Chapter 600: The Red Packet Torture Bureau

At this hour in the morning, the class monitor hadn't even woken up.

Jiang Nian had just sent it off casually.

Over these five or six days, the two had occasionally chatted—things like "What did you eat today?" or "What time did you sleep last night?"

But their schedules were different; he often replied to messages only after finishing his homework in the middle of the night.

Li Qingrong usually saw them in the morning, replied once, and wouldn't get Jiang Nian's reply until noon.

It wasn't that she didn't care—it was just that there really wasn't much to talk about.

Though somewhat unbelievable, it made sense when you considered her true form: a true dragon at least a thousand meters long; this amount of food meant nothing to her.

"We fully understand Your Majesty's difficulties; governing a nation like the New United Kingdom requires considering every aspect. We firmly believe that, given Your Majesty's character, you would never ignore the safety of your friends." Ben-Gurion replied with perfect propriety.

"To kill me, first see if you can save your own life." In an instant, Mo Liu Sword emerged, appearing in the void—a primordial and terrifying aura spread through the land. A streak like a falling star slashed through the air; the man who had just been speaking to Ye Zun instantly recoiled, a faint blood trail carved across his chest.

So once Ao Junjie's seal is lifted, he will leave, and Chen Zheng will find it hard to learn what role Ao Junjie plays in the hands of that fellow with the Hollow Divine Skill.

She pressed her lips together; originally, she had planned to use her soon-available divine power to aid Xi Country and take them all back—it wouldn't take long. Now that Elder Ye and Yun Yang didn't mind, she felt even more at ease.

The sword light of Juexian Sword tore the charging demon army into piles of rotting flesh; the heavens and earth began to shake. On the ground, one volcano after another erupted, spewing molten lava and ash that buried the demon army's corpses, turning them into their eternal graves.

After returning from Wenren Yi, Meng Tian felt there seemed to be nothing else of particular importance, so he casually packed his belongings and prepared to descend the mountain again.

After leaving this valley, Ling Yan hadn't expected that, after circling a ridge, he would slip into another valley.

The Black Wizard's blood-red eyes glared at Qin Tianqi; seeing Qin Tianqi's contempt, he grew even angrier and roared loudly. In an instant, his figure flashed forward and charged at Qin Tianqi once more.

Yu Shiyi certainly wouldn't let Fu Duoduo notice anything; instead, he suggested, "If you don't believe me, you can call her over and ask her face to face—then everything will be clear." As he spoke, he raised his hand as if to truly summon Bi Tao for a direct confrontation.

Xu Yang still had many things to do; while he was recovering here, other factions had already moved. For Xu Yang, time was truly critical.

Despite being extremely hungry, I still tried to control my eating speed so I wouldn't appear too ravenous.

Inside the spatial passage, Xu Yang bore heavy burden; every inch of his skin had been injured. Had it not been for his robust physique and the aid of Mu Ye's True Yuan, Xu Yang would have been dead long ago.

"This guy is truly too formidable—I can only fight to the death!" Qin Tianqi muttered inwardly, then bit his tongue, swallowing a mouthful of "essence" blood.

The records on these sheets were the minutiae of his life in Nanli City over more than ten years—details so thorough they even recalled things he himself had forgotten.

Qin Tianqi couldn't help but give a "I understand" smile; the two sneaked toward the villa's exit, got in the car, and drove away from the Qin family villa.

The servants' eyes had dimmed, but upon hearing Fu Duoduo's final words, a spark of hope reignited within them.