Volume 1, Chapter 59: Plastic Besties, Twin-Tailed Girl!

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A group of lower-level residents met during their flight from disaster and discussed moving to the upper floors for refuge.
No one was willing to stay a moment longer in the fog-shrouded lower levels; it felt just like living in a haunted house.
"If we just go up like this, the people upstairs definitely won't open the door."
"What are there to be afraid of! We outnumber them. If they refuse to open, we'll just pry the lock open!"
"Exactly! Once we break the door open, we'll loot all their supplies!"
"I'd rather die than stay in this ghost place another minute. It doesn't get bright during the day, there are no lights at night, and there are mutated animals squawking everywhere."
The crowd quickly reached a consensus, gathered even more people, and marched imposing toward the high-rises.
Yet, after knocking for a long time, not a single household was willing to open...

Furthermore, since they were Pei Gai's subordinate troops, naturally everyone was a carefully selected warrior with immense physical strength—though naturally still no match for a monster like Zhen Sui. Usually, they carried shields and sabers, or wielded long spears, with heavy crossbows slung across their backs, making them truly formidable in both close combat and ranged battles.

Hearing Zhou Mo's such disparaging remark, and looking at the retired special forces bodyguards assigned to him by Tang Weiguo, an idea came to him.

Backpacks were categorized; for instance, the equipment backpack contained exclusively gear, while the material backpack contained only crafting materials. The category Ye Ming opened was the item category, and from within the item backpack, he selected a scroll.

Such a breathtaking beauty, yet looking so desolate right now—if he did not rescue her, how could he consider himself a good "monarch"?

What would lie within those two branching paths, the straight extension and the upward extension? Would they also feature dungeons, just like the downward-extending corridor branch?

Subsequently, Taiyi departed. As for the twenty reincarnators, they were beaten to death by Xuanbei, who suddenly burst forth with overwhelming power.

"The position of guild master shall naturally be held by Ye Ming. Ye Ming, what do you think would be a good name for the guild?" Xin Yin said.

Just at that moment, the cricket in the cage stopped its usual chirping and began to sing in the rhythm of a lullaby.

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This simply would not do; what he wanted was victory! Since this was his first battle after attaining the realm of a Secondary Saint, he naturally needed to establish his prestige! If he fought by merely maneuvering around relying on speed, it would be somewhat inappropriate.

He immediately turned his head and silently consulted Pei Du with his eyes. Pei Du shook his head again, implying: I'll explain it to you later; for now, we'd better keep quiet.

Shen Mengqing nodded. After a brief moment of thought, she sat up, her near-perfection figure completely exposed to Lin Feng's sight.

Jie Mu knew that Xinying could not be repaired in a short time, and he was clearly somewhat downcast. It was only with the augmentation of the Xinying set that he could contend head-on with martial artists of the Kaitian realm; without it, relying solely on himself, his combat power would plummet by at least half. This was even under the condition that his strength was too low to fully unleash its potential.

Among the Six Paths of Taixu Divine Talismans, Bai Shu had not failed to study the Yuan talisman, but he had never found the right method and was unable to genuinely draw one.

Thinking of this, his soul shook with sudden terror. Those Kaitian-realm cultivators, who were completely oblivious to the dusty secrets of over two hundred years ago, suddenly felt a wave of creeping dread, and involuntarily drew in sharp breaths of cold air in their hearts.

"You've come just in time, take a look at this!" Without wasting words, Zhao Linsong handed the newly acquired materials directly to Zhao Mingyu.

Bai Shu felt even more wretched inside. Was he now treated like a stranger simply because the matter of borrowing the sword had fallen through?

Therefore, Jiang Zhuofan could only attack a single point. For a flying spirit beast, its greatest weakness was the wingroot. Once one wing was broken and it fell into the boundless jungle, it would be no different from falling into a giant web.

As for combat capability, the four saints of the Mo family were definitely formidable, but because their primordial spirits were trapped within the Investiture of the Gods, their current cultivation levels were drastically reduced.

You must know that at this very moment, nothing could be more melodious and tender than this sigh. Neither the patter of autumn rain beneath the eaves of the towering pagoda, nor the rustle of snow falling on lotus leaves outside the lotus pond residence, could compare to the beauty of Ye Taozang's sigh.

"What else can we do? You'd better hurry and leave before dawn. If we wait until daylight and go out together, anyone who sees us will inevitably let their imaginations run wild. You might be able to afford losing face, but I certainly can't," Feng Que said.

Holding two taels of silver, Lin Yuezhi happily yielded the courtyard. She went to see the elderly physician from before. Without even inviting the doctor out of his hall, she directly bought the same medicine as last time, and casually purchased a large soup bone to nourish He Yulang's health.

"Damn fox, let's go!" Xiao Zhu draped her arm over Qiansuo's shoulder, but being too short in stature, she had to stand on tiptoes—hanging on, slipping down, hanging on again, and slipping down again.

However, He Zudao had been prepared long ago, instantly executing a top-tier lightness skill like the Phantom Traces. With a "swoosh," he vanished in the blink of an eye, fleeing far into the distance.

There were many warm stoves inside the large tent. She wore a loose and lightweight robe, lying on her side and resting on a high pillow. Long Feiye sat right beside her, keeping her company and talking.

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"However..." Although Shen Yating was young, she understood what Lan Ruomei meant by "falling in love with you in a short time." If she did this, would Zhong Zimu look down upon her?

"Jack Bomb!" "Flame Impact!" Two ultimate skills were unleashed against Chen Qiubai almost simultaneously. Having just slain Borra, the Hand of Flame, Chen Qiubai had not yet had time to turn back and was immediately struck by both moves, with no possibility of dodging them.

Long Wen said, "My grandfather used to command troops in battle when he was young, and he is very strong. When he patted your shoulder with such force just now, you didn't even feel it. It seems you must know martial arts, right?"

"I'm telling the truth. I'm willing to marry you, and I can help you eliminate other families in Europe!" Alice continued, looking extremely anxious.

"As you command, this subordinate takes his leave." Meng Changzhong bowed in farewell and turned to step out of the wooden cabin. Struck by the cold wind, he let out a long breath, a hint of worry faintly visible on his face. After adjusting his composure slightly, he hurried once more in the direction of the XueLing Sect.

As that entity spoke, it lunged forward once again. Xu Feng felt that its attack pattern was quite monotonous; it seemed that the evil entities he had encountered all had very repetitive attack methods—pouncing, grabbing, biting, clawing, and choking necks. How could they be so easy to deal with?

Just as everyone was startled and retreating, Immortal Lord Gongyan unexpectedly reappeared, blocking their path. Moreover, he claimed that the one knocked flying just moments ago was merely a clone. Could this be his true body?

Four cannons, surrounded by a dozen militants. At this moment, they were loading shells, and another wave of artillery fire was about to be launched.

"Heeheehee!" The two turned their heads simultaneously, stopped their spacecraft, and cast greedy eyes upon the spaceship flown by the robbers.

Ayano Keiko was complaining while practicing inside the quiet KTV. Seeing Ayano Keiko grumble, Ouyang Mengyu and Mufan both remained silent.

Zhuge Yuqi and Han Xingyue exchanged glances, each reading the exact same sentence in the other's eyes: It's time for us to change people.

"Junior Sister, I feel like you've changed quite a bit upon your return this time," Yun Xiaomeng asked with a smile.

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