Chapter 36: Stealing My Panda's Bamboo Shoots?!

When the police received the call to apprehend two thieves, the three officers involved thought nothing of it; such assignments were routine to them. However, the moment they pushed the door open, every one of them shouted internally: "Good heavens!"

Before them, a ferocious-looking man lay pinned under the hooves of a wild boar, which was engaged in what appeared to be an unspeakable, mating-like act.

Good heavens, they had seen people riding pigs before, but today they had truly seen a pig riding a man!

As for the other one—

"Enough, don't ask anymore. The matter is in the past now. Uncle-Master Liu said that Junior Sister can only recover slowly, so we should focus on our cultivation." Wang Yueru forced a smile as she looked at them, then pulled Li Qi onto the platform to sit cross-legged, falling silent.

Pang Lu, having just appeared, did not deploy any long-range techniques or cloud artifacts. Instead, he flew forward and, at the critical moment, thrust both palms against the wall of the protective array barrier.

The opponent in this match against Lei Liang was from Zhengyang Peak, one of the youths who had joined the Chuyun Sect at the same time as him, named Lang Xing.

Regrets could wait; the situation was too urgent for Ye Zhuo to be distracted. What gave Ye Zhuo a slight sense of relief was that Hua Yang was not paying attention to his side; he was holding several magic talismans and channeling his true energy, seemingly intent on completely suppressing the Eight-Eyed Spider.

"The mission says killing these creatures yields treasure chests, right? How will we divide them?" Wang Hou said, clutching his bow and arrows.

Finally, based on their investigation, they determined that these stones were buried underground within an area of roughly fifty square meters. Judging by their flatness and height, it was highly likely that they were a single, unified, large flat surface.

First, through his own personal experiment, he confirmed that Murong Kun's potion was genuine. This meant Yan'er could be saved. Although it wouldn't completely break Murong Yingxue's control, it could at least provide some relief, buying more time for the Prophet and Senior Mei Wanli to find a solution.

"It's fine for now, but until we figure out the purpose of this bead, we had better not hand it over to the Dragon Bone. It would be disastrous if we were to violate the commands of those Guardian Deities," Ying Jian said, looking at the Blood Orb floating inside the glass bottle.

The air fell into absolute silence. Under this stifling atmosphere, Ying Jian nodded silently.

A mother cannot bear to hear others speak ill of her child. Bai Huanzhi had endured it at the hospital, but now that Bai Yanzhi was saying such things again, she found it impossible to speak to him normally.

After Shentu Haolong joined the fray, the battle became essentially one-sided. Although Satan was unwilling, he eventually gave the order to retreat.

He did not walk as far as Gongsun Linglong had earlier. The moonlight in the sky was bright and clear, casting tree shadows and stone shapes that looked bizarre and grotesque, as if from a primordial age.

"Youyou, do you still plan on going abroad?" Luo Leyang looked at Yan You's gaunt cheeks. She must have had a hard time these past two years.

She was capable of formulating so many skincare products that were beneficial to the skin; naturally, she possessed her own unique brilliance. If it were someone like Jin Nanfeng, they probably would have used such skills to make money and build a larger business long ago.

The week after Song Yuyan returned, he was very busy, but it was a different kind of busy. Before, he would often work late into the night, but now he always returned on time to have dinner with her.

As the head of the Xu family, he was a man whose words held absolute weight—a figure whose mere stomp could make Jinling tremble. In all of Jinling, those who dared to offend him could be counted on one hand, and those who dared to insult him in public likely did not exist at all.

I hadn't even figured out my father's game plan before he had already killed the conversation. I was left completely bewildered, but my mother, who obeyed my father's every word, simply grabbed me and walked away.