The bloodstains on the helmet couldn't be removed. If he wore it out, the Investigation Bureau would probably arrest him within minutes.
After letting Jixiang go, he watched him intently. With no other choice, Jixiang could only wag his tail and head upstairs.
An inscrutable glint flashed in Baijuyi's eyes. It knew that from this moment on, it was completely different from the other Nian Beasts! It let out several excited cries.
"Tat-tat-tat, tat-tat-tat!" At a rate of a thousand rounds per minute, the gunfire killed many Chijiao Tiehu before they could even react.
The power of time was rare, but even if not everyone in this world could use it, anyone in the First Tier knew a thing or two about it.
Gu Ji remained silent, simply watching him. Han Feifei quickly turned her face away and secretly wiped her tears.
Still holding each other as they fell asleep, Xia Yang's last lingering thought before drifting off was a faint confusion.
When he went to draw the Zijing Feng's attention, he could use the Jingang Fu to protect himself from being swarmed and killed by them.
From its name, it was clear this was a cultivation technique of the thunder-and-fire attributes. And according to its description, the true essence produced by practicing it was at least twice as powerful as that of an equivalent level.
Yi Le wasn't surprised. He had great confidence in the story he'd written, "The Untold Tale of the Demon King and the Hero," or, as it was also called, "When the Hero Fell in Love with the Demon King." At the very least, it could rank in the top three on that list.
The sprawling Penglai Manor had many magnificent buildings, but its main hall was rather ordinary. It wasn't very large, nor was it particularly ornate. Clearly, Penglai Manor was renowned for focusing on cultivation, and most of its wealth went toward training its disciples.
"You attained the Dao, yet you're forcing an Acquired Spirit Treasure that doesn't match the Great Dao you cultivate into action. Aren't you afraid this will cut you off from the Heavenly Dao forever?" Gu Cangxian adjusted the Conical Hat on his head and spoke in a muffled voice.
Liu Bingkun didn't suspect anything, and the two continued talking. After a while, Liu Bingkun suddenly felt dizzy. Just as he was about to say something, his vision went black and he collapsed. The soldiers he'd brought along had all passed out too, while the Japanese envoys showed no signs of being affected.
That day, Ren Dao suddenly sent word from faraway Central State, telling Li Xuantian that he'd gathered all the materials he needed.
Shen Xie nodded and said no more, continuing to fly forward. Qi Yan and the others followed close behind.
Yes, she missed home. She missed Luqi and everything about her. She missed her friends, praying with her in church, the warmhearted villagers on the streets, and everything else.
Su Jiu gave a slight nod. That matched what Gao Yu had told him, so it seemed Gao Yu hadn't lied to him back then. With a casual wave, he swept a gust of wind across the vines, pushing them aside and revealing the opening beneath.
But Gao Lan didn't have time to think. Though Ji Ling's move meant he could no longer use the Long Spear in his hand to block, Gao Lan leaned backward and rode past Ji Ling, narrowly dodging his blade.
But Ayase hadn't shown any sign of disgust, so he'd dared to keep petting her. It seemed she really did think of him as an older brother; as he stroked her head, she wore a catlike expression.
"Huh? The pass went that far?" Seeing Sun Zhuo's pass, Kobe looked puzzled. With no one under the basket, Sun Zhuo only had to toss the ball somewhere near the hoop. With Howard's speed and height, he'd reach it in an instant, catch it, and slam it home, wouldn't he?
As soon as Wan Qi left, the reporters dispersed. Though the others hadn't heard what Wan Qi had said, they understood that his departure had to be related to him. His leaving did nothing to diminish their fondness for him.
Yun Xiao thought it was already delicious and happily gnawed on the fish. The two Military Dogs beside him had been drooling with envy for ages.
The Sun family members didn't believe it. How could their son-in-law refuse? It was clearly a win-win. Could it be that the younger sister herself wasn't willing?
"Young Master, please calm down. We only gave the princess a common sedative. It won't harm her," one of Yuan Haochen's guards hurriedly explained.
Sun Zhuo had anticipated everything and had already arranged for Durant to intercept the ball and pass it to midcourt. Now he faced an empty front court. With his S+ three-point shooting ability, he had a very good chance of making the game-winning shot.
After exploding for 48 points in Cleveland, Sun Zhuo's name rang throughout the league. No one could be unaware that the Lakers had drafted a rookie prodigy—and that this rookie came from China.
Clouds drifted by, and the hazy moonlight seemed veiled in a chill. Jifeng stirred the still, secret air, setting the rolling snow into a rustling swirl. It spun through the hollows of the mountains like a deathless dirge composed by nature itself, making the listener's hair stand on end.
"What did you say? Gu Jiu really brought people to our door?" Duke Zhao spun around, his face full of shock and anger.
Sun Zhuo's abilities seemed to change without warning, and outsiders knew nothing of his secret. Quite a few people mistakenly thought he'd thrown a tantrum in the fifth game.
Chou Wuyi's Divine Sense immediately locked onto the light's position, then fixed on the next point before the glowing speck could split apart.
Listening to the rushing wind in his ears, Zhang Yu seemed to have accepted his fate and slowly closed his eyes.
Because of Dan Chen, when they traveled outside, Rogue Cultivators and martial artists from other sects had once looked at them with great admiration and envy. But after Dan Chen ruined the reputations of both the Purple Flame Sect and the Hunyuan Sect, they began receiving strange looks instead, which left them rather displeased.