Chapter 366: If Heaven Does Not Aid Me, Can I Still Hold On?

The Nether Immortal Qin Mu appeared and, surprisingly, sought out Zheng Fa first; upon failing to find Zheng Fa, his confidence suddenly surged.

The obvious shift in his expression made Master Chengkong wonder inwardly: Why does this person fear Zheng Fa so much?

But the Nether Immortal Qin Mu clearly had no intention of explaining it to him.

Qin Mu hovered void-like above the clouds; the sea breeze behind him whipped up his robes and hair together, undulating just like the spiritual power surging within him.

Clearly, the great battle from some days ago had left him with...

His treatment over the past few days had plummeted, making him feel deeply aggrieved; he wanted to find someone to pour out his woes to, yet he hadn't even had a chance to catch a glimpse of the Emperor.

Ye Feng wasted no words with Chen Yuan; he charged straight into the mid-air and landed a punch squarely on Old Dog Chen's face.

That fire cloud displayed an eerie bright green hue, as if the fire within the clouds harbored a terrifying toxicity.

In any case, those two billion US dollars, equivalent to over ten billion Chinese yuan, could not fall into the hands of the Huaxia government; this was the top priority Sam had to prevent, and for this, he could only tear off his disguise and disregard the friendship he once shared with Zhang Peng.

Whether ordinary soldiers or their horses, all were thrown into chaos, with men falling and horses neighing, emitting cries of alarm.

The silver-haired elder was evidently someone who had weathered many storms; he did not become agitated just because Lu Yao said, "Take however much you have."

It was no wonder He Dapao had such a fiery temper; his name inherently carried the fire attribute, and even carried the connotation of a big cannon barrel.

Previously, all four Medical Saints had used silver needles to treat illnesses, something everyone had witnessed; Luo Fu could not possibly have missed it.

Lu Yao seemed not to have expected that the usually domineering big cat would be so obedient, as if it could be kneaded and squashed at her will.

Having just vomited blood, how could he endure it without eating? Steward Lin intended to persuade him a few more words, but seeing Your Majesty's resolute attitude, he dared not say anything further.

Lin Cha happened to be playing on his phone; upon seeing his smile, she unconsciously revealed a smile of her own and immediately replied to his message.

Now, having just washed and blow-dried her hair, that short fringe lay obediently and smoothly across her forehead; under the room's orange-yellow light, she appeared gentle and peaceful.

They had already fooled the Jiang family, yet still expected things from the Jiang family; treating the Jiang family like fools, treating everyone like fools—it was a world consisting only of fools.

The atmosphere in the private room turned eerie; Deng Jie and Yin Xiaoru exchanged a glance and spoke no further.

In the boxing gym, when Qi Fenglin saw Yan Chengzhen show absolutely no mercy as he smashed a punch into his face, he immediately raised his voice and began wailing in agony.

The probability of a reshoot was low, but now that Wei Xiao was embroiled in scandal, it was truly hard to say how this film's box office would perform.

There were three teams in total; besides the three team captains, the other four teammates for each team consisted of KPL professional players, game streamers, and two individuals randomly drawn on the spot, meaning you might get unlucky and draw two teammates who had never even touched a game.

Perhaps because her mind was burdened with matters, she slept restlessly during that half-hour, dreaming nothing but chaotic nonsense: one moment dreaming of Wei Qingwan weeping in heartbreak, the next dreaming of herself dead and drifting aimlessly everywhere, and then dreaming of herself beating Wei Qinghuai, making Qin Jinyu feel that the more she slept, the more tired she became.

Su Wushuang stood before the conference room, watching the occupancy rate on the screen and the monetary earnings climbing rapidly, albeit slowly; Su Wushuang watched the numbers, so nervous that her body began to tremble, while Ali also arrived with Jack, and upon seeing the data on the screen, began to break out in sweat as well.

—To be honest, judging by their operational techniques, A Ke and Guiguzi coordinated with perfect synergy; both their positioning and operational awareness were highly skilled, not inferior in the slightest to teammates like Han Xiuxiu. The mage Chang'e has not yet shown her skills, so her operational level cannot be determined for now; Xiao Yichen must be playing either Xiang Yu or Chang'e.

Subsequently, Qingxingdeng's soul drifted over, extending two hands—one grasping Esdeath, the other grasping Su Yuan—while that pearl, condensed from the soul origins of tens of millions of the dead, floated between the three of them.