25 Zombie Experience Card 25

Seeing Kong Mo distracted while clutching his exam paper, Yu Qing snatched it from his hands. At the same time, Su Mu gripped his Flame Blade Candle Shadow tightly, fully prepared to unleash that sky-incinerating inferno.

"Exactly! Exactly, it's just a legend, it shouldn't be taken seriously," Ying'er chimed in, her bright eyes blinking with curiosity as she looked at Dean Huang.

Even if they didn't move, it wouldn't matter; they could just continue to investigate slowly. Eventually, they would dig up enough evidence, as a paper wall cannot contain fire.

Among the audience, there were inevitably veterans who had played this game before. Seeing Chu Yan choose the hard mode, seemingly unaware of the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, they didn't hesitate to mock him mercilessly in the comments.

Others might not know the old man's true identity, but as the Su siblings, who were residing here as hostages from another kingdom, it was impossible for them not to be aware of the man named Adrian.

The two seemed to have no connection, which left Ci deeply puzzled. Could there be a third force on this planet? He cast the thought aside. For the solar system to have birthed three intelligent races was already defying the heavens; to have a fourth was simply too fantastical.

"Junior Sister Eleven! Are you here to learn the 'Mystical Sword Formation'?" Fifth Senior Brother Liang Qingshan called out from afar.

With no other choice and unable to find anyone to play with, Chu Yan had to regretfully abandon his plans to continue live-streaming PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

Suddenly, the suffocating sensation vanished. Qin Wu felt as if he had become a fish in the water; the sensation of choking dissipated, and he found he could breathe freely underwater.

Duan Yuntu inserted his precious sword along the seams of the bricks and pulled outward; with a few swift motions, he pried open the sealed masonry. He gave it a gentle push, and the bricks tumbled down, revealing a hole half a person's height.

Kou Zhong looked back and saw Tai Xuan walking out from the inner hall, followed by Xu Ziling on the left and Fang Xuanling on the right. It was Tai Xuan who had just spoken.

***

Now, the ones tasked with defending against Li Qingshan were Terry and David Luiz. Terry felt increasingly out of his depth when facing Li Qingshan.

Just then, a mist of blue light drifted over. Everyone scrambled to dodge; Luo Shiyi attempted to disperse it with a gust of wind, but unexpectedly, the blue mist scattered without disappearing.

The Wushou Ghost looked at the Wulu Ghost, knowing that what Duan Yuntu said was the truth, and for a moment, he hesitated.

Han Yun’s pupils constricted slightly. According to what Long had said, that seal should have belonged to a Dao Ancestor-level powerhouse from the Western World. But how did a powerhouse from the Western World manage to enter the Xuanling Continent?

"Sir, perhaps I should send you to the hospital for a check-up. That would be for the best," the manager said after a moment of hesitation, finally voicing his inner thoughts.

Chen Qi, however, shifted his gaze to the void ahead, where a dense pile of equipment had burst forth.

Qin Feihe lunged forward, reaching the pair and grabbing the iron chains in their hands, only to wrap them back around the guards themselves. In the blink of an eye, the two guards were bound together.

The leader, a long-bearded old Daoist, was unimaginably powerful—the strongest of the three, the Heavenly Azure Ancestor. He practiced a poison art, and his entire body was covered in virulent sores. Multicolored pustules dotted his skin, and one could feel a chilling cold and the corrosive, poisonous aura from far away.

"If you truly want to make delicious egg tarts, very well. Prepare them for me two more times. If you can earn my approval, I will point out exactly where you are lacking. Otherwise... forget it," Bu Fang said.

"Brother Ye Hao, where have you been these past few days?" As soon as Ye Hao arrived at the Bai residence, he saw Bai Yun'er greeting him.

Should I wake up Xu Qingying and have her sleep in my bed? Thinking about it, I decided against it. Who knows how long she had been asleep? Looking at her focused expression, I suspected she was just enjoying her dreams.

"No one! Just a friend calling while watching a match. It’s quite noisy over there at the competition venue!" Li Qingshan didn't tell Feng Yuchen that the people on the other end were from the Ju Xia Lou, fearing that it might distract him.

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"Step back! You are no match for this black energy!" It was only after clashing with the black energy that the Purple Heaven God Emperor realized its immense power.

Tohsaka Tokiomi was well aware of why Feng Yuchen had not made a decision. If it were him, he would have refused long ago; hiding behind the scenes to reap the benefits was the act of a smart person.

Fine, aren't you two siblings? Being intimate shouldn't be a problem, right? You're siblings, after all. I didn't want it to end like this, Qingli, but you forced my hand. You have only yourself to blame for all of this.

"What does that mean? Bernard? Is Bell's father a city hero?" Tae-ho asked, confused.

Jabbar finally made his decision: to hide on this mountain ridge and observe the situation in Andorhal.

"Save some for me!" Feng Yuchen rushed to the table, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and popped a slice of cucumber into his mouth.

I was just about to say that I wanted you dead when Tang Chuanxiu pressed down on my shoulders. I knew he was using that action to tell me not to speak from now on. I clenched my fists until I felt my nails digging into my flesh, and only when the piercing pain surged through me did I regain my composure.

My anger flared to the top of my head. I had had enough of such topics, so I gathered the quilt from the bed and left the bedroom for the guest room. Zhan Dong sat on the bed, having been on the receiving end of my outburst for no reason. He wanted to say something, but the words died on his lips, and he held his tongue.

I played the part of a qualified stranger, wrapping my turbulent thoughts so tightly that he could never pull any burning secrets from my feigned coldness.