Chapter 43: I Am About to Wet Myself

"Because of the fog," Lin Xing said. "Before eight o'clock in the morning during winter, the entire forest is shrouded in a thick haze. You can't see anything beyond ten meters. Only those who frequently go up the mountain can distinguish the path in the mist. Although this is the outer perimeter of the forest, that group of educated youths still lost their way under the cover of the fog."

"And what does this prove?..."

The fierce battle in the rear was still chaotic. Most of the cultivators were attempting to break through, but there were too many Heavenly Demons. They were forced to use evasion techniques while hiding their forms, and the instability of their minds made the situation extremely agonizing.

"What's wrong?" Lu Tianming asked, puzzled. He noticed a strange look on Li Mu's face, which seemed to be accompanied by an inexplicable excitement.

"My Lord, here is the list. They have already agreed to offer two million strings of coins, as well as gold, silver, and grain to serve as military supplies," Liu Gao said, smiling as he handed the list to Murong Yanda.

They naturally recognized this as the auspicious clouds of breaking through the realm mentioned by Mu Xinyue. With such a heavenly omen, only a master of the Dharma who has reached the state of unity between heaven and humanity could trigger such a phenomenon.

Li Guihang stared intensely, saying nothing. Judging by his demeanor, it was clear he considered Han Changshan’s words to be utter nonsense and hadn't listened to a word of it.

Setting aside his relationship with these two elders, their identities alone were worthy of Li Ningkai's respect.

The Marquis nodded and said, "Yizhen, it's alright. The people from the sect said earlier that Li Mao is not in immediate danger, so it doesn't matter if we go to save them a couple of days later. For now, let’s go save your parents!" Having said that, the Marquis picked up Yizhen and flew back.

Jiang De stroked his chin. He had been busy with his own business lately. When he first saw Zhou Tong using a bow and arrow, he thought it was some kind of precious weapon, but it turned out to be a standard military bow. Come to think of it, he rarely saw Zhou Tong use a spear.

Wu Hao stopped the infusion of energy and stood up. He glanced at Xiang Fei's corpse and was about to use fire spiritual power to cremate it and destroy the evidence when a powerful, resonant voice echoed in from the cave entrance.

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There was no benefit to anyone, and since there was no deep-seated hatred, why fight to the bitter end and risk mutual destruction?

It was still too close to Old Ancestor Heijin and the others. He could not afford to get into a battle with the Northern Dynasty Crown Prince here. The further they flew into the desolate lands, the more intense the suppression of his spiritual sense became; it seemed this place was truly extraordinary.

Lin Daoyuan stopped and frowned, scanning the surroundings. At some point, on the surrounding houses, rooftops, and walls, ghoul eyes glowing with fluorescence had begun to watch them intently. Though they were restless out of fear of the high-level aura emanating from Arcueid, not a single one fled.

Although it was just a crosstalk performance, the thought of two months of hard work going up in smoke made Liu La feel inevitably sad, besides being angry. He imagined Mr. Zhang must be feeling much the same; Liu La could sense that the old man’s usually steady hands were trembling slightly.

Censorship is what the film industry fears most, and it is also the most troublesome. If even one detail is wrong, the entire work might be scrapped. Under such circumstances, almost no one dared to hire the disgraced artists on the blacklist. If it failed to pass the review, they would be completely helpless.

Mo Yan was noncommittal, looking toward the high platform with a grave expression. Ruoji was a head shorter than Mo Yan, and when he lowered his head, he inadvertently noticed that Mo Yan's hands seemed to be trembling slightly.

Because as Baili walked past the cringing minister at the front, he realized he actually recognized him.

"Good luck. The Prince is in a very good mood right now. Even if he blames us, it likely won't be a severe punishment." Li Hen felt uneasy at these words, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and entered the door.

For example, the person in charge that Sui Shuo bribed was a vice chairman of the local film association in Hangzhou. Being one of the people in charge of the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Film Festival was certainly an honor for him, but compared to his primary livelihood, this honor was not worth mentioning.

Mechanical exoskeleton limbs are divided into two types: combat and utility. Combat limbs are much larger and equipped with weapons, making them very heavy; wearing them constantly would put a great burden on the body.

Thinking back from the police exam until now, she had experienced drinking in celebration, then the kidnapping incident, then handing over her previous work, and coming back to coax her to eat—it was exhausting enough.

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"We won't stand on ceremony." Zhang Jing didn't feel any embarrassment; after all, hadn't they been sponging off Su Wan for food and drink for the past two years?

Demonic abilities can be transmitted through carriers. If a warrior is engaged in battle with a demonized soldier and is unfortunately infected by demonic energy without timely purification, that warrior will be converted to the demon faction, turning their blades against their former comrades.

The prepared carriage was already waiting outside. Seeing the two approach, Mubai jumped down from the carriage, lifted the curtain for them, and welcomed them inside.

Kassel is an academy with a long history, completely renovated from an ancient castle. The entire campus is elegant and classical. The students are well-disciplined, the school uniform is dark green, and the school emblem is a half-withered World Tree.

Ye You took a bottle of mineral water from his backpack, unscrewed the cap, and poured it over the top of the giant egg.

Although Song Qinghuan was not a Buddhist, being in such an environment, she was inevitably moved. She knelt down to pay respects to the Buddha, silently praying in her heart. She only wished for the heavens to open their eyes and not let Shen Chuhan suffer any more pain.

An Ge pursed her lips. All of these had been labeled as accidents, but perhaps only those involved knew what really happened at the time...

The man with the slicked-back hair felt very aggrieved. He thought to himself, "Tch! As a C-rank hero, I knew I couldn't handle the monster, so I ran here to hide. This is truly terrible! I don't deserve to be a hero at all!" After saying this, the young man raised his hands in surrender.