30 Zombie Experience Card 30

"You're holding on so tight, I can't even draw my sword!" Sun Yan felt the sharp pain from behind and shook his head helplessly.

On Liu Hao's fair skin, a golden speck of light the size of a fingernail could be clearly seen traveling from his mouth and throat, all the way down into his stomach.

Of course, although arrangements had been made regarding Sha Feihong, Li Jinlian did not leave immediately, as Yang Fan had invited him into his room.

Guo Yue stood up in a hurry, filled with respect, looking toward the other person with a gaze tinged with awe and trepidation.

After everyone exchanged greetings and briefly confirmed the terms of the alliance, everything was settled.

No, it wasn't that something was wrong with her; it must have been designed by Gu Fan. That lecherous man—he must have done it on purpose.

"I'll handle this! I'll certainly make the most reasonable arrangements based on the free time they've provided," Cheng Shumeng said with a hint of excitement.

Murong Yan, who was helping to tend the fire, sat behind the stove. Not only were her eyes streaming with tears from the smoke, but she had also nearly set the kitchen on fire.

After a short but fierce battle, both Ming Yi and Blood Demon Wuji were wounded. Ming Yi’s reckless, life-risking attacks had inflicted heavy injuries on Blood Demon Wuji, yet at this moment, the latter wore a smile.

She wanted to know what memories were stored within this memory seed, and she also wanted to know if the person who wrote the letter was her mother.

A sword of mental energy condensed within the vast sea of consciousness, slashing toward the Black Fly King’s weak, candle-like spirit.

Li Wei smiled, ignored Alice, drew his sword, and—under Akang’s complex gaze—gradually slipped into the rainy night, passing through the basement level and entering the underground pipe network, disappearing from all surveillance views.

Cherry dared not delay any longer. Resolutely making up her mind, she called out and took the lead, stepping out of the courtyard.

Huo Siyue walked upstairs. Watching his intimidation-based parenting, Fu Yao couldn't help but frown.

"Nina, this isn't in accordance with the sect's rules. Even if I agreed, Zhang Fan might not. You shouldn't ask for his opinion to see if he's willing to join our Immortal Herb Sect?" The Taoist said with a face full of smiles.

Only he knew clearly that this was the only way to ensure Huo Chengshan wouldn't do anything to Fu Yao.

Qiu Zishi was the strongest among them. Since even he had been defeated in a single move, it was clear that the rest of them were powerless to resist.

This included harsh conditions such as surrendering their tribe's grain, offering up their people as captives, and ceding parts of their territory—anything as long as the Han army did not annihilate them as they had done to previous tribes, and as long as they didn't let their own people behead their leaders and clansmen.

"It should be. Outside, it’s chaos—too many people, too many bullets, and the energy field is unstable. The Thai secret arts shouldn't be able to hold up for long. Snow Eagle and the others have already escaped," another mid-stage Transformation Realm expert said happily.

Hearing this, Baili Fenghuo frowned again, weighing the pros and cons. He hadn't expected Chu Yang to have a foothold in the Central Continent, which was teeming with experts; this showed how formidable the man was.

This was Long Xuan's own choice. She did not regret it and never would. She was just a little worried—the longer time passed, the more she feared something terrible was about to happen.

Luffy feigned anxiety, pacing back and forth in the room, then suddenly stopped and let out a long sigh.

"The batch of futures the gentleman transferred to your name will be settled soon, amounting to about 300 million," Ah Jiu said from the side.

Ni Yexin felt that Hero Murong would definitely not let her into the room again; it was truly distressing.

Forgive me for leaving in this way at the end, for I cannot watch you weep before me. Some rational things I can say to your face, but some affectionate words I can never utter.

With a thunderous roar, Xing Mie struck. The force of his all-out punch shook the entire space-time, possessing the power to destroy the headquarters of the World Alliance.

The finance manager position is not necessarily grand in title, but it controls the economic lifeline of the entire Gu family; it is a pivotal role.

This time, Gu Zixuan did not bother with pleasantries toward Feng Chengjin. She grabbed her jogging clothes, ducked into the changing room to put them on, and then carried Demon downstairs.

"Praise the Milk Emperor! The Milk Bottle Emperor's strength is unfathomable; he is our guardian deity..." Uncle Jett said with a look of piety.

"I never said that. He is simply hopeless—unteachable, truly unteachable," Dean Yuzi said.

She was clearly the one who had done wrong; why should Shui Han be the one to help her bear all the dire consequences?

"Then I like Bian Gu. Can you bring him to me?" Shui You said, half-jokingly.

After receiving his instruction, Yuan Li stepped forward and, led by Snow, walked into the spatial gate.

During this time, Xiao Ran thought of Gan Tang's appearance almost every day. Although they had only met twice, Xiao Ran knew he had fallen for her.

Shui You pouted and crawled out of Bian Gu's embrace. Even if it was the consequence of her own prank, she should be the one to taste it, shouldn't she? Besides, this was the outcome he had wanted anyway.

At first, he had thought about coming over—not to save Shui You, but to save the poor man who had provoked her.

In this Professional Hall, all hundred-plus people had been photographed. Finally, the Earth's Special Command Center analyzed the photos and compiled the statistics.

She was slightly stunned and looked toward the balcony. Gu Xidong was smoking and talking on the phone. His voice was lowered so much that it was impossible to hear clearly.

Covering her lips with one hand, she let the tears of emotion slide down, her eyes trembling as she looked at Cao Ruoxi.

Ling Luoqi suddenly laughed aloud. Though the sound was as crisp and pleasant as silver bells, it made one perceive something ominous and dangerous.