49. Don’t Make a Sound / 49

Leloro stood there with blood at the corner of his mouth. One can easily imagine what fate would befall a turtle stripped of its protective shell.

In the eyes of the two, the current Lin Mu had completely changed, a transformation originating from the marrow of his bones. Although they did not know whether his inner self had truly become so twisted and indifferent toward them, his outward expression and actions clearly demonstrated his thoughts and intentions.

Yan Yi had returned. The moment this piece of information flashed through Liancheng Yingyao's mind, a wave of involuntary joy washed over her.

What made it quite absurd was that, at this very moment, rock music began to play from somewhere within the space, carrying a distinct, rhythmic beat. Perhaps the world of a dream is simply this capricious?

"I am doing just that," Fang Bai said with a wince, watching strings of numbers flash rapidly before his eyes. That represented the cost incurred by directly using energy as ropes to drag the living survivors straight to his location.

He roughly tore open my bathrobe and, like a beast, forced his way inside. I widened my eyes in disbelief. No matter how rough he used to be, he would at least kiss my neck or caress my body, giving me a moment to adapt. Yet this time, he entered directly without any hesitation.

The plane fusion lasted for a long time. Fang Bai directly altered the time dilation ratio between his domain and the other two planes. During this period, not a single customer stepped through the door, but with Deadpool as a companion, he did not find the time particularly hard to bear.

I stopped struggling. The silent, dark night seemed to imbue me with a powerful courage, allowing me to face him without a shred of fear.

Just as I intended to exert more force, my cell phone rang, instantly clearing my mind. What on earth was I doing? I loosened my grip, and the knife clattered to the floor. I shifted my gaze to the phone on the bedside table, which kept ringing, stopping only to ring again.

Everyone gathered around to examine Feng Yunxi's ruined game. At first glance, they all began to shake their heads and frown. There were very few pieces left, but the arrangement was utterly incomprehensible, appearing completely random.

In Thor's eyes, the figures of Ling and Zhen were growing increasingly faint and blurred. Even when no lingering trace of their forms remained reflected in his pupils, Thor maintained his expression of unruffled calm.

Not expecting Su Xi to look at her, the girl's face flushed an even deeper shade of red. Gathering her courage, she opened the door and placed the cup of milk tea she was holding onto the ground.

Ye Xin sighed. The people of the Dempsey family truly could no longer sit still; they were desperately eager to deal with him.

Wherever that attack passed, a rapid succession of shattering sounds echoed through the air, and an untold number of plants fell victim to the devastation.

Visiting his prospective parents-in-law for the first time, Xu Rupeng naturally could not afford to appear shabby. In addition to premium tobacco, alcohol, and tea, he had also purchased a mountain of luxury goods for the elderly couple at Century Jinhua.

Regardless of the craftsmanship, the material of the jade plaque was exceptionally fine—verdant, crystal-clear, and exuding an aura of nobility.

The tower pillars of the Rainbow Bridge gleamed against the backdrop of the night sky with a brilliance resembling a rainbow itself.

If even "physical evidence" can be deceptive... then what on earth is still worth believing, or capable of being believed?

At the same time, Bibi Dong also noticed the eight purple appendages emerging from her back, which were unmistakably the spider legs of a Face Spider.

Inside the Dong'an City Police Station, Li Zhitong, who had thought she could finally snatch a moment of rest, was dozing in her chair. She had been asleep for less than five minutes when Old Chen, who had just returned from a field operation, woke her up.

Shi Yang emitted a bitter laugh. He knew that this time he had truly kicked a massive iron block, or rather, allowed his anger to completely cloud his judgment.

"Boatman, would you be willing to go to Peach Blossom Island?" On this day, Liu Bei was organizing his fishing nets at the bow when he suddenly heard a familiar voice. Raising his head and recognizing the newcomer, a smile immediately bloomed on his face as he spoke.

"Boss, I have something to report to you," Fitch blurted out eagerly the moment the call went through.

"I imagine your original intention was to pass down your dojo to your disciple named Garou?" Looking at Bangg, King saw not a powerful martial artist, but rather an old man whose core beliefs had shattered.

Alex was currently feeling rather panicked. Although he had experienced the life of a peasant, he was far from a veteran of farm labor. Clearing wasteland tested the comprehensive capabilities of a serf far more than cultivating fertile fields. Could a flashy impostor like him really manage to muddle through?

At this, Riley's words hitched slightly in his throat. The White Chocolate glanced toward the coaching bench and saw the coach standing up. With the words hovering on his lips, Riley swallowed them back for fear of damaging team morale, and instead forced out a round of applause to indicate they were playing well.

"No one dared to stop them, so the villagers had no choice but to build a Dog God Temple, right on the site where the dog food factory stands now. All the land belonging to the factory used to be the Dog God Temple grounds," Old Li explained.

Yet you cannot simply refuse to activate them, for she has an absolute need for all of these things. Ah, this is truly agonizing.

Just waking up, Xiao Hunye was greeted by two magnified, tender faces and the crisp, childish voices calling him uncle.

Even an ancient god on par with Thor and Brunhilde would never allow themselves to be caught in this snowstorm; stepping into it meant forfeiting half one's life.

It hurt so much, so much, sob. He was hurting her, and she wanted to break free, but the harder she struggled, the tighter his grip became.

When he learned from the system the sheer magnitude of the data gap before and after the comparison, he finally began to understand why the Shenyuan Sect was hunting him down, to the extent of alarming the sect master himself into issuing a direct order.

The International Congress of Physical and Medical Rehabilitation this time was scheduled for a total of three days, but only a day and a half was dedicated to academic discussions. During that time, renowned experts would take the stage to deliver speeches, alongside newcomers presenting peer-reviewed medical research theories, all following a strictly prearranged schedule.

"Our wedding," Lu Ling slowly uttered, her tone carrying an unmistakable weight of earnestness.

Mai Zi could not help but recall that overbearing kiss, which felt as though it were claiming dominion over her. In an instant, her senses were captured, and before she knew it, she began to respond to him, nearly sinking once again into these deceitful tenders.

With a flash of escaping light, Xia He arrived at the spot where the star shuttle had crashed, only to see a young martial Daoist crawling out from a fracture in the constellation, his face covered in blood.

Hearing this, Mother Ye's eyes lit up as well, instantly banishing the philosophical question of which man was stronger to the furthest reaches of the cosmos.

Xiao Yuyin gazed at Yu Ziying, and seeing not a flicker of unusual emotion on his face, she acknowledged that as a crown prince, he was indeed no simple adversary.

As Zete spoke, he suddenly reappeared inside the room. At the same time, Zaqi, who should have been outside, materialized inside the room alongside Zete. The only difference was that Zete was seated, while Zaqi was kneeling.