Chapter Thirty-Six: A Different Kind of Feeling
Wen Changning’s heart skipped a beat! Xiao Heng? She quickly walked out of the county office.
Outside, the street in front of Qingxi County’s office was ablaze with light. Wagons, each laden with sacks of grain, stretched out in a long, snaking line, their wheels sinking deep into the earth and making a dull, rumbling sound. Every wagon bore a flag of dark fabric edged with gold, embroidered with a bold, vigorous character: “Xiao”!
“What’s that look in your eyes? Want me to take over instead?” Shen Lianchen gave Lu Lin a look of disdain, as if ready to act the moment Lu Lin nodded.
It turned out the other four had all encountered the same predicament as Ye Canxue, each forced to flee for their lives into the domain of the beasts.
Ma Chongren would help in Xiangjiang to craft these twelve zodiac statues, and then send them straight to the old scoundrel’s estate, storing them in the basement.
“You? Who are you? If you want to question me, you’d better be sure you have the right,” Mie Cangsheng replied with a cold smile at the corner of his lips.
The guard hurried to obey, excitement filling his heart as he went to deliver the order. He’d followed the Protector for several months now; since it was the Protector himself bestowing ranks, surely he’d be granted a general’s title this time.
The exhausted Blackfire had long since been punched to death by Lin Yu. Deprived of the black mist that always shrouded him, the corpse revealed its true appearance—a head of withered yellow hair, a rotting and hideous face, and a body so gaunt it was little more than bone, like a corpse dead for many years.
Now that he had drawn some followers within the sect, once Zheng Shanchuan was dead, the rest would surely draw closer to him, and the situation would change greatly in his favor.
“There are too many reasons—perhaps they were careless or overconfident, perhaps they were ambushed while fighting the beasts, or perhaps they were up to something unspeakable and met their end because of it. Who can say?” Huang Jing said with a cold laugh.
Fortunately, Lu Lin had activated the power of his mark. Though the heat was still oppressive, the mist emitted from the mark provided some relief. Seeing his current state, some players mistook him for a moving cloud of mist drifting across the desert.
“Yes, I will go make arrangements for the boats at once.” Now, Wang Zhen was entirely deferential to Shen Chongming, never daring to disobey, eager to make a good impression in hopes of earning a task when it came time to storm the mountain.
Barely two minutes after acceleration began, there was already movement at the logistics base—clearly, the fleet had been detected.
Ji Chong stated the main point: under current circumstances, a single misstep by Mu Rong could lead to utter disaster.
Jia Junqing changed into his pajamas, stepped out of the bedroom, found some erythromycin ointment for Su Rou, and only then went to the kitchen.
A jade gleamed between his brows, sickly green smoke seeping from the cracks in his body, weaving behind him into a vague shape. This shadowy figure held a pitch-black moon in its hands, exuding an overwhelming, domineering aura.
Gao Xian could hardly stand to watch. He joined in, making his moves in concert, and with the Flower Spirit Mirror, he could always predict where the Yinma Shen would flee.
The Mu-7 class ship could land on Europa itself; landing on this was child’s play. Under Chen Yue’s control, the ship adjusted its posture and descended directly.
He was only in the early stages of cooperation with the Zhong family, so he certainly wouldn’t give Zhong Jiayi any cultivation method tailored to the Lunar Physique.
Many parents even covered their children’s eyes and ears, forbidding them to see or hear.
When gamma-ray bursts struck a rocky planet, they severely damaged the atmosphere, altering its structure. When they struck a star, they disrupted its activity, making it increasingly volatile. On a gas giant, the radiation transformed the climate, causing catastrophic changes.