Chapter 52 Escape
The living conditions on the slum star were bleak and desolate at a glance. Riding on Mol's back, Sang Fuying felt the wind whip sand particles against her face. Along the entire path, almost no plants or water sources appeared, and the air was exceptionally turbid.
While maintaining a steady pace, Mol also kept up his speed, trying his best to prevent Sang Fuying from experiencing violent jolts.
The nuclear power plant rose abruptly from this land, standing tall amidst the barren terrain and appearing extremely out of place as a crowd huddled together.
Lin Feng's primordial spirit swept across the ground, locating a few individuals who looked like commanders. He quietly flew down and overheard the voices coming from below.
That being said, if I possessed an extra portion of dark power, I would be able to escape the water using the power of the Gugoduo divine runes.
Lin Feng's intuition was not wrong. After the appearance of the four-colored misty gauze, Kou Zhong clearly still had reserves of strength when facing the remaining heavenly tribulations, appearing quite relaxed.
Lin Hao stumbled forward, steadied himself, and quickly took two steps forward, thereby dodging the Wolverine's subsequent two attacks.
This was a modern mindset, resulting in overwhelming firepower and fierce combat that formed a localized firepower advantage. It could both severely injure the enemy's physical body and shock their psyche, creating a brief sense of disorientation and even causing the enemy to collapse.
"This is truly so dreamy. Back in the gaming era, I used to think how wonderful it would be if the attributes of two pieces of equipment could be stacked. Who would have thought that a fantasy of mine back then would actually come true here," Feiyue remarked with emotion.
Moke Liang instantly grabbed the railing, gave it a casual twist, and the entire fence was instantly torn off.
A trace of mock crept into Tang Chen's lips. Showing no fear whatsoever, his body also charged toward Wang Wei, continuing to practice his new sword technique.
Barely a night had passed—perhaps out of respect for the best actor, perhaps out of respect for mysterious forces, or perhaps out of respect for a handsome man's sixth sense—Paramount's Jensen gave a response.
Looking at Su Wanqing's graceful figure and recalling that dreamy, mermaid-like scene from that day, Zhang Yi drifted off to sleep, feeling completely satisfied while crossing his legs.
Feifei looked at the dejected Chu Tiankuo, feeling astonished in her heart as to why Xing and Ping could be so ruthless, choosing to detonate themselves cleanly and decisively without even leaving behind their corpses.
"How can people from the Underworld still walk so arrogantly and recklessly within the Nine Heavens Que?" Old Man Yue's words carried disdain.
Han Aochen understood the Third Prince's implication—it was nothing more than insinuating that he had ties to the Regent's Mansion of the Divine Blazing Kingdom, and that tomorrow he would naturally support the Divine Blazing Kingdom out of selfish motives, while also seizing the opportunity to mock him.
The two of them walked hand in hand, gradually moving further away. From afar came Shitian's voice: "Walk often by the river, and how can you avoid getting your shoes wet?" accompanied by Wulian's doting laughter.
Feifei knew that Wuyou kept the Four Gods Plaques in order to grasp the time of the Great God Xingtian's awakening, and consequently track Feifei's movements in the immortal realm.
"Alright, I'll take another look to see if there are any other clothes I like," Fan Sisi said as she entered the fitting room, took off the clothes, and handed them back to the shop assistant.
"Yes, she is pregnant. Because she suffered a threatened miscarriage, she is staying in the hospital tonight. If she feels fine tomorrow, she'll go home," Yin Mengbai told him truthfully.
Many people might not know what that decision was, but the concubines within this vast harem knew it crystal clear.
In many European countries, members of the William family held positions as members of parliament and even governors, making their influence overwhelming and their power astonishing.
For Zhang Heng, this was already sufficient. As long as the Underworld King did not dare to pick a fight casually, then with his mastery of alchemy, it would not be difficult to fool a half-baked beastfolk.
How audacious! To think any Wuhuan people dared to approach his territory. It was just the right opportunity to exercise his horses, treating it as a morning hunt. Those Xianbei cavalrymen patrolled fixed routes every day and found it monotonous and boring. Suddenly discovering a few prey, it was just the right way to pass the time and amuse themselves.