29 Zombie Experience Card 29

Therefore, when Li Rui issued a challenge to Jin Xuanshang, these people spontaneously organized themselves and came before the Five-Tree Gate.

"In the Phoenix Luan Palace." It was not Yin Luoxuan who answered her question, but the eunuch beside him.

The Holy Light family's massive expenditure this time was not only reflected in the deployment of their mechanical legion but also in the fact that they had opened up the B-model of the Holy Light Chariots, which they had always kept tightly under wraps. Although it was only the B-model, one could discern the whole from a glimpse. It was clear that the secrets of the Holy Light Chariots could no longer be kept.

From her words, he could also hear that Sheng Shi loved her deeply, and throughout this relationship, it was she who had been coy and unwilling to admit it.

Murong Yinzhu had not summoned the Dark Night Magic Qi for a very long time, as his spiritual power was now unique, possessing a dantian-like existence at the center of his eyebrows.

Yun Duoduo’s hand paused. A rebellion? Did that mean the Emperor was about to meet his end? Did it mean that Murong Che would, at best, be exiled, or at worst, be forced to commit suicide by the new Emperor? Did it mean the Yun family was destined to be purged?

Jun Wuxie suddenly clamped one hand onto the back of Luo Qingchen’s head, and his slightly pale lips pressed firmly against her softness.

As she spoke, Luo Yu’s aura grew increasingly imposing, her grievance turning into aggression; she looked determined to make Jun Wuxie provide an explanation.

However, just at this moment, she discovered an abnormal protrusion under the stone bed where Nangong Lin had been lying. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a hidden compartment.

"You are a little different today." Shangguan Honglie looked Feng Yufei up and down for a long time before stating this with certainty.

He walked for a while and found himself in the center of a vast mountain range. Nearby, mountains stretched endlessly, and most of the trees were over a hundred zhang tall, their leaves a dark green. The mountains rose into the clouds, their peaks invisible. The sky was not blue, but a pale gold, which was quite miraculous.

"Don't listen to Zhao Yiding's nonsense. He’s spouting rubbish that Luo Feng isn't Luo Ze's biological son!" An Shubao’s voice came over with disdain, causing both Luo Feng and Luo Ze to blush deeply.

At the same time, she thought of Ye Chen. She did not understand why Ye Chen, knowing this situation, did not explain it to her beforehand, and why he did not clarify it to the Second Elder and Silver Granny afterward.

Beneath that golden tide, a boy less than 1.3 meters tall sat quietly.

The Tree of Life grew increasingly robust, its heaven-defying body becoming more massive. Boundless vitality overflowed as if it could not be contained, yet an aura of sorrow lingered persistently. Growing by absorbing the life of its people, it wept blood, and green light flowed across its trunk, merging into the earth along with the surging magical energy.

This was also to prevent some people from making big moves and causing trouble while the Xianyang Palace guards were at their weakest.

Wang Tianjun said, "Brother Zhao, that’s too severe. After all, the imperial court hasn't done anything heinous. Besides, the court is Brother Zhao’s family business; I wouldn't dare to point fingers in front of you."

"What’s wrong? Has your injury flared up again?" Seeing her curl up in pain, Ye Chen hurried forward and asked with concern.

"I don't think so. The Great Buddha being here might just be a coincidence," Jin Er said thoughtfully.

The shot was sudden and powerful. The goalkeeper, Abbiati, barely had time to react; he had only just begun to crouch for a save when the ball flew into the net.

Jiang Mu got straight to the point, leaving the players with no face. The players were unconvinced, yet they had no choice but to accept it. Facts speak louder than words; no matter what they said, they were behind on the scoreboard. If the match were only 45 minutes long, they would be losers right now.

"Yes!" the communications officer replied without looking back. Realizing the gravity of the situation, he vanished in a flash.

"That's right, fireflies. These insects are very common. I want you to take the money and go fifty miles outside Handan City to buy them—preferably in remote areas. One firefly for one knife coin. Come back when you run out of money. Here is twenty gold, keep it safe." As Zhao Kuo spoke, he handed them the gold he had prepared.

Having received Zhao Kuo’s praise, Zhao Ya was overjoyed, feeling that the hard work of the entire morning was well worth it. She was sure she would outshine the others later.

The Wind-Driving Slope was a desolate place in Shangjing, with no human habitation for miles. The grass grew to waist-height, and it was a famous site for mass graves.

As for the Vietnamese army, they seemed to have fire support from two other heights, making it seem easy to launch a counterattack on Height 417 and take it back.

What puzzled Zhao Kuo was that Lian Liru kept turning corners and wouldn't stop walking, though he didn't know what trick she was playing. He thought it was just as well, as it would avoid having spectators while he taught her a lesson, which would affect his reputation—even though he didn't have much of a reputation left to speak of.

"Whether you care about what I do is none of your business! My affairs have nothing to do with you!" Lin Yilan said discontentedly. "I’m leaving work early today." With that, she walked quickly toward the backstage.

The waiter’s mind was filled with wild thoughts as he watched Annie lying motionless in Zhao Wuji’s arms. Not knowing what he was thinking, his expression suddenly changed.

They planned to use drum beats to string together most of the songs on this album, creating an atmosphere of slaughter and bloodshed.

Although this top-grade red arsenic was not strictly necessary for Ruoxin, because it was more effective than ordinary red arsenic, Bai Rong, who treated Ruoxin’s words as law, went against her wishes on this matter every year, no matter how much Ruoxin tried to stop her.

The tone of the Prince of Ning carried a hint of intrigue, making one wonder what kind of schemes he was harboring.

Could she, having shed tears, truly escape the unshakable truth of the Death Realm that had persisted for countless years: for a native, to shed tears is to meet one's end.

"Yu Zichen always likes to scare you. Why do you still like sticking to him so much?" Qing Rang kindly refrained from saying the word "toad."

Moreover, Mr. Bai knew clearly in his heart that Ou Ge was actually very slow when it came to feelings. Even now, she might not have realized what kind of intentions that foreigner had toward her.

Sami truly loved music. Even time could not erase the rock-and-roll youth in his bones. In his thirties, he still wore a ponytail. Though there were more wrinkles around his eyes, it didn't affect his handsomeness or his gentle temperament.

Then, the people behind watched as Lin Xiao, after having his shoulders embraced by Sa Du for only a short while, swayed and stumbled as if about to fall, all of them feeling somewhat perplexed.

The Taotie had lost nine-tenths of its intelligence, with only a sliver of consciousness remaining regarding the Qingluan—a memory it could not forget. Only when feelings reached such depths could this happen; to retain even a sliver of consciousness under such powerful demonic erosion was already a miracle.

Feeling uneasy, Jin Guangyan nonetheless hung up the phone decisively. Even though there were many concerns and worries in his heart, he reminded himself to stay calm. The most important thing right now was the ailing Yan Xiaoxiao, and Jin Guangyan returned to the bedroom.