Chapter 26

He was more theatrical than the most naive and sentimental girls in the earthly mundane world.

Upon entering the game room, the iron plates on the floor clattered rhythmically, and that familiar sensation flooded every sense, igniting every cell in his body with excitement.

No sooner had Shishan finished speaking than his phone rang. He answered immediately, but the message that came through the receiver instantly changed both his and Huo Lingzi’s expressions.

A slanting sword beam aimed straight at Xuan Ye’s brow. Xuan Ye stood still, his eyes suddenly glowing fiercely, as if embodying a wrathful deity, forcefully shattering the descending sword strike.

The garments on Soro and the others looked quite precious; Lin Ya wore clothing befitting only the nobility.

“It seems these two legs belong to me. I come when I please and leave when I want. You have no say in the matter,” Ye Fei said coldly.

“If they dare to block us, we’ll just fight them directly,” Jiang Haojun said casually.

He raised his left hand, pulling the trigger continuously, sending three bullets flying toward the face. Hearing the gunshots, the Demon King immediately raised his left arm to shield his face. All three bullets hit his arm—shoulder blade, elbow, and wrist—turning flesh and bone into a bloody mess. That arm was clearly ruined.

“But I just want to eat it,” Lu Shiyao expressed her determination without hesitation.

Indeed, he had been pierced through by Chen Qingdi’s kick, front and back transparent, black blood flowing down like a river.

His action triggered more than a dozen guards to simultaneously disembark behind him, forming a surrounding circle on high alert.

At first, Xiao Zhenlei had objections. He said he was uncomfortable having an outsider constantly around the house, which was why they never hired a nanny. He felt it was better for the family to be together, warm and natural, and having a stranger there was an indescribable discomfort.

Lin Qianxia was somewhat puzzled. She had never met this grandmother-in-law before, so why was she so kind to her?

“We only have three days. Let’s talk—what are your thoughts?” Ye Mei naturally took the lead.

Mu Ziqing told her mother many things—sharing both her joys and sorrows.

However, what Shen Zhui encountered afterward came one after another, leaving no time for play, and gradually she forgot about that matter.

Though uncertain of the combat power of the seemingly cute girl before him, the High Priest recalled that except for the legendary Su Daji, no remarkable fox demon had appeared these years.

Zhuang Yan remained silent, unsure of what to do. Surely, he couldn’t just guard Xu Rou? That would be absurd.

Hmph, the Mei family—since they’re so detestable already, one more sin won’t hurt.

Anyone with eyes could see that Gu Tiansheng’s exit was not due to exhaustion but rather conserving strength.

I hurriedly stepped on the brake, alert. I didn’t know why this guy stopped. Had he given up fleeing?

Those flowers—white, pink, red, and various hues—were instantly destroyed.

Sun Hong returned home, and once inside the courtyard, immediately relaxed, the roguish expression vanishing from his face.

Deputy General Chen stopped, staring thoughtfully in the direction Shen Fu was heading, deeply puzzled.

“What’s going on? Don’t panic. Sort it out first,” Director Wang comforted, then filled a cup with water from the ward’s dispenser and handed it to the nurse.

Wang Tian blinked innocently. What did it mean to be shot while lying down? It meant exactly that—shot while lying down! There was nowhere to argue about this.

“Family members don’t need invitations; just go directly,” Mu Tianming said familiarly to Ye Beichen.

Originally, if these outsiders were caught and offered to the Nether God as sacrifice, the Grass Temple Village could be protected from zombie attacks for at least two or three months.

Shen Fu did not answer but pulled Ruyi away and intended to leave. Yet Xing Yun was persistent, blocking her firmly.

“Director Cheng, watch closely. This is the Eight-Direction Dragon Stabilizing Plate. If the feng shui here is good, the wind-stabilizing pearl on the dragon’s head will make a sound. If there’s a feng shui problem, the pearl will pop off.” Saying this, Elder Lin placed the tray over the source of the creek.

Undoubtedly, this uncontrollable, life-threatening unease terrified everyone, making it impossible to accept calmly.

Among the facilities were two seven-story new teaching buildings, two nine-story dormitories, one comprehensive building, one computer building, and other standard amenities.

“What does it mean to take over this world? Am I to become its ruler?” Jiang Mu couldn’t help but ask.

The man in the black robe was terrified. In his memory, few bloodlines could burn with fire, and even fewer possessed such monstrous physiques. Especially the non-human form of this bloodline—he had never seen such an appearance.

Upon hearing this, the other magicians turned to look at him, while Elmerro II continued speaking.

Only now did Fang Zheng manage to regain some spirit and focus attentively on the explanation.

Seeing Kusanagi Kyo’s imposing presence, Clark involuntarily stepped back. The special forces, noticing Clark’s movement, immediately disengaged the safeties on their guns, silently aiming at Kyo’s vital points.

“Hey hey! Don’t worry, there’s plenty more,” the youth said after filling Yuli’s cup.

The core of the string puppetry was the old man singing the puppet show and the redwood puppet—this was the thread linking to the plot.

When we arrived at the destination, I felt deceived. This was clearly mountain climbing, wasn’t it? The so-called sunlight was only at the summit, after all.

Suddenly empowered by that force, Xie Dongya felt like a tiger with wings—his strength surged, and the golden barrier became thicker and sturdier.

One after another, they went mad. Clearly, the key to immortality before them made them lose reason, even becoming blindly arrogant.

Huang Jue decided to teach that stone lump a lesson. The earth rumbled as if stirred by Huang Jue’s power. Since you won’t move this coffin, then I’ll bury it completely right here.

But precisely because of this, I cannot contact him. If he finds out I can locate that vengeful spirit, with Xu Jianqiang’s personality, it would likely cause a huge commotion, probably even summoning the underworld’s attention.

In that case, I might as well learn some other techniques. The protective shield Lu Daoist taught Mo’er has even higher defense than mine.