65 A Soaring Branch

The trees here were very tall, with high-reaching branches and dense foliage that completely blocked out the sunlight.

The forest was dark, humid, and somewhat chilly.

Coming suddenly from the brilliant sunshine into such a gloomy environment, everyone felt a momentary sense of disorientation.

Some people had been sweating from the walk, and now, feeling the cold draft in the woods, they shivered.

"Damn it! What kind of ghost place is this? Hot and cold by turns—who on earth builds a supply depot in a place like this?"

Surprisingly, this person's face bore a striking resemblance to the Dragon King Ning Changfeng, though he appeared much younger.

"Alright! Alright! I have no intention of bickering with you about these trivial matters anymore!" Kaji said as he directly handed four Poké Balls to Keij.

This time, Rotom targeted a Fearow among these Pokémon whose strength barely reached the Heavenly King tier. However, it did not immediately attack the Fearow; instead, it quietly waited for nightfall, intending to launch a sneak attack only after letting their guard down.

The carriage compartment was cramped, and with so many people squeezed together, there was no room to maneuver. In the blink of an eye, a chaotic melee broke out between both sides.

Before the eyes of everyone else stood the legendary Kunlun Void, where the gods reside, and the Nine Cauldrons cast by Great Yu were right here.

She thought this watch was nice and quite cute, yet for some unknown reason, she found herself staring blankly at another one.

Furthermore, his vision would be immensely enhanced, accompanied by a fleeting realm of looking through the autumn waters of the universe, laying a solid foundation for his future breakthrough into the Sumeru Mustard Seed realm.

Her four soul skills could be used in superposition, and the resulting control and damage effects would be exponentially amplified.

Ye Mu also gave Jiang Mo a resonance stone; in the event of an accident separating the two of them, they could locate each other through it.

Upon having his cultivation realm instantly pierced through by Xiao Xun'er, Xiao Zhang showed no surprise whatsoever, knowing well in his heart that this secret could never be concealed.

Judging from previous calculations, Junyan must have taken in Meng Qingzhi when he was well past fifty; yet Xin Yao, currently in the prime of her youth, turned out to be a third-generation disciple of the ancient Green Silk Sect?

That was why Liu Mu could rise to power so swiftly and gain Dong Jin's unreserved support, because he was simply the blade in Dong Jin's hand.

At that moment, Xiao Ling found himself unable to explain, especially after being injured by the Sovereign of the Eight Desolations. Panting heavily, Xiao Ling could not utter a word.

The two of them had been poisoned by a spiritual entity monster, yet not only were they completely fine after waking up from a sound sleep, but they even looked radiant and refreshed.

As for himself, he chose to flee without the slightest hesitation, crawling away like a rat in a subterranean sewer.

Her eyes kept drifting toward the tour bus, perhaps desperately wanting to ask a subtle question, yet having no idea how to phrase it.

Could it not be because he had previously promised to find a helper to rescue it from its predicament, and it was simply excited by that?

"Not really, we were just corrupted by the atmosphere in country M..." Bai Ruotong still remembered the first time she met Feng Qingsong; they were both mere youths back then, secretly dating behind everyone's backs.

From this perspective, the Dragon Clan was truly one of the strongest among the apex races, far beyond what the Human Clan could compare to at present.

At this moment, Fu Chengying walked over. Director Zhang's face turned pale, and just as he was about to explain, he heard the man say.

With the wish-granting treasure right before them, that person knew it wouldn't be easy to seize, but the others from the Horned Land were either too far away or sitting idly, presenting an optimal opportunity. Convinced in his heart that the gamble was worth taking, his greed multiplied a hundredfold. He reached out like lightning, thinking only that once he grabbed it, he could rush to the inner platform, make his wish, and leave the island.

Wei Yi did not stay by A Yi's side; instead, after taking Director Wang's phone call, he quietly got out of the car by himself.

The cinema happened to be screening a hilarious comedy about swindlers, funny from start to finish, yet Zhang Yuxin hardly laughed at all.

Yet twenty years ago, nine years ago, and now, every major life-altering event he experienced had been accurately predicted by the abbot. Was this mere coincidence, or was it destined by fate?

A day later, the main force of the Yellow Turban rebels retreated toward Laixi City, and the siege of Laiyang was completely lifted.

"You are hardly welcome here." He Xiulan even considered slamming the door shut directly, but unfortunately, Mu Nanjin was standing right behind her.

Along the way, her heart remained clenched with anxiety, and Yun Shen was no better; taking advantage of a red light, he pounded the steering wheel with his fists.

"Why didn't I know my son was alive? Why is it that when I finally learned he wasn't dead, all I could see was his corpse?" Mother Tang cried out.

The reason this task was assigned to Xiang Yu was twofold: on the one hand, Xiang Yu represented Zhong Huashan, and his involvement would carry more weight; on the other hand, Ding Yongwei wanted to cause trouble for Xiang Yu.

Yilan nodded slightly with a smile in her eyes. Her lips moved, though no sound came out, and her gaze remained fixed directly on Duanmu.

With a loud thud, Yun Wenwan was heavily thrown onto the bed, and the next second, a heavy weight pressed down upon her.

Just as she was about to convince herself that she had never taken a photo with him, the scenery in the background suddenly jogged her memory—wasn't this from that very day, when they first met, right after she was forcibly dragged home by his mother and attended that terrifying banquet?

It took me a long time to regain normal mobility in my limbs. Looking up, I saw no opening above my head whatsoever; how on earth had I fallen in here? And where did the shards of mirrors surrounding me come from?

Rongrong tried to persuade Lucifer a bit more, but Lucifer remained silent. Sighing, Rongrong finally said, "Fine, if you won't come out, so be it; at least I can still track your location. Yun, Drunkard, let's head back." With those words, in an instant, Rongrong vanished right before the two of them.

"Everyone, make the most of this time to rest." Guan Li closed the squad channel, shut the cockpit door, and simultaneously deactivated the interior lighting system of the mech.

"I am truly sorry; my foolish son behaved improperly just now. Since you are a magnanimous person of high status, please do not hold it against him," Ding Yongzhi said on the surface with utmost respect.

Watching Qin Tianqi being led away by Zhang Dadan, Qin Batian could not help but furrow his brows.

"You shouldn't celebrate too early either; these are merely dummies. If they were living people—living people who actually knew martial arts—the results wouldn't be this effective. If this is the extent of their power, they'll only manage to catch them by surprise on the very first strike." Hearing the battle report, Qi Kekexue was nowhere near as excited as the others.

Matching her expressions and gestures, Mizuki was practically dumbfounded. Yet it also reminded her of her own grandmother in the three-dimensional world, who shared the exact same mischievous personality—a truly quintessential "childish oldster."

Ling Tian smiled faintly and said, "You two just cheer me on from the side." With that, Ling Tian charged straight toward the security guards, intending to meet them head-on.

"Is this... considered complete?" I clenched my fists and felt my body brimming with boundless power.

The technique of the great bow-striking! Progressing upwards from weak to powerful, it simulated the sound of galloping horse hooves, painting a vivid and intense scene of warhorses neighing and charging fiercely into battle.

Seeing her lips sealed so tightly, I had no choice but to consider whether I could find any clues from her person.