Chapter 749: When Cutting Off Leads to Chaos

After one hour, when Li Jinshuo led five followers around a shallow large pit, they saw Gu Chen standing not far away, smiling warmly at them.

She was about to step forward to advise, but saw Jia Cong lash a heavier whip at Zhan Peng, and with a "Snap!" the cloak on Zhan Peng was torn apart.

On the mountain were thousands of Shengyang artillerymen, crowding around hundreds of the newest lightweight magical cannons, their barrels pointing straight at the crisscrossing army that had already begun to separate from the Shengyang troops.

"Sister Xue had just left the police station with her front foot, and her back foot found several youths causing a ruckus at the station's gate."

"Don't you know this is CCTV, a place that can shut you down in a heartbeat? Moreover, it's being broadcast live on television right now."

The massive ancient trees were snapped off by the huge snowball; the corpses crushed beneath it were surely to be pulverized.

But at that moment, she hadn't expected Ye Fan to dodge her kick; he lost his balance, his attack slowed, two guards stepped forward to capture him, yet Ye Fan flicked his body, brushed his palms, and rode the momentum of the two, sending them tumbling outward.

In their hollow, withered eyes there were only shattered, murky glass bodies, sharp turtle‑like limbs clutching glass shards and forks; wherever they passed, the chaotic space was smoothed, and the power of faith once again upheld the world.

It was obvious that this was an ideal spot for some criminals to conduct illegal trades, because truly no one would want to linger a moment longer in a place piled with trash.

Seeing this, she shook her head, smiled and said, "The general has fallen asleep; no, that would cause him to catch a chill." As she spoke, she walked further inside.

In his eyes there was an unknown emotion as he watched me slowly approach. Bo Heng gently took my hand and led me toward the Imperial Abyss.

Before Wang Xianlin left, he hoped I could look after Yun Zhi, whose condition had become quite inconvenient; I was fortunate enough to bring Yun Zhi and Yan Er into Kun Ning Palace.

The enemy had not arrived, yet the vicious wolves they held in their hands all howled wildly toward Zhu Jiu, clearly untamable.

The rain seemed to have vanished, but in each droplet there was his silhouette, his aura.

Hiding, Chu Xing crouched in a corner, wolfing down food from a bowl. Without the eagle's protection, he wished he could become invisible so as not to collide with the oddly temperamental Chu Xing.

Li Yu unleashed a burst of flame, dispersing the steam. Then he spat out several fire dragons, setting the enemies' clothing from all directions ablaze.

When the most favored palace maid died, the only one who could be favored was the Cold Concubine, who held the highest rank and the authority to co‑manage the harem.

I laughed at myself. I slammed a fist into the bed, a piercing pain radiated from my hand, yet it felt as powerless as striking cotton.

The Lantuo Buddha's child fidgeted anxiously, seeming to search for the Buddhist bead treasure of Lantuo Temple.

What kind of omnipotent person was the original host? Doing laundry, cooking, washing dishes, now even sewing is his specialty.

"What you say has some merit, but how am I to believe you?" the Emperor said, his face gloomy and helpless as he looked at him.

As these demonic beasts died, their numbers became uncountable; the city gates were piled with their corpses, and both inside and outside the city lay countless beast carcasses.

The ox‑horn monster let out a howl, then charged at the six people; in the blink of an eye it opened its jaws and bit a heavenly palace in half, then with lightning speed devoured the remaining five palaces whole.

This time Grandfather's parcel was even more abundant; during my recuperation I studied Grandfather's notes and learned to draw some talisman papers.

On the other end of the phone, Chen Mo was as quiet as a chicken, his eyes cold as ice as he stared at Qin Zheng, his mouth tightly clenched.

Yu Fei said while hugging Su Li and left; Jiang Tong and Ye Siyin also departed. When Ye Siyin was about to look back at Yuan Shenghao, Jiang Tong blocked her view with his hand.

The Fourth Prince stood frozen for a moment, then slowly exhaled, took a big step forward, and reached out to open the door.

And the rumor goes that within the death fog and black tide lies a terrible ominousness; what exactly that ominousness is, no one knows. Just these two hero‑only celestial phenomena are enough to make one feel the steps of death itself drawing near.

Isn't that also the elder brother's original intention? You named them Ordinary hoping they'd safely pass through this life, right?

"You… don't…" Nan Gong Yue shouted helplessly, her strained cry sounding so weak and feeble beneath the black smoke.

"Fine, today I just wanted to hear you say that. I know Lei's abilities. Once you open your golden mouth, I can rest easy." After saying that, Director Wei excused himself. He was in a hurry to play golf and certainly invited Lei to join. But Lei was in low spirits, so he left.

That morning breakfast was eaten early; aunt finished cleaning and, without going out, embroidered by the charcoal brazier.

In the first half of the match, Madrid Athletic struggled like a condemned prisoner, anxiously awaiting the final verdict.

When the Loka Star Warrior's long sword pierced the protective layer, ripples spread rapidly from the point of impact outward.

However, to domestic fans, everyone else is dispensable; as long as Ding Yue steps onto the field, there's no problem.

"Heh heh. Michael! Look, you're teasing me again!" It must be said that Schumacher at this moment truly exuded the unique, radiant energy of a racing king. A few words of communication brought Ye Feng much closer to the other side.

Seeing Gong Molì looking so nauseous, Feng Qianxun's bad premonition rose; at that moment someone reported that the Ghost Doctor had arrived, so he didn't hesitate to let the Ghost Doctor in.

After obtaining the chief physician's signature for discharge, paying the remaining medical fees, the form indicated medication would stop from today, but sister would stay one more day; as for that day's alleged bed fee, because of Su Qi no one questioned it.

These things couldn't be hidden from the Tang army; even from his way of speaking and his attitude toward Tang Ning, it's clear this chubby fellow is not just an employee, likely very familiar with Lemon Sister, having followed her for many years as her bodyguard.

The other person, Su Chen, was unfamiliar, but his aura was far stronger than Yi Qin's.

Chen Jin entered the fighting arena, and before he could scan his surroundings, a voice shouting something that made one's testicles hurt rang in his ears.