Chapter 583: The Lion King

Alvin refused to leave.

He always felt that being thrown here must have some sort of mission attached to it. Moreover, he didn't even know where he was; leaving rashly would only be more dangerous.

It would be better to stay here for now.

Wait until the situation was clear, then try to contact the warship or find a way back.

And in the few days spent with Zaporel, Alvin gained an increasingly deep understanding of this former Dark Angel, now a Fallen Angel.

To the Great Emperor of the Abela star race, lingering on in a suit of armor was a very shameful thing.

"Pah, I won't fall for your trick. If we stay inside too long, it will arouse suspicion," Lan Yuxi said while putting on her clothes.

Indeed, there were too many uncertain factors in taking action here at Saint Noahs. Even if they succeeded in rescuing Qinyuan and the others from the Phage-Dog Prison, trying to take them and escape Saint Noahs was simply a fantasy.

Only then did he realize that this food delivery platform was mainly concentrated in the school area, so the on-campus delivery personnel were all students; outside deliveries could only be sent to the gate, and then delivered by students of the school.

This past event left A-Jiu sighing endlessly. Just because of a one-sided, paranoid emotion, innocent people suffered. He wondered if Luo Rou would feel ashamed of her actions if she ever regained her memories one day.

Cang Hai fell silent all of a sudden. In fact, he had only learned from Bai Yan Yi that the life the Princess lived in the Southern Frontier was so miserable. Thinking back to the Prince's occasional sad expressions, the Prince had likely sensed it early on.

It could be said that today, apart from the administrative staff of the Comprehensive Squadron, almost all the duty police officers of the Nanshan Brigade had come. Li Gang also seemed particularly excited; he happily pulled up the megaphone and announced the start of the operation.

At the same time, the armed helicopters hovering above the Ping'an Circus all noticed, and then shot their high-intensity searchlights toward that side.

Just like that, before six o'clock, Lin Yuan had collected the signatures of all twenty-nine contestants besides himself.

On the way back, she saw Bo Zichen walking toward her. She wanted to walk right past him, but Bo Zichen blocked her path.

Originally, Wei Wuji wanted to say that now was the time to get promoted and get rich, but there were too many people here with too many ears; being so blunt was ultimately inappropriate.

At this moment, Xing Yue on horseback was screaming in terror, hugging the white horse's neck tightly, not daring to let go, shouting incessantly: "Xuelian, stop, stop!" But the white horse was galloping wildly as if possessed, never stopping.

Cuihua Liyuan was a commercial apartment complex with over a dozen high-rise elevator apartments, where high-end urban white-collar workers lived.

While speaking, Wang Shihan's eyes became somewhat hazy and yearning. It was as if she had returned to her middle school days, watching him play football from the sidelines, cheering for every goal he scored, applauding every shot he made.

Everyone had long been coveting the colorful accessory chips in front of them. Seeing the boss give the order, they all swarmed up, but then everyone in the Blood-Cutting Legion received a system notification.

"They weren't too concentrated just now; being able to kill three or four hundred is already not bad!" Luoye said.

That's right, it's "borrowing"! You fight side-by-side with me, and naturally, I will lend you the divine artifact. But if you want to possess the divine artifact, taking it back to your own sect is completely useless. Are you just going to let the divine artifact hide and gather dust?

"The Price Stabilization Bureau, under the Court of Foreign Affairs, is the place that specifically manages market prices and taxes," Imam replied.

Tang Jian'an and the others shifted their suspicion away from the Chu Group first, focusing instead on the Netherworld Organization.

As he spoke, he took Nangong Jin'er into his arms and walked toward the back hall without looking back.

It was only a partial return, not the whole thing. If he drove an Audi over, it would inevitably add a lot of trouble. ===== CHAPTER 584 =====