Chapter 377: It's Just Some Small Fry After All
"The situation in the border zone is complex, with many unknown forces. Patrol duties are no easy task!"
Bai Lin said.
"No matter how complex, how bad could it be? They're nothing but small fry anyway!"
Sun Yang remained dismissive.
"Sun Yang, never underestimate any mission!"
Li Chang'an said in a deep, solemn voice.
"Yes, yes, yes, the captain is right to lecture me!"
Sun Yang replied hastily, though his tone was still somewhat perfunctory.
Liu Na watched
"Boom—" The energy palm struck the ground, shaking heaven and earth in an instant. A massive handprint immediately appeared on the hard rock, with countless huge fissures spreading out in all directions like branches.
"Are you truly a disciple of the Biyou Immortal Palace?" The furious Star Lord Daode was clearly stunned, staring intently at Xing Fei. "Under whose gate in the Biyou Immortal Palace do you serve?" His manner carried a hint of urgency and dread.
Seeing that this single Shen'ao Yuqiong posed no real threat, I let them be. To eliminate any future trouble, I went into stealth and took out the priest who was casting the resurrection spell.
[Counter-Spin Slash]: Capable of absorbing the opponent's ranged attacks and returning them. The damage dealt equals the user's own output plus the damage of the opponent's technique. Cooldown time is 10 minutes.
"For now, this is the only way. We need to stabilize the relationships between everyone first. As for the origin of the supply, we will definitely need to find a stable source of our own by then." Stepping out of the private rooms of those large gang representatives, only the middle-aged man wearing the Vietnamese hat remained.
"You don't need to remind me." Brother Xu glanced at me, and then Chen Yang brought over the wine and meat.
However, Chiyang and the others nearby detested such man-eating demons to the bone. Before even ten of the three punishments, six paths, and one hundred and eight types of torture were applied, General Octopus was already scared out of his wits and covered in wounds.
Very early the next day, Brother Fei's phone began to ring. We were scattered all over the living room floor, lying topsy-turvy. Hearing the phone ring, no one answered it, so the phone just kept ringing without pause.
Li Yaqin looked over and saw patches of white stains in the middle of the bed. Stepping closer to smell it, there was a lingering, musky scent of a man.
Xing Fei's footsteps were less than twenty meters away from that broken, incomplete primordial stone. Right at that moment, a violent crash echoed overhead, and a sky-blotting pressure instantly surged toward him like a tidal wave.
On the way back, I happened to run into the old grandfather who had taken us to the village chief's house yesterday. So I went up to greet him and handed the old man a cigarette.
To avoid drawing too much attention, Ye Juntian quietly dismounted far away from 'Manyuan Workshop' and then walked over on foot.
The lives of our companions were slipping away, dying one by one. Now the world seemed to have turned upside down. We humans had instead become the prey. How tragic this was.
The themed poetry assignment was completed, with about a hundred poems and lyrics collected. Not every lady in the group wrote one. What Zhu Houwei failed to notice was that each table produced exactly one poem, as if it had all been prearranged.
But Zhang Jin did not agree. When ATV asked him what conditions it would take for him to jump ship, he directly replied with four words: separation of production and broadcasting.
"Let's go in." Whether it was because Sima Youyue and the others had left, or because he was discouraged by Luo Liu's words just now, Luo Yi seemed a bit dispirited, his mood sinking quite a bit.
Deep within her pupils, a trace of regret appeared—not out of contempt, but a kind of indescribable indifference.
Those of the Ghost Tribe saw Sima Youyue and, sensing her delicious soul, instantly grew eager.
But they never expected that Chernobog's operation had seemingly been discovered just as it began, and he had been severely wounded.
I figured Grandma must be going to see that tree, but drowsiness washed over me at that moment. I truly didn't have the strength to crawl up and follow her to take a look. Despite being filled with reluctance, I drifted off to sleep just like that.
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