Chapter 272: Leave of Absence Request

Leave of Absence Request

When Chu Fan came to his senses and squinted, he discovered that the bastard who had ambushed him was the sole survivor from the valley.

On the fifteenth of the first month, the moon is round; the glutinous rice balls in the pot are round; the happy family is round; the joyful days are round; the sweet love is round; the whole family is happily reunited; career is round, studies are round, dreams are round; through all four seasons, everything is perfectly whole.

A large number of boxes floated in the air inside the hall; Xue Huaijin looked at these familiar boxes and frowned at his master.

The fat man's boning knife stopped spinning and was now held firmly in his hand, tapping aimlessly at the air, his expression growing grim.

With too many eyes around, neither of them felt like discussing the details of their training expedition here, so they listened as other disciples chatted idly about distant lands.

Although Zhou Wei's skin had turned to stone, his strength had not increased; thus, his several punches against Meng Qi only caused pain, not injury.

Her long hair shimmered faintly with silvery light; Lan Lan walked toward the photo, hoping to see it more clearly.

The cave was not very long; Meng Qi walked for nearly ten minutes before seeing the exit leading outside. He glanced back from afar, took a deep breath, and stepped through the opening.

"Hey, it's her, it's definitely Tao Ge! Hey, Tao Ge!" Luo Xinlin spotted the boy-like figure in jeans behind the counter of the second-floor club.

Linghu Jie is the future heir of the Linghu family, and surely there are elite guards from the Linghu family secretly protecting him; killing Linghu Jie is not an easy task for Chu Han.

Because Luo Shi had emphasized several times that time was tight, Li Wu simply explained briefly that he might transform into the Divine Clan's Chong Li and accompany Luo Shi on a journey, then said nothing more and exited the game.

The Destroyers may view information on the dimensional battlefield themselves and may place various markers to warn or caution later arrivals against entering.

Good, at least we can make up for this loss and even grind a bit more game points; judging by this, one hundred thousand game points probably won't be enough.

It was her first time dining in such a setting; she found it too unfamiliar, smiled and nodded slightly, which served as her greeting.

Zhou Yu was too proud and aloof, Lü Meng lacked strategy and foresight, Lu Xun was arrogant with his talent; each had obvious flaws, so their fates were all poor: Zhou Yu was driven to death by Zhuge Liang's provocation, Lü Meng was silenced by Sun Quan after killing Guan Yu, and Lu Xun died of depression after being drawn into the succession struggle.

Although Han Xuan and the others were tempted, they still could not bring themselves to open the city gates and surrender immediately; after all, no real battle had yet taken place—what if they could win? Then they would preserve their status as local emperors.

The flying mantis's scythe-like arms crossed again in a diagonal strike, but this time the blades carried martial energy.

Especially at the Elite Peak level, most trainers can achieve brief mental communion with their Pokémon during battle.

After Tang the Elder left the palace, he went straight to his uncle in the Wang family and recounted everything that had happened at the imperial banquet.

A jumble of thoughts flooded his mind—unexplained sorrow, grief; the words the "Sin" had spoken to him in the last game echoed again in his ears, and along with them came thoughts of Lu Ce.

Thinking of this, Chu Ling felt anticipation for the upcoming visit to the Shouhuang Palace; he knew that this imperial procession to the Shouhuang Palace would surely bring more events.

Surprised as he was, Shi An had excellent instincts—he immediately pulled out cigarettes and offered them to Jiang Rui, smiling as he lit one for him.

The number one expert of Jiangzhou had been rendered powerless before Jiang Sheng, his legs crippled—Jiang Sheng's strength was terrifying indeed.

Not to mention the man sitting beside him, Lu Changxun, who had been eliminated earlier.

The voice was the same, but this time the iron man did not appear—only the mechanical tone accompanied the text that materialized on the wall.

Long Xiaoxia made a token struggle before lowering her head and responding passionately, her tongue already out.

"This top-tier teleportation gate can reach every corner of the Yuanqiu Continent. Its transit path is wide enough to accommodate a thousand-man army," Zhang Huanfeng boasted.

As each second passed, the surrounding temperature dropped abruptly and without warning, the air thickening with a cold, malevolent aura.

"Nuan Nuan, you really do have an uncle," Jiang Wei pulled Su Nannuan into Song Ping's office and told her a story he'd heard from her mother, Chen Qiaolan.

I drove slowly, gently toward her home; the whole way was silent, no one spoke; the night breeze blew softly, cool against the skin.

"Change of ownership? What does that mean? Gao Yu, are you giving her away?" Li Shaojie blinked in surprise.

She leaned closer and saw that although the black and white stones surrounded each other, neither side had two eyes, and neither could capture the other—this was called "mutual life," or a stalemate.

Zhang Niujiao was focused solely on chasing Chen Dao's opening and failed to notice the ambush by Chen Dao's personal guards. Twenty armor-piercing triangular arrows pierced the air, "passed through" Zhang Niujiao's armor, and warmly greeted him.

Luo Yiyi's face darkened at Ning Baobei's words, as if she wanted to fight her to the death.

"Good heavens, is that her?" Su Man could not believe the person before her was Ning Baobei.

Damn, how cruel—brother killing brother! This kind of thing is hard to imagine happening to anyone, yet it's my own cousin.

"I'm surprised—and even shaken—that so many media friends have come to attend the press conference for my company," I said.

Su Nannuan watched Chen Qiaolan bustling about arranging a room for her, feeling an indescribable warmth; yet every time she tried to ask about Duan Chengyu, Chen Qiaolan changed the subject.

But even so, Ying Gao ended up with only the mysterious official from Xianyang mentioned by Dong Xi and a pile of bamboo slips—Dong Xi had received the mission, but of everything else—even the well-trained assassins who tried to kill Ying Gao—Dong Xi knew nothing.

Seeing Shi Lingyan's smile, Mu Hua's expression gradually softened; now he only wanted to cast reason aside and act purely on instinct—his mind went blank, his lips drawing closer and closer to Shi Lingyan.