Chapter 107: The Ominous Zhuge Yue

"Zhuge Yue? That madwoman is coming to Mingyang City?"

Old Xiezhi was still pacing endlessly in the headquarters.

He hoped Yan Shuangying could bring him good news.

Bei Lang lay in the treatment pod of the Bureau of Strange Affairs, ready to be treated immediately if anything went wrong.

Although examples of players being rescued in reality after dying in a dungeon are pitifully rare.

But there have been precedents.

For instance, if a player had no fatal injury in the dungeon, but simply because

these past few days she has felt a slight fever, and even now her head feels heavy and her feet light, her body feeling terribly wretched.

Just a few seconds ago, the beetles that had already drilled into the giant beast's body flew out in a chaotic swarm, raining down onto the ground like drops of rain.

As for the result of this battle, he had already formed a judgment in his heart; after all, Lin Feng had been on the defense the whole time, and now he showed no signs of exhaustion, which meant his energy was sufficient.

But to persuade Lady Ding, to tell her that the gods of this world would not protect her, was in fact like shattering a lifetime of beliefs.

Han Yun was startled at this moment, because she saw someone who should not be appearing here.

Judging by this posture, the black-robed figure clearly harbored hostility toward Lin Xuan, even an undisguised killing intent.

A person walked forward from ahead, his figure tall and straight; although his face was covered, one could see this person was not old.

Back in the office, Zhang Yu flipped through several medical records in hand, and happened to see the patient who had been unconscious that day when checked together with Qian Shaodong. Seeing the record, Zhang Yu curiously pulled it out to take a look.

Guang Xian executive Gu Zhenhua, who had been leaning against a load-bearing pillar, swayed, and with a thud fell straight to the ground.

The centipede was half a meter long, as thick as an infant's arm, entirely golden, its back shell shimmering with a metallic luster; the tens of thousands of legs on both sides were densely packed, like infinitely sharp blades, flashing with a chilling light that made one's heart tremble.

However, even while trapped in such a desperate situation, everyone's faces remained calm and cold, showing no sign of fear or retreat; as if nothing could make them panic, they simply fought relentlessly, regarding the destruction of the enemy as their sole belief.

"Damn it, you bastard!" Huang Lai said with a look of disdain. Having finished speaking, he picked up the menu and walked toward the side where the bell was ringing.

Ji Tiejun took a deep drag on his cigarette, pointed at the police car in the distance, and made a gesture of invitation: "Let's go; the detention center has reserved a nice room for you."

"Zeng!" Nan Wuji thrust his hand straight toward Ge Hongle; he was aiming for the center! His single hand was like a deadly sickle-hook, as if he intended to gouge out Ge Hong's lungs in one go.

His gaze moved again; Chen Xiao looked at a group of people dressed in black. Upon seeing this group, Chen Xiao raised an eyebrow.

In just this brief moment of inattention, Guan Qing, who had been charging before Mu Bai's eyes, suddenly vanished and instantly reappeared before him. "Boom!" Guan Qing's long leg kicked straight at Mu Bai's upper torso; the powerful wind pressure carried by this kick whipped Mu Bai's silver-white hair behind him wildly.

In other words, if this Ox-Head truly wanted to fight, he would not need any traps at all; he could simply strike directly, because among these people, not a single one appeared on the surface to have cultivation surpassing his, so why be so sneaky?

"You beggar, are you looking for death!" The Ma family servant driving the carriage, seeing Jiang Han still blocking the road, immediately cursed and whipped the air, making a whistling sound, preparing to strike Jiang Han.

"Th-thank..." Huang Min's "thank you" had not yet come out when Qing Lan gave Huang Min a contemptuous glance, meaning "You can't even beat this trash...", and then went to help Hong Yueru.

Today, twenty-five years ago, was the first time we met. And today, twenty years later, is the moment we part forever.

The light orb shivered, then suddenly plunged into Lin Feng's arms, rubbing against him vigorously. So this was the legendary fatherly love! It was the first time anyone had thought so much for it, even though it had been born less than ten minutes ago.