Chapter 62 He Holds Greater Utility Value

For now, Xurui is protecting this family of three.

Up until this point, Xurui has maintained a very harmonious relationship with their entire family. She even tried to protect Bu Xingye when the organization planned to use him as bait.

Xurui lived next door to them for ten years and protected them for ten years.

She has absolutely no reason to make a move against the Bu couple.

Tassadar, on the other hand, is the most suspicious.

Tassadar's son died at the hands of someone who looked very much like Yao Han.

The division commander felt immense relief in his heart. Back when he commanded this warship to fend off foreign enemies, it had instilled in him so much courage. Now, upon retirement, it could finally rest in a museum and receive the respect of the people. Truly, a lifetime spent like this was well worth it.

Catching his gaze, Ling Yi locked eyes with him for a few seconds, knowing full well that Zuo Xiao certainly wouldn't be happy to hear her say those words.

Qian Renxue took a few steps back, her brows knitted tightly as she rubbed her aching shoulder with a look of grievance. Although it would not cause actual injury, the pain still lingered—only in this way could it come closer to real combat.

Free from actual duties yet securely seated in a high-ranking official position, with endless wealth at his fingertips, he enjoyed the deep favor of his superiors and His Majesty.

Should the sky fall, the tall ones would hold it up. Though the monkey possessed some skills, they hardly believed it could surpass the old man sitting atop the golden lotus.

Lin Yu leaped forward, swinging his blade downward to slash at Black-and-White Xuanjian. At the same time, the Twin Supremacies of Black and White opened their eyes, filled with absolute resolve, and also swung their blades to meet the attack.

Nithass Alsis sneered wickedly, then pushed the valve, causing the rear to emit a blinding light like the midday sun.

Many people were struck with astonishment. The fist-sword technique executed by Zhu Quanjie contained the sword intent of the first form of the Six Mysteries Sky Sword, and furthermore, this form was already approaching perfection.

The middle school Zhou Huan attended was Haizhou First Middle School. Many students in his class came from wealthy or influential backgrounds, and youths were prone to impulsiveness. Once incited to help Du Cuiying, even if the Du family's troubles remained unresolved, Du Cuiying herself would be completely out of trouble.

I was filled with profound shock. Could there still be people in this place? Why couldn't I sense the presence of anyone else in the space at all? Then I heard him add another sentence: "They are dead." My entire body stiffened, feeling somewhat helpless and my scalp tingling with dread. There was no way to weigh whether encountering living people or dead bodies at this moment would warrant greater vigilance.

"Mom! Stop making a scene, let's go!" Lin Jiajia lunged onto the stage in a single bound, snatched the microphone from Lin Shuangxi, and dragged her away.

Her tone held neither surprise nor boastfulness; it was merely calm and flat, as though my appearance was well within her expectations, or as though she had been waiting for me for a long time.

Before she knew it, she had sat down by the edge of the couch, and it wasn't until the sound of Tingfeng's voice came from outside the door that she snapped back to her senses.

"Song Cheng, since when did you become such a coward that you don't even dare to let out a peep after having tea splashed all over you?" Seeing him acting so evasive, I taunted him with dissatisfaction.

"Step aside!" All his weight was pressed onto my legs, leaving them sore and numb. I raised my hand to push him away.

His dark eyes were bright. Even though he said nothing, I knew that at this very moment, he was entrusting his entire faith to me.

"Wasn't Huai Xi serving as an official in the imperial court?" I heard he had already been promoted to a third-rank official; why would he want to return?

Yulu staked everything on speed, instantly blocking the path of the Sea Clan King. Her blazing Archangel's Sword directly forced the Sea Clan King to retreat, though her own lower abdomen was pierced by a steel trident.

Having been locked away in the dungeon for so long without losing her life was already a testament to her immense luck. Both her older brother and her cousin Ma Zhishen wore thoroughly wretched expressions.

Only Li Zhaoyuan was its greatest source for recovering magical power. Consequently, the monster's head disregarded everything else, channeling its remaining meager magical energy as it widened its already enormous jaws and hurtled ferociously toward Li Zhaoyuan, hoping to swallow this delicious and tonic feast in a single gulp.

"Then how do you think I should handle this?" Miao Renfeng stared at Di Hehu with a half-smile and asked.