattered it into complete ashes and dust.

For the longest time, Kong Yingda had felt a stifled blockage in his chest because he could not find a suitable opportunity or a proper vanguard to clear the path, unable to release the pressure.

The man swept his gaze around the room and found it completely empty, but then he heard the splashing sound of water coming from the bathroom. His brow furrowed tightly, and with an irritable tug at his necktie, he sat straight down on the sofa.

There were many gaming machines and game tables in the hall. Mu Fengmian walked over to one of the game tables.

Zhou Xiong pointed at Liu Qingyang and cursed furiously. At that moment, he had the urge to kill Liu Qingyang. Dealing with the Liu family or helping Liu Qingyang rise to power meant nothing now. The most crucial thing was the news of the Divine Demon Cave; if that were to leak, he simply dared not imagine the consequences.

"Yes, yes, yes, look at my memory, my fiancée, Shen Meng." Lu Mingyu suddenly pulled Shen Meng over. The moment she raised her head, Shen Meng was stunned; she was looking at someone she never expected to see.

In the void, Ling Tian's expression suddenly turned cold, his gaze shifting abruptly to scan the gloating cultivators. A terrifying, overwhelmingmight descended instantly. Before the five cultivators could react, they were blasted into fine dust by the oppressive force, with flesh and blood scattering across the skies.

This person was none other than Ben of the Fantastic Four. Due to exposure to cosmic rays, the muscles all over his body had expanded into orange-red rocks, possessing immense strength. Hence, he was also known as the Thing.

For Pokémon like Magikarp, even without engaging in Pokémon battles, the probability of successfully capturing them directly by throwing a Pokéball is quite high. Huiye used Eevee to inflict a certain amount of damage on the Magikarp and then threw the Pokéball; naturally, the Magikarp did not struggle free.

"Since everyone has no objections, please go ahead and move your luggage inside," the director said.

"Reporting to Master, I was just tracking Bu Jingyun's whereabouts. Bu Jingyun broke into the World-Consuming Sect, burned the Flying Cloud Hall, and due to a momentary lapse in vigilance, actually let him break into the Number One Tower under Heaven. Please punish me, Master!" Qin霜 immediately knelt on the ground and said.

As for Emperor Shitian, he was indeed gradually extending his hands toward Worldly City, except that those tentacles were chopped off not long after they reached in.

Sakaki was also an ambitious overlord; there was a reason he acted as a grand antagonist, yet his methods could not win Huiye's approval.

Qinglong did not conceal it either, even deliberately drawing closer to the preacher, evidently to bolster his own prestige and influence.

Over the past few years, she hadn't been very close to the Hu family, so she still harbored a trace of apprehension toward them. After all, the teapot-like posture she assumed when scolding others was deeply etched into her youthful years, making her rather reluctant to grow very close to the Hu family.

Yan You looked at his satisfied expression; her heart felt warm, yet she inexplicably felt a pang of sorrow.

"You are my regular customer, just speak your mind, and I shall tell you everything I know without reservation." He spoke very briskly, almost slapping his chest with loud thuds.

Returning home, my head was still spinning. I never expected Chen渊 to be despicable to such an extent, using this kind of method to control Xiaoxiao.

Li Chang'e refused to submit to discipline in prison and assaulted the prison guards, an act of severe nature that not only extended her prison sentence but also barred her relatives and friends from visiting.

Upon hearing that the person opposite was the Commander of the Criminal Execution Guard, those bosses immediately collapsed limply to the ground, knocking their heads against the floor with loud thuds, frantically begging for mercy.

"Burn for me!" Xiao Daoxiong moved his ten fingers in rapid succession, instantly unleashing dozens of fiery, scorching finger-winds, attempting to ignite the talisman paper from afar and summon thunder and fire.

Qin Xuyu had already fallen into a quiet sleep, yet still appeared somewhat unrestrained and anxious, one hand tightly gripping the bedsheet while the other firmly grasped Yan Shengge's hand.

Beneath his feet lay a wild mountainous terrain, littered with chaotic rocks and withered fallen leaves. A clear stream flowed from not far away, winding toward the misty expanse of mountains in the distance.

Qin Chen touched his nose, not quite knowing what to say. Tang Yurou was indeed very beautiful, but she was Yu Qingya's cousin. Qin Chen didn't hold an exceptionally rigid view on monogamy; in his era, he had even seen powerful Nascent Soul cultivators with hundreds of wives and concubines, let alone anything else.

"Eloping" refers to a patient's behavior of escaping supervision. In a sense, the severity of severe psychiatric patients absconding is no less than a criminal breaking out of prison.

Tred was both shocked and terrified, repeatedly uttering apologies. Upon learning that the Grand Preceptor had actually rushed back to Gray Pigeon overnight for Master Sangruo, Tred was overjoyed and hurriedly sent someone to invite the eldest young master Sangruo over.

"No, they didn't come straight back; instead, they played hooky!" The Changxin Gang leader refused to believe anyone could outfly a pigeon; shooting one down with a hidden weapon was another matter entirely.