I am going to give birth to pearls!

Haelis did not know how long she had been unconscious for, but she knew that she had been saved.

"Yes!" Han Zhongmin responded respectfully, and then led Qin Feng and the others toward Huanghu Town. With Han Zhongmin leading the way, the journey ahead went much more smoothly.

At this moment, that bone-chilling, icy voice slowly seeped out from between Luo Chen's teeth. At the same time, everyone could sense an unprecedented chill emanating from him—or more accurately, a murderous intent.

Hearing this explanation, everyone's doubts were put to rest, and the hostility in their gazes toward Li Mingqiu diminished significantly.

President Parker of Brown University received a set of advanced mathematics problems, while Mr. Wade somehow drew British history, covering philosophy, economics, anthropology, and even architecture. The difficulty levels were mostly comparable, roughly equivalent to undergraduate levels below graduate studies. What could possibly be the point of such a test?

"Rest assured, Your Grace, I will certainly accomplish the task entrusted to me." Rowena took a deep breath, nodded solemnly, and gave her assurance.

"Mizhi is over a thousand miles away from here, and he had to cross the Yellow River while bringing along his old mother and younger sister. How on earth did he get here?" Lü Huanzhi asked in astonishment, his mouth wide open.

"Charge!" Over three hundred brothers following Qin Feng also let out a roar, rushing together toward the direction of the gunfire.

What shocked Fan Di even more was that Three Lives Fireworks was actually going to sing another song, and judging by what he had just said, he seemed extremely confident about this second piece.

The three elders made inquiries along the way, and the information they obtained was almost astonishingly consistent. If they hadn't just been picking targets at random, they would have truly thought someone had coached them beforehand.

Hearing Ling Zhoutian say this, the middle-aged man's heart inevitably sank. In truth, this contract was fake.

"It can indeed be achieved, but once fused, it turns out like this." With that, the robot waved its hand, and a cloth covering behind it was pulled away.

However, how could an emperor ever be wrong? Even if a mistake was made, the one in the wrong could only ever be someone else.

After waiting for about eight seconds, the milky-white mass of Qi had become extremely unstable. It began to tremble, as if it was about to break free from Shangguan Feng's control.

For the designers who had already been eliminated, this was their final appearance in front of television viewers.

"Are you also a Xuanyi person?" Old Xiao stared intently at the lightning person opposite him, discovering that he also possessed a mutated body. Unlike Sword Slave's mutation, which involved illusionary transformation, his mutation was centered on electrical energy. He no longer possessed a physical form, and his entire body was composed of pure electrical energy.

The lighting outside Ou Ting's villa was bright enough for Yu You to clearly see that Tom's eye sockets were brimming with moisture, looking as though he were on the verge of tears.

Luo Tianheng had swung that sword, and once that sword locked onto its target, it could ignore spatial distance. As for where it would strike, it was entirely a matter of random chance.

Hehehe, Ye Qing looked at his own attribute sheet and chuckled foolishly. In an instant, he had grown from a good-for-nothing scum with a combat power of 1 into an expert whose combat power reached as high as 5,400.

Synopsis: At the creation of the world, the Heart of Origin—the Heart of Thunder—was born alongside chaos. Everything related to the thunder attribute originates from this. This bloodline possesses no fixed techniques; its abilities change according to the user's heart. As vast as one's heart is, so boundless is one's power.

Immediately, Ye Qing waved his hand, and the Qi of Devouring Heavens enveloped Helan, clothing him once again in his previous attire.

Mu Bai's brow twitched as he glanced into the distance, discovering that wherever the white light passed, even the dense black fog was torn open with a massive rift. Through this rift, a figure could be vaguely seen flashing past before vanishing completely.

With her words already so straightforward and resolute, he refused to leave. What could she possibly do?

"Haha, little brother, after a brief parting, our brothers are reunited here once again. I really had to put in a great deal of effort to snap up this mission!" Two extremely similar-looking brothers laughed heartily at the same time.

Shutong Haolong also frowned. He had no good solution for the current situation, but the more importance the enemy attached to it, the more it proved how vital the research here was, meaning they had to destroy it.

One had to admit that Ke Jessie's efficiency was exceptionally swift; the studio equipment and crew outside were already fully prepared.

At this moment, Yiren wished she could simply devour Yan Shengge alive. She turned her head slightly, the height making her dizzy, and her hands gripped the railing tightly, not daring to loosen her hold for even a second.

In a mountain valley, a white-robed man wielding a longsword cleaved a brown-robed elder in two with a single strike, followed by a direct thrust that completely obliterated the elder's soul.

This was definitely the very center of the castle, because he saw two cultivator statues holding giant swords standing on either side of the main hall doors. Each bore a distinct sword mark, evidently carved there deliberately by someone. What baffled Xie Feng was that anyone could be so bored as to vandalize statues.

While the Great Xi army was out of the city attacking the mountains, most of the commoners in Shehong City had already fled. The already desolate county town was devoid of human presence; aside from a few elderly people too frail to move, not a single shadow could be seen in the city.

He was terribly conflicted, constantly rubbing his hands together, wanting to say something yet unable to utter it. Lelouch watched him, pondered for a moment, and ultimately extended his right hand, signaling with his eyes that it was time to hand over a certain item. He looked at that hand with a conflicted expression, hesitating. He hesitated for a very, very long time.