Chapter 65: Ice Fishing and Pheasant Nests

"If you had told me sooner, I wouldn't have brought all these things." Yan Ruhua couldn't help glaring at Mu Jinhua.

"Fancy peacock, block him!" Amy's worst fear had come true. She darted to Mo Qianli's side, supported him, and led him away from the battlefield to lean against a large tree.

He had originally planned to park quickly and walk inside with her, but hearing her words now, he had no desire to wait for the fool before him and strode inside on his own.

The amusement park in Beijing was high-class, and Niu Qiaoqiao was having the time of her life. Whether it was the roller coaster, the Ferris wheel, the pirate ship, the carousel, or the bumper cars, she enjoyed every bit of it to the utmost. She even dared to take a spin through the haunted house.

"Ugh!!!" Just as he released his oppressive aura, the captain in black suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood rushed up to his throat, which he forcefully swallowed back down.

"Sigh, it seems that although you are still a scoundrel, you retain some conscience—at least you wouldn't be like that fellow who killed his own father to refine puppets. Truly the scum of humanity, deserving of death." Thinking of Wu Xinliang's fate, Ma Han felt a pang in his heart. It wasn't fear, but pity for what Wu Xinliang had endured.

Zhang Yunfei thought about it: since they were unwilling to come and weren't entirely satisfied with the prices here, why force it?

Just as Zhang Yunfei was feeling relieved, another man two or three tables away roared, rushed forward, and punched the acne-ridden man right in the face. The acne-ridden man staggered and fell to the ground, his exposed arms pressing into the shattered glass fragments. Blood streamed profusely, sobering him up by half.

Therefore, I felt no anger toward them. If they wanted to fight, then fight it was; in any case, they couldn't beat me.

I just wondered what Instructor Ruolin—who looked so gentle yet possessed formidable combat strength—would look like in a fit of rage after I hadn't visited for so long.

The Kunlun Mirror showed no reaction at all initially, but after a long while, it transmitted a piece of information to Li Yun.

Ever since winter arrived, the squirrel had become increasingly reluctant to move around. Aside from eating with its usual enthusiasm, it had grown much slower and lazier in everything else, including play.

Wang Yi was currently playing at Fantawild Dream Kingdom, located just over fifty kilometers from Ting City, accompanied by his six glamorous wives.

If there was anything they possessed that could maintain a deterrent effect against the Predators, it was probably the firearms in their hands. Yet once those guns were put down, facing Predators whose physical strength far surpassed theirs and whose technology was vastly superior, they were entirely lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Even by 2017, the vast majority of merchants struggled to ship a quantity reaching one hundred cubic meters per month.

Qi Guanguan, who loved to sleep in, rolled over and kicked the body pillow she had been clutching in her sleep straight under the bed.

The dark young goat awoke instantly. Amidst earth-shattering tremors, the numerous mouths covering its entire body roared frantically, and it launched a counterattack.

Even if Randy Jess had slaughtered these tens of thousands of orc slaves for the sake of practicing dark magic, the Dragon Empire had no right to interfere.

He ate half of the bag of popcorn in one go before stopping, feeling a lingering reluctance as his mouth grew dry and his throat began to burn slightly.

The fact that the blood demon could hear ultrasound waves now turned into its greatest weakness. Yang Hao's vampire sword oil also made a major contribution, severely wounding the blood demon with a single strike.

Perhaps going directly to pressure Ming You to release the person would be a better choice. Constantly opposing Ming You would definitely give the latter a headache.

Bidding farewell to the proprietress of the dockside eatery, the group boarded the carriage hired by Gu Qing and headed toward the town of Suzhou.

After arriving at the Eastern Domain Alliance, I finally learned what it meant to be truly formidable. The Ghost Kings who came down to greet us were all at the peak of the First Realm, while the ones we casually bumped into on the road were all Second Realm Ghost Kings. We could even spot a few Third Realm Ghost Kings after walking just a short distance.

Murong Ke's thin lips continued downward, pressing a trail of wet kisses all the way to her chin. Tilting his head, he took her warm, jade-like chin into his mouth and nibbled on it for a moment before suddenly scooping her up in his arms and turning to lay her on the bed.

I could sense that King Wheel-Turning was probably eating right now, and upon hearing my words, he spat out everything he had in his mouth. Was it really that terrifying?

Chu Sisi lifted her head almost reflexively, looking toward the courtyard gate with eager anticipation. When Sima Yue appeared, the first thing he saw was Chu Sisi: her graceful figure carried a fragile, delicate air, and her eyes were filled with expectation as she looked at him, alongside a trace of vulnerability and helplessness.

The disciplinary matters that followed were much more lenient, involving neither complete confiscation of property nor ritual disembowelment. Thus, once the most feared initial phase concluded, the most anticipated phase of bestowing rewards arrived.

The 38,000 coalition forces, whose offensive had been blazing like fire, suddenly disintegrated as if struck by a flash flood. Those coalition soldiers, already at the end of their tether, completely collapsed the moment Tsukahara Mokuryu appeared, daring not to harbor any more hopes for victory. Being able to return to their hometowns alive from this place was already their greatest extravagant wish.

Finally, the weather cleared up for two consecutive days. Although it was no longer as stiflingly hot as before, Qianxia still felt listless and reluctant to move.

Xia Chan inspected the shop and its surroundings one by one, making sure everything was foolproof, before she saw Rong Changqing arriving tardily.

"This girl is still the same as before." Yun Juexiang seemed to thoroughly enjoy having someone dish food onto his plate, looking completely at ease and immensely content.

The naval crew on the nuclear submarine was extremely disciplined. They prohibited Zhao Wugui and the others from leaving their designated rooms and answered no questions. After dropping off some food, they never showed their faces again until late at night, when they were notified to switch vessels.

"I'll step away for a moment. It seems my goods have found a market, so I'll go check it out." The chubby black man answered a phone call and said this to Yun Cheng.

A giant hand, constantly radiating pitch-black deathly aura, materialized out of thin air in the void. From it echoed continuous, miserable wails, and then, amidst the horrified gazes of everyone present, it descended with a crushing sweep of its palm.