Chapter 43

Qin Zheng raised his finger slightly, and Qin Xuan strode forward. In the blink of an eye, he pinned Zheng Yiyi's hands and pressed her to the ground. Zheng Yiyi's head banged against the floor with a thud, sounding painful just to witness.

From his perspective, Fatty Hu and Hu Bugui had already made their move. They were unaware that their actions had actually triggered an interlocking, massive mechanism, leaving them riding a tiger and unable to dismount.

They believed that even a powerhouse at the King Realm, if taking this blow head-on, would likely be blasted into smithereens.

The powerhouses, powerless to resist, appeared extremely helpless. No one spoke anymore, because they had completely run out of options.

The concert venue was buzzing with high energy. Su Bai's voice was hoarse from shouting. Seeing the idol she had loved for many years felt like winning the lottery—a dream-coming-true experience. Su Xin was also excited, but due to his blindness, his demeanor was much calmer. He just quietly enjoyed his idol's singing.

Stared at by his icy gaze, Zheng Yiyi lost her voice for a moment. A chill surged up in her heart, extinguishing the excitement she had just felt.

The middle-aged woman looked Li Chenyi up and down. Wearing a suit and tie, he was definitely not a student of this school. Based on her experience, anyone coming here dressed like this meant no good.

Mu He rolled over, looking down at her beneath him. His gaze grew hazy. He did not know if what he was doing was right, but when he saw her resolute eyes, he made up his mind.

Success! Finally successful! Ah Shilong gave a smug chuckle, heaved himself upward, grabbed the large wooden stick on the door with both hands, curled his body, and hung himself entirely from the door.

"This, this..." Her heart fluttered with excitement, her mind plunged into chaos, and she opened her mouth to agree. Yet, just as the words were about to escape her lips, her mother's face flashed naturally across her mind, and her expression dimmed slightly once more.

No one knew how Li Zhesheng had persuaded his old man, Li Zhenzhu, but that plot of land originally approved as the new Sanghyeon-洞 really was acquired by Park Chanyeol and converted into a casino. Commander Zhang received a VIP card that very night.

"This is the selection for the country's most elite special forces. If chosen, there will be another year of intensive training," Qin Lang said calmly.

"This is different. This is Dabai's dowry to me. Besides, I won't wear it; I'm going to keep it safe and leave it to my children," Guo Guo said very seriously. Dabai certainly didn't understand the concept of "no trade, no killing."

This battle lasted for a full day and night. Overall, the demon clan was at a slight disadvantage, and after leaving behind over a hundred corpses, they hastily retreated.

"Ouch, I need to go to the outhouse!" Before everyone's seats were even warm, Superman Wang suddenly leaped up.

As soon as Xiaowei's voice trailed off, applause rang out inside the vehicle. The classmates hadn't expected Xiaayi to bring her younger brother along, but since this trip was organized and funded by Xiaayi in the first place, bringing family members was quite normal.

Yet, looking at the already cold corpse on the ground, a trace of chilliness suddenly arose in everyone's hearts.

However, he forcibly held back and did not spit out blood. Instead, taking advantage of this terrifying momentum and the invincible aura he had built, he swept his gaze across the remaining sharks.

This gave Lu Feiran a guess about the purpose of their trip. What else could possibly prompt Zhuge Chenghwang to step out? Tombs, of course! She just didn't know why Byun Baekhyun was meddling in such a virtue-losing business again.

After Xie Qin and the others finished discussing everything that needed to be said in the living room and had nothing left to analyze, sitting facing each other like that felt too awkward, so they dispersed and returned to their respective rooms.

Lin Chu had the honor of stuffing the egg into his mouth. A tender and smooth texture immediately spread from his taste buds. The golden stir-fried egg was not only fragrant, but its taste was also exceptionally good.

In the realm of gaming, Yan Xiao had studied it thoroughly and belonged to the data-driven talent. Lin Chu was mostly a feeling-driven player; when it came to tower defense games, his calculation of health points wasn't as precise as Yan Xiao's. However, their skills were roughly on par, and Lin Chu was better at observing the overarching situation.

Singularity gently patted his left shoulder three times, as if comforting him, and said, "Do more good deeds in the future!" In truth, Singularity wanted to teach him a lesson so that he would know his strength, taste some hardship, and remember it well enough not to do evil things again.

The ad-hoc proposal had been put forward by Hokage Fujiwara斋, and his impromptu motion was to propose Dongfang Yunyang joining the village's Elder Council.

"I am really not jealous! Why don't you get some for me to taste and see what it actually tastes like?" Bai Jinyu said.

An interesting monk; he gathered his mind to stop pondering and, taking advantage of the cool night breeze, flashed into the divine mansion.

"I believe young master Bai will definitely pass the exams. When he returns, it will surely be: riding a tall horse adorned with red flowers, arriving at the Su family residence in an eight-bearer sedan chair," Shanyao said.

He stood there blankly, watching Quirrell walk toward him while raising a hand to untie the scarf from his head.

The heavenly voice felt like a bolt from the blue. For her husband to take a concubine on their very first day of marriage was one thing, but for this concubine to conceive a child a step ahead of her—what kind of blow was this? Zhuo Si'er stood quietly to the side, looking at Tianyin's pale complexion, feeling somewhat relieved from the oppression brought by the newly arrived, beautiful princess.

After everyone entered the academy, Instructor Li led them directly through rows of palace-like teaching buildings in the front, heading deep into the interior of the academy.

The two children walked to the tombstone on the left side of the second row of corridors and stopped. Then, they placed the white chrysanthemums they were holding at the base of the two closely adjacent tombstone platforms and spoke.

"Good, you... imposter, how do you prove you are Muhammad?" Wuyong suddenly pointed at Muhammad's nose and demanded.

Hearing that there were cold-weather clothes to wear, the people who were already frozen stiff followed Wuyong's instructions one after another. Although deep down they deeply doubted what kind of magical spells this fellow could possibly possess in these desolate mountains to conjure up clothes out of thin air.