Chapter 54: The Village Chief Who Wanted to Protect Li Xiang

Accompanied by a muffled groan of pain, Li Xiang's body involuntarily arched forward due to the sudden attack.

Fu Xiaoxiao did not stop there; she immediately lifted her left leg high, her knee raised high, and then, with a powerful burst of explosive force, slammed her knee savagely into Li Xiang's face.

With a sound resembling the breaking of a nasal bone, Li Xiang's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground. The brick in his hand also made a loud clang—

When the two arrived at the cafeteria, Lin Cha found a table, asked Qin Moshang to sit down, and went to queue up for the food.

Through the previous strike, he had roughly figured out the nature and strength of this barrier. It was evident that this barrier could never be broken by sheer brute force; no matter how many countless times he struck it, as long as the spiritual Qi in the Pill Spirit Great World remained inexhaustible, he had zero possibility of opening it.

He wanted to make Mao Dongqing accompany him, preferably without taking on a guiding assignment. If he did take one—he would also go take a guide certification exam and snatch away Mao Dongqing's guiding partner.

When they rushed to the Lu residence, it was in utter chaos; the servants were running around searching for the whereabouts of the master. Meanwhile, heroes and champions from all walks of life had all arrived, gathering in the front hall to await the appearance of Lu Tianzhang.

Yi Yuanfang was unaccustomed to this. When a game of chess reached such a point—resembling a violent, irrational storm in June—one's mental fortitude would be shattered if it were not firm enough.

Among them were several federal police officers, and their intervention virtually corroborated Chen Dingxiang's news: this vicious incident was intertwined with the lifeline of an eighty-year-old struggle between white people and Chinese people.

Consequently, upon discovering that the aspiring internet model's face had undergone plastic surgery and gone under the knife, Su Ya was overcome with malicious intent, tampering with things when the model returned to the plastic surgery clinic for a scheduled follow-up examination.

Xue Qingzhu's parents worked at a research institute and were extremely busy every day, leaving her mostly to fend for herself.

Wujin followed his gaze and saw the red-haired guy who shared a dorm with the big shot swaggering in, until the training room door closed without a single sign of Weishi.

After washing up and returning to the dormitory, Chu Nan found the sound of snoring rising and falling in succession. He opened Honor of Kings, entered the Abyss Brawl mode, and prepared for battle.

Fortunately, there was still the eldest son, Ding Keyu. Although Ding Keyu possessed business ambition and drive, his qualifications were still shallow, and he lacked an upright and compassionate heart. Perhaps due to his mother passing away early and lacking affection, his character development had flaws.

"Why didn't you come over to report last night after the Second Young Master left?" the Second Mistress reproachfully asked Rushuang.

"If there is nothing else, I will be leaving first," Lü Tianming said to Gu Lan, waving his hand to sweep up all the neatly arranged rare treasures and refining materials into his storage bag in one go. With a flicker of his figure, he vanished from the spot like a gust of wind.

Unfortunately, Tahm Kench's health was simply too low; the moment Rengar entered the fray, Tahm Kench was killed instantly before he could even activate his grey shield.

In terms of ceremonial attire, there was not a single flaw to be picked with how the Featherman Prince was dressed. This was only the second time Yun He had seen Yu Qingling dressed in ceremonial robes. Yet he felt that this purple outfit fell far short of any of Yu Qingling's red garments.

As the taunt concluded, Luban turned on his microphone to inform the jungler to head to the top lane, while running straight to the top lane himself. Teaming up with the jungler and the top laner, they swiftly slaughtered the enemy's top laner and jungler.

Whichever the case, there certainly would not be many marriageable young ladies left after the grand selection. Those who were not yet thirteen years old would need another two or three years to grow up—could it be that Cheng Song was going to wait another two or three years?

The students cursed while rushing outward, with instructors maintaining order to prevent casualties and injuries.

Yezui began to think to himself. He knew that even if his hearing was fine now, Yejie would not tell him; he had to rely solely on himself.

Inside, Xingsheng was bound by supreme divine power, unable to move, suspended in the starry sky, enduring endless loneliness.

All in all, Sun Xiaolian's gaze was extremely complicated, but her heart was aligned with the rest of the villagers: she had already resolved to risk her old life.