Chapter 287

Leaving the teahouse where I met Fang Yuan, I drove through the deep night toward the "Empty City" music restaurant; by the time I arrived, most diners had left, leaving only a few tables still sipping beer and eating fiery hotpots, so the air had lost its original scent.

The barrier formed by Mo Chenfeng, under the force of that ferocious and violent power, could not hold for even a moment—fine cracks appeared on its surface, ready to shatter at any instant.

A sound of a tricycle approaching came from nearby along the riverbank, where a large stretch of land was used to grow watermelons; in the eighth month of the human world, it was watermelon season, and farmers had to live in the fields to guard their crops.

But they were astonished to find that the post claiming "I'm so hot" had vanished without explanation, replaced by gossip about some second-tier celebrities.

Zi Yan still wanted to try again, but the time limit of the mutated Soul-Transference Fruit had expired; she had no time to prepare and was instantly returned to her own body. She quickly lay motionless on the ground, determined not to let Yi Tong discover she was the one who had just controlled him.

My condition isn't good today; this plot is a major turning point, so I won't risk compromising quality by forcing an update. Two chapters today, but the missed ones will definitely be made up.

"Blabbering nonsense!" Qin Shuai slapped each of the two fake Daoists four hard slaps across the face—these days, even highway robbers falsely accused people, putting immense pressure on good folks like Qin Shuai.

He felt he had somehow grasped something from it, so he ignored everything else and immediately resumed studying the technique with Fang Qing and Wang Jun.

"This might even let me change my class," Bai Ling thought; her husband didn't need her to worry about other things, but her level was capped—she couldn't even continue playing.

Yi Yang's willpower was stronger than the Grizzlies imagined—he was a true clutch player. They had faced off five times, and the Grizzlies had already been defeated by Yi Yang twice at critical moments.

"These two are siblings? That complicates things," Ford immediately sensed the situation had grown more complex.

With simulated skin, cosmetic surgery, and maintenance elixirs, her appearance had frozen at her early twenties; Shan Lan had implanted over a dozen custom cybernetics, and her bodily functions were even better than in her youth.

The two arrived at the village entrance, where all of Tian Gang Sect were still waiting; Li Cunfeng immediately stepped forward, offering to take the clay pot from Du Ziyuan.

"Song Young Master's cultivation has reached an unprecedented height!" Mei Jue remained silent in awe; it was already astonishing that Wudang had produced Zhang Wuji, a youth capable of holding off masters from the Six Sects.

Only after passing the imperial exams and being appointed to office did he bring out some of his family's younger members.

This behavior ignited the determination of the Canoga Park High Hunters' players on the field; their coach made consecutive substitutions to strengthen central defense, clearly aiming to counter Ethan's newly learned midline power-run route from the All-Star Game.

After emerging from Bai Zhaoju's cave dwelling, Zhang Jingyun still looked reluctant; aside from everything else, the spiritual energy of a fourth-rank cave dwelling was undeniably alluring.

His body flickered and trembled, like a faulty holographic projection, radiating instability.

In football, after a touchdown, the scoring team gets an extra offensive opportunity: a successful kick earns one additional point, another touchdown earns two additional points.

But Hun Tian Star's population was ultimately fixed; sooner or later, this bottleneck would arrive.

After speaking so much, Zhao Zhigang regained consciousness, but years spent bedridden had long since ruined his health—he breathed heavily, lips twitching; Yan Poyue instantly understood, reached over, opened the bedside drawer, and pulled out a file.

"Officer, should we just leave the car here?" the villager stared at the two, scratching his head in confusion.

Dong Yueru and Hong Tu exchanged glances, then simultaneously turned their gazes toward He Lian Xun, whose expression remained perfectly calm; they all knew exactly what Xing Hui was thinking.

Not only Song Donglai, but after their memories were erased, Song Nanfei and others who had once harbored feelings or hostility toward Fang Chen now experienced another shock.

Watching Sun Dahu's menacing stance, the onlookers couldn't help letting out a "booo," but before the sound faded, a dull thud rang out—and Sun Dahu's green brick was shattered into pieces by Zhao Jingdong's bare fist.

They were all gathered around Platform Five; Jiang Ke glanced briefly and saw this was the crowdiest spot—probably because the odds were most balanced.

Although Ye Mu appeared to have made peace, in Ye Chenjun's eyes, Ye Mu had become far quieter than before, seeming to hold no positive attitude toward anything around him, as if forcing himself to face the world.

Zhao Long nodded, tossed away his cigarette, and walked over to Liao Yunqing and Fang Hui, standing in line with them; at once, Lao Wu brought three cups of wine to the three of them.

"It's just a private school—nothing special, just spend some money," was Jiang Ke's inner thought; with enough money, Ji Chang could even become principal if he wanted to open one.

Wei Luo stared at the golden expanse and was startled; Prince Qin Yan had already gone to great lengths to gift her ten gold pieces for her return home—this was already extraordinary. How could Tian Shi, a stranger to her, offer twenty?

The two nearly came to blows right there, and the blood samples were immediately sent to a professional lab for testing.

The kitchen knife had sunk deep into the zombie's skull; the skull was extremely hard, and the blade had lodged itself in some bone, impossible to pull free.