Volume One, Chapter 49: Shen Ruzhi, I, Wang Yaoyao, Have Returned

Zhang Chuchu’s scream startled everyone, and only then did they notice a crowd surging into the room. Chaos erupted at once. As the only two girls, Zhang Chuchu and Shen Congyue became the main targets of the attackers’ blows.

“Ah! Who hit me? Damn it!”

Though Chiyan had committed countless evil deeds in the three million years of his past, he had done nothing wrong for the last two thousand. Why, then, after being betrayed and abandoned by all, must he still suffer the agony of having his heart dug out before dying so miserably?

Her howl was like that of a wounded beast, and she longed to tear Luo Qingyue apart with her bare hands.

Although a deep discomfort lingered in her heart, at least it confirmed that his kindness toward her last night had a purpose—he was not secretly plotting anything with Mo Zihan.

As soon as she saw her father arrive, Nan Xiaoyan instantly stretched out her arms, begging to be picked up. “Daddy, hug, hug…” Compared to her mother, she preferred her father, for he always listened to her.

These recipes had been painstakingly collected by humans over the past decades and were precious treasures in this apocalyptic era.

Wasn’t he supposed to marry Ming in five days? Why would he come to her room now instead of preparing for the wedding?

Many of those working here were dressed in black hooded garments, blending in so seamlessly they drew no attention at all.

“It’s nothing, just a little incident tonight,” Jun Wuxie replied, his tone light and untroubled.

“The enemy is here!” With these words, the already tense air in Monterey became even more strained.

“I didn’t know the commissioner was coming—please forgive me for not welcoming you from afar!” Xue Long immediately snapped a perfect United Army salute and forced himself to put on a decent smile, though his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

Just as I gripped the pestle tightly and prepared to charge forward again, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.

The current intensive training focused mainly on physical fitness, with twenty kilometers of loaded cross-country running every morning and afternoon.

Her child was certainly not inferior to Leilei; it wasn’t that she hadn’t given birth to a genius, but rather that she hadn’t had Teacher Ning at the time.

He had not wanted to mix with those departments so early, but since they already had their eyes on him, it was better to handle matters proactively than to wait passively.

Because his opponent was so formidable, he needed to conserve his strength and ensure he could face Chen Letian in top form.

The Wheels watched as the two people ahead leapt onto rooftops and vanished between buildings. No matter how they chased, the gap only widened, and they could only watch helplessly as the two disguised as Mario gradually disappeared from sight.

“I’ll go up,” Youran said, telling Xiufeng Ranyu to find a safe spot. Though the three had not fought together for long, Youran could already integrate Xiufeng Ranyu perfectly into their battle formation. He himself sat at a table ten places away from Ximen Jue, observing the situation as it developed.

But now, Chu Ci and his companions were so ruthless in their attacks that even if Difuni wanted to escape, it was utterly impossible.

Yuan Shoucheng and the others could feel a terrifying sword energy rampaging inside their bodies like a wild horse, uncontrollable and fierce.

“How… how did you know?” Xuantian’s face shifted from pale to green and back again.

“Could it be because of that line from ‘What the Child Does Not Speak’ just now?” Hong Yi wondered to himself.

The family’s secret martial technique only recorded the method of cultivation, but gave no details of the expected reactions or signs at each stage. How could he have anything to reference?

Meanwhile, those from Qingcheng and Emei were caught within fire and cloud, shaken by divine thunder until they swayed unsteadily. Though the watery clouds shielding them had not yet been shattered, the disciples hidden within could not hold their ground, drifting aimlessly amid a thousand blazing flames and countless points of silver light.