Volume One, Chapter 33: Capturing the Knight Skeleton Alive

"Let go of that cat!" The voice of the Boundary-Suppressing Mountain rang out once more, laced with a hint of impatience.

The Dark Night Life Spring assimilates everything. Lian Yu made a grave mistake in dragging Shen Cong here. This was the place where the Dark Night Life Spring was most concentrated; Lian Yu thought the lightning blade spirit within the soul sea was dangerous, never realizing that this place was just as perilous, perhaps even worse.

Upon hearing this, Hua Bin could not help but be filled with yearning. Back in the day, the divine physician’s miraculous hands could bring the dead back to life—how truly wondrous that must have been.

As Huo Xingluo spoke, his aura surged, boiling with combat intent. He reached out a hand, and multicolored light flickered as a strange flame engulfed his fist, causing the surrounding space to collapse and distort. He struck with his full force from the very start; such was Huo Xingluo’s attitude toward battle.

Furthermore, a layer of black radiance began to coat the walls of the Azure Dragon Palace, continuously spreading as if to turn the entire azure palace into black.

The Dark Demon Tribe, the Blood Demon Tribe, and the Golden Tribe were all royal lineages among the subterranean demons, possessing peerless power. The Dark Demon Tribe moved with eerie unpredictability and were the natural nemesis of both humans and demons, capable of devouring souls and cultivating their own primordial spirits to enhance their power. The supernatural abilities displayed by those two arms looked very much like the methods of the Dark Demon Tribe.

"What kind of treasure-hunting missions are available? Preferably those with high difficulty and great rewards," Ye Feng asked, feeling that treasure-hunting missions were the easiest way to find valuable items.

Tonight, the monks on duty had finished their shifts and clocked out, and the other staff in the scenic area had gone home to rest. In the guardhouse, two old security guards watched a TV drama, unaware that a faint sound had suddenly risen within Jun Mountain, yet it failed to cause even a ripple.

Hua Bin ate until his mouth was slick with grease; this meal was incredibly sumptuous. The pig had been slaughtered that morning and stewed in a wood-fired pot all morning; the bones were tender and the meat fragrant. There was also roe deer, wild pheasant, and the purest wild mushrooms. This meal would have cost thousands in the city, but the most luxurious dish on the table was a famous Northeast specialty: raw vegetables served with dipping sauce.

At present, Liu Yao still trusted Taishi Ci, feeling that if rumors were suddenly spreading about Taishi Ci at such a sensitive time, it was likely a scheme by Lu Bu.

Xia Yingyu stopped eating after she was about seventy or eighty percent full. On one hand, it was a long-held habit; on the other, she wanted Zhao Nuanyue to come over and have some breakfast while the food was still warm.

Adenos knew that governing a country required wisdom and order, but ruling one did not; all he needed was power. The moment he seized control of the army and possessed a legion of high-level ghouls, the entire situation in the Mara Kingdom began to tilt in his favor.

Ji Xuan noticed that Xu Mei was acting strangely, but the mention of having something to ask her made Ji Xuan feel quite curious.

Of course, Jian Li knew clearly in his heart that the reason he could open two meridians at once this time was primarily due to Hong’er’s fruit, and secondly, because clearing the Yin and Yang Heel Vessels was much easier than clearing the Ren and Du meridians.

But the Huang family was, after all, her former clan; Huang Yueying simply could not bring herself to refrain from pleading on their behalf.

Wang Buxu hurried off the bed to fetch a mirror. He took a flashlight and looked at his reflection; although the light was dim, he could see that his face had become much fairer. What was going on? Wang Buxu cast his gaze toward Er Qiao.

"Junior Brother Fire Dragon? Could it be the Fire Dragon Immortal..." Thinking of the Heaven-Escaping Sword Technique in the ruins, Ren Qinglian could not help but feel suspicious.

My unlucky brother-in-law gave me a particularly resentful look and said, "It’s not your own flesh and blood being carved out, so you don’t know what pain is, right?"

Qian Kun also liked this young girl; she was polite and sensible, unlike many children of her age nowadays who didn't know their own worth, couldn't distinguish right from wrong, and followed others in reckless antics.

Gu Jinjin couldn't help but feel distressed. Since things had reached this point, all she could do was prevent her parents from seeing the truth; at the very least, she couldn't let them worry about her.

She just hadn't expected Lin Chuchu to be so bold! And so thick-skinned! Not only did she dare to ask him for it, but she opened her mouth and demanded it as a gift.

In this current time and space, the market for instant noodles was far from the massive decline that Fang Tianjiu had seen in his previous life, where major companies were withdrawing one after another.

Luo Yangyang sat in the passenger seat, feeling the cold wind whistling past, and still felt that this information was somewhat surreal.

The public now knew that Fang Tianjiu’s original surname was Zhao. It was only after he and his mother were abandoned by Zhao Zhongjian that he took his mother Fang Xiru’s surname. This situation was rare in the country, and yet he had now entered the genealogy of the Fang family in Youde Village with such fanfare.

The patient’s vitality was gradually fading. This injection wouldn't be of much use, and the blood continued to flow.

A flurry of hurried footsteps, accompanied by the frequent clanking of armor, came from outside the tent. The tent flap was lifted, and it was the Deputy Envoy who walked in.

Nanxi was completely stunned by his image and roared, "Who gave you permission to eat watermelon?!" As she shouted, she sprayed watermelon juice everywhere.

Feeling this behemoth gradually begin to "come to life," Qin Ming’s heart stirred instantly, and he took a deep breath.

Liu Shengnan was deeply loved by the people in the stockade. Recently, Scar and Liu Shengnan had brought endless benefits to the village, and the people were even more grateful to them.

Seeing Old Zhang and Shi Xin, the cheers became even more enthusiastic. After another round of autographs and photos, the two of them were escorted back to their apartment by the crowd.

Because she was fat, her features were bunched together. With her hair pulled back and her body leaning forward, the corners of her eyes were stretched high. Her entire face was distorted, yet she laughed frantically, looking truly hideous.

Song Nanlin watched with extreme anxiety. At this moment, she no longer believed the wild thoughts she’d had along the way. If there were really other matters, could her brother be this calm?

Most of the fans in the stands had become die-hard supporters of the two Brazilians, with only a few still insisting on cheering for Dong Zhe.

She had abandoned the treasures of the Crown Prince’s mansion, yet she brought these things out alone—what did that signify?

However, as a path for commoners to rise, the Card Maker profession operated on typical jungle rules: the weak are prey to the strong, the strong are respected, and the victor takes all. In every branch of the Card Maker Association in this world, every president, without exception, was the strongest among them.

The Villarreal goalkeeper Asenjo quickly got up and rushed toward the goal, kicking the ball into the net in a fit of rage. Gabriel clutched his head in pain and remained motionless on the spot.