Chapter 41: Asking Her to Be the Spokesperson
These spiritual entities known as tomb-guarding beasts are, in truth, manifestations of the spirit remnants of ancient beasts—beings once encountered or remembered by the great masters of old—brought to life by the sheer density of spiritual energy.
"This..." The elderly man with the handlebar mustache was cornered. These were indeed his crimes, and the other party possessed sufficient evidence.
"Respected Animal Protection Organization, in a certain region of a certain autocratic country, a large number of animals have recently been caged and subjected to cruel abuse. Furthermore, the people here seem to be planning to slaughter these animals for meat. Could you please intervene to stop this?"
Before he could finish, Shen Yi suddenly felt someone embrace him. He turned his head stiffly to see Murong Xue’s tear-streaked face.
Setting up a magic array is not something one can do on a whim; it requires extensive professional knowledge and the specific capability to construct such formations. Moreover, the array must be flawless, for the consequences of even the slightest error would be unimaginable.
"How would I know if I don't try?" Dou Cheng merely smiled faintly. He had encountered many bizarre heavenly tribulations before, and one more would make little difference.
Yet, the disciples of the Underworld Butterfly Sect wielded their spears tirelessly, their eyes blazing with intense light and their mouths shouting incessantly, moving like beasts that had lost their senses.
Aoli also opened a package to reveal a magnificent fur coat. However, the hot and dry environment was unsuitable for such an item, and it crumbled into pieces the moment she gave it a shake.
"No, I’ve never worn these clothes, and I don’t know which one to choose," Hua Yumeng said, looking around with a hint of embarrassment.
Li Xiuyuan stayed at the Qiao family estate for only an hour before leaving. He boarded a bus bound for the Wujin Mountain International Forest Park; what he needed most right now was a breath of fresh air.
Whether it was training in the real world or cultivation in the other realm, it was all very time-consuming. Before he knew it, afternoon had arrived.
Lin Wanruo smiled naturally and purely, yet only she knew how much she detested this child.
He was dressed in white leisure wear today, wearing a hat, and looking quite at ease.
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Upon receiving the news, the entire caravan gripped their weapons; a great battle was imminent. Liu Qing led the chief guards to the front, Wang Tie ceased his calls, and the caravan stopped beating their gongs.
"Follow good people and you'll learn to be good; follow the rats and you'll learn to dig holes; follow the witch and you'll learn to dance for the spirits!" The Prince muttered incessantly. Cao Yuanhang grew impatient and no longer wished to listen.
"Yes!" The Prince offered a polite smile, though it held a trace of awkwardness, which the landlady did not mind.
Ye Li knew that if he were struck by that long blade, both he and the Azure Phoenix would be cleaved in two. Even with his immense vitality, he would have no path to survival.
Early the next morning, Chu Yun went to the supermarket. Having learned of a village in the other world, he had formulated a plan.
Although the national power of Shu Han had significantly increased, far outpacing Eastern Wu, its foundation still lagged behind the Jin Dynasty. In this war, which was a gamble on the nation's destiny, every ounce of strength had to be fully mobilized if they wished for a favorable outcome.
Just as the man was about to approach the Prince, a large man rushed out of the restroom, scooped up the Prince, and headed toward the window on the side.
"Well, are you curious why I said they are stars?" Li Wei said, pointing to Bedivere and Bettina.
In the past two days of fighting, we have annihilated nearly twenty-five hundred Japanese soldiers, adding to the results from the Battle of Zhoukou.
The old man studied the murals for a while before suddenly kneeling solemnly before one of the portraits, performing the ritual of three bows and nine kowtows.
In this way, although everything he had struggled for over the better part of his life would vanish into smoke, what was more important than preserving one's life?
The Chaos Immortal Bell shone with immortal radiance, shedding billions of strands of mysterious yellow energy. Amidst the surging chaos, the tolling of the bell was magnificent, resounding through the heavens.
"Po Jun, I am truly surprised that you could see through the manifestation of demonic energy!" Although a long sword was pressed against his chest, Ding Yang acted as if it weren't there, smirking at Po Jun.
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Coral, agate, jade, crystal, pearls... they had tried almost everything in the golden coffin, but there was no reaction upon touch.
The only thing one could clearly see was star after star circling the Immortal Bell, a sight that left one indescribably awestruck.
This was the only equipment they carried. This meant that in the absence of food and water, they could hold out for at most two to three days; they had to find an exit before then.
Furthermore, every time she ate instant noodles, the straight-laced man would know immediately upon his return, because her instant noodles were kept in the kitchen where the vegetables were stored.
At the same time, Al summoned his martial soul, a primitive yet exquisite ancient zither, which he placed flat on the ground.
If one squinted and observed closely, one could see a faint point of light suspended within this massive cage of fire.
The students who were supposed to be in the classroom had already arrived; those who hadn't were fast asleep in their dorms. The phrase "this seat is taken" simply meant "you are not welcome here."
He had exhausted all his strength just to resist the energy of the Devouring Beast; merely maintaining his ability to move was a feat in itself.
Now, with the help of the Origin Array Disk, he used his blood essence as a catalyst to stimulate the potential hidden within his body and awaken his innate talents.
She had always played by her own rules, much to the misfortune of her friends, who often said that her stunning, assertive beauty was wasted on such a personality.