Chapter 28

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Lian Chen did not stay any longer, nor did he ask anything else; he simply wrote down a number, returned to his own room, and closed the door.

This ensured that Su Yang could maintain an absolutely secure environment during the construction of the mecha; otherwise, if things had descended into chaos the moment he began, it would have been disastrous.

Clearly, while Lin Tianhe had made progress during this time, it was not as significant as the growth shown by Lin Buzheng.

When Qin Qianying arrived at the hospital, Yan Jingxi was in a consultation with the doctors. Shen Ruge stood leaning against the wall, the worry on her face not feigned.

To be honest, the others did not place much stock in this transformation plan, feeling that it was like something ethereal and illusory. No one believed it could be effectively supplemented, and they saw no alternative methods available.

Tang Ru and Black Bear had made thorough preparations in advance. Originally, Tang Ru had not wanted to act so soon, hoping to play the long game to catch a bigger fish, but since the other party insisted on scheming against him and pushing him step by step, Tang Ru figured they were simply courting their own destruction.

However, before burying the man, Lin Buzheng followed his usual practice of searching the big man’s body to see if there was anything of value.

If this thermal energy were to enter Mother Xia’s body, it would drive out the coldness within her.

Black Bear was a demon with a very pure lineage, and his true soul was not entirely the same as that of a human, resembling more the primordial spirit cultivated by certain ancient races.

Even so, the appearance of the Cangxuan Sword Sect’s flying ship caused a huge sensation.

Ye Jingyan felt even more heartbroken as he looked at her calm expression. He had suffered a similar injury on his hand once, and even though his wound was shallower than hers, the pain had been excruciating. Yet, she looked at this deep wound as if it were a trivial matter, not even blinking an eye, as if she felt no pain at all.

She chose a bedroom facing the sun. Upon inspection, she found that, apart from a large bed and a wardrobe, the room was empty.

They would ask about her family background through indirect inquiries, deliberately shout at her, and even leer as they encouraged her to join them at nightclubs.

"Shaoyang, don't go, I beg you, don't go, don't leave me. I really love you so much, I can't live without you." Jiaoyue’s tone and attitude were reduced to the dust, tears rolling down her face incessantly.

"She actually has four fourth-tier imperial beasts and two third-tier imperial beasts!!!" The Sixth Prince, Pei Haizheng, sighed in astonishment as he saw the spiritual power shimmering upon them.

Seeing that the situation had turned dire, He Qingfeng immediately tried to slip away, but how could she outmaneuver Hua Mingzhao? In just a couple of moves, she was captured by him.

"It seems the Emperor trusts Cui Yu deeply. But, Your Majesty, have you never suspected that Cui Yu might also be one of Nangong Ce’s people?" Every word Murong Zeyu spoke sounded like casual, idle chatter, yet each one was a probe.

The car stopped at Longji Township only for a moment to buy some food and water, so as not to be thirsty later.

Su Mo’er could ignore others calling her cheap or shameless, but she could not bear to hear the name of the Flame Emperor.

Now, Villarreal had once again broken into the Champions League quarterfinals. The best record in the club's history in European competition was within reach; if they could overcome this hurdle, they would match the club's best Champions League record and earn the right to pursue a new historical milestone.

The crowd burst into laughter again before the scene fell silent. Abarina looked at the familiar faces before him, then opened his arms to embrace them all warmly.

Good grief! Brother Donkey was instantly left in a state of disarray—Damn! Good thing I’m soft, otherwise you might have snapped me in half with that sit!

"I do know, it’s just..." Luo Hao’er hesitated. She wasn't sure if she should reveal Ye Siyu’s identity.

Without even eating breakfast, her uncle drove her straight over, saying that her parents had already prepared food and were just waiting for them to arrive.

But appreciation was one thing; they were on the stage of the World Cup, in a life-or-death battle, and he could not afford even a shred of leniency or hesitation.

He did not know when reinforcements would arrive, but the situation within the city was plain for all to see.

However, the numbers were simply too vast. Even for Morpheus, after so many days of calculation, he had not yet obtained detailed data.

As for the arrogant, youthful sentiment that "a man should not be mocked for being young and poor," he had long since lost it.

Meanwhile, Wu Yanran and Huang Lishui did not order anyone to seize these people, which showed that these individuals carried significant weight.

Zhou Yunfei truly relied on the sharpness of his senses; not only his ears, but his arms and his sense of smell were extremely acute, allowing him to judge the trajectory and timing of Wang Chengfeng’s strikes based on the sound of the wind and the scent in the air.

White clouds like cotton drifted in the sky. Under the bright sun, Xia Yi and the others walked for another stretch. On the road, pedestrians became more numerous; thinking back, this must be the market outside the city that Lanton had mentioned earlier.

As she ascended, everyone’s gaze shifted toward her. She tapped her storage bag, and a long sword appeared. Manipulating the sword, she charged straight at Feng Ziling.

Following a faint sigh, a tall, imposing figure emerged from the dark corridor. The man wore a crimson robe and a purple-gold skull-ghost crown, holding a white jade long sword. He carried himself with grand distinction and was extraordinarily handsome.

Back then, even when Zhao Wuxian had tried to kill him, Lin Yu had dared to strike back; how much less did he fear a mere Fang Yi?

Without pausing for even a second, Qianlong charged directly through the widening gap, and Yang Chong, who had turned back earlier, followed him through the hole.