Chapter 60 Only What Belongs to Yourself Is Truly Reliable

Like all shadows, it instinctively feared the light, especially beneath the shadowless lamps used in the operating theatre, where survival was an absolute impossibility.

"I'm sorry, Mu Yuan. Perhaps emotion influenced my decision. If it were anyone else, I might not hesitate to save them, but they, to me..." Before she could finish, Chu Yun was interrupted.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhao felt a sudden jolt in his heart. If, as Han Weijun said, the survivor who triggered the car's horn had fled toward the dock, it was highly likely that the area was already surrounded by tens of thousands of zombies.

However, subsequent facts proved that although Han You had indeed not gone looking for Miao Shaoming, it did not mean he bore no grudge at all.

The uneasy Saint Rebes and Zelugantia, whose eyes were already fixed on the light of victory, saw their military formations stir simultaneously.

With a sharp crack, a bullet struck a nearby car. Donna dropped to the ground by reflex, raising her gun with acute vigilance.

Now, seeing the people beaten by Wu Xie screaming miserably like whimpering grandchildren, they finally understood that sometimes one had to be forceful for such scum to show respect.

The moment he opened the treasure chest, he felt his body tremble uncontrollably, and his mouth was filled with an indescribable taste.

The simplest method was to smash directly through the wall overhead. Since the tree demon had not sealed off the breakout point from above, such a vast advantage went unused. Yet Wang Jin did not choose that route; instead, he brandished the Blood-Drinking Sword, sending forth several streams of bloody Qi that severed every single branch surrounding him in all directions.

Before Idan could exert his strength again, a muzzle was pressed against his head—the Folded-Ear Cat beside him was holding a gun, its barrel jammed right against Idan's left temple.

After finishing the call, the manager nudged the waiter with his chin: "Close the door! Brother Bing will be here soon. A big transaction is coming!" The waiter smiled knowingly and went to chase away the gamers.

Yanniang wished Zhang Ruyun would receive guidance from the colorless monk, allowing him to push his true inner power to such a realm. No matter how her demonic aura surged and churned, it could not escape the exquisite and pure-yang energy in the palm of his hand. Suddenly overcome by a wave of demonic impulse, she nevertheless desired to muster her remaining strength to contend with Zhang Ruyun a second time.

The Santana is relatively durable; being a German car, it's safer and certainly better than buying those from the Japanese devils.

Just as Qin Yibai, having slept poorly, was about to make a move, he only had time to raise the giant axe in his hand a mere two inches before his entire body was locked in place by that immense divine will.

Because they had sent forth the six undying lamps that guarded the dragon veins of Huaxia, such support could already be considered immense, fully equivalent to the role of a master-realm powerhouse.

Huang Jialu was a terrifying combat master of the first rank, but what rank was Chen Yaling? There was no need to test it, and who would dare to test it anyway? Yet Chen Yaling was solely devoted to bodybuilding and physical training, choosing not to meddle in the disputes of the dark world, thus living a peaceful life untouched by worldly conflict.

With a deafening roar, a trunk measuring several dozen feet in length, resembling the snout of a prehistoric giant python, emerged first, followed by two massive ears flapping like dark clouds, and a pair of giant eyes as large as cart wheels, radiating a wild and ferocious aura.

Those in the lead kept one crucial thought in their minds: they must not be easily caught by the pursuers, or else the situation would turn perilous.

At this, Feng Wuqin once again complained about being scotched by the soul of the Divine Emperor, not to mention that old man Kong Kongmie.

"Oh my god!! You're still asking what happened? Are you trying to worry me to death? I thought something happened to you because you haven't contacted me for so long!" Mairu said in an exaggerated tone.

Xia Zixuan walked to the kitchen doorway, staring in astonishment at the changes within. She walked in and out for a long time, still unable to believe that the clean and tidy kitchen before her eyes truly belonged to her.

The young man was stunned, the stabbing pain in his chest bringing him back to reality. Looking into her only exposed eyes, he had never seen such eyes before—they were like a riddle, as still and silent as death.

"I won't conceal it from you, Elder; this proposal was indeed brought to me by Princess Kang, but it was a decision I made only after careful deliberation," the old village chief said calmly.

Shen Yuechen was carrying a child; if she harbored a grudge against her, it would be equivalent to harboring a grudge against the unborn child in her womb as well.

He held her tightly, pressing his burning warmth against her chilled body. "Feng'er, I am back."

"Someone, escort the Empress Dowager back!" Baili Wushang did not answer, turning instead to issue commands to the servants of the Kunfu Palace.

The pressure was so intense that it caused expressions to change. One could imagine what would happen if this blow struck home, yet Lei Tianfang would not sit passively and wait for death.

"Full speed ahead! Charge through the wave of fire!" Dongfang Ming now appeared like a commanding and formidable general, calm, composed, and orchestrating everything methodically.

"How do you know so much? And your silver spear is simply miraculous!" Minghua immediately asked with curiosity.

Tie Bing took the initiative to strike a match and light Li Ningyu's cigarette. The two of them then stood beside the command vehicle, puffing away in a dense cloud of smoke for quite a while, occasionally chatting about family matters.

"You all take a rest first, and be sure to wrap your heads in cloth to prevent moisture loss. I'll go look around for some food!" I instructed Mo Yue and the others to stop and rest, then took flight to search the distance.

At this sight, everyone's expression shifted. The Zhou family had actually acquired a third-rank beast core! There was no need to continue the judgment; without a doubt, the Zhou family had won this competition. Seeing everyone clustered around the plate of beast cores from the Zhou family, chattering excitedly, Elder Zhou finally smoothed out the wrinkles on his forehead that had been bunched up like a chrysanthemum.

The Japanese deputy squadron commander could not stop his men, and the log he had discarded was struck by an oncoming truck, bouncing back to hit him squarely and sending him flying instantly.

It was an exceedingly profound and subtle sensation, as if an eternity of tens of thousands of years had passed, yet also as though merely a single instant had elapsed. Xiao Rang finally regained his senses, taking a deep breath to find that his entire body was drenched in sweat.