Chapter 754: This World Might Have Gone Mad

New York, Manhattan, Fifth Avenue, Tenth Street West.

The middle-aged man with a red nose, cursing under his breath and bearing scratches on his face, pulled down the shop's rolling shutter door under the gaze of the neighboring store manager—

"Will, what happened to your face? Did you fight with your wife again last night?" The clock shop manager, who opened earlier and was of Latin American descent, couldn't help but tease upon seeing this.

"Go to hell!"

Will, the white man so addressed, glared with bulging eyes,

"So what do we do now?" Cui Hao, knowing Yun Zhen well, feared that his cousin might no longer recognize him after today's highly abnormal behavior, and asked with deep worry.

Lang Yu, who was invoking the laws, couldn't help but sigh; no wonder everyone desired this beast—it was simply an essential choice for surviving tribulation.

That night, Duan Lang left the Hou Fu courtyard alone. As the adopted son of the Hou, none of the attendants dared to question Duan Lang's whereabouts. Riding his horse, Duan Lang arrived at a remote place and called out several times into the air.

Yuan Chen's words undoubtedly shocked the other three. Since Yuan Chen held the current "Heavenly Dao," he knew of realms never encountered by people of the Jianghu; combined with their own hearsay and realization, they placed absolute faith in Yuan Chen's words.

Seeing the two were about to reach the end, mottled light scattered sparsely upon the lake surface, and the silhouette of a pavilion could still be vaguely seen from below.

Mo Dengyong originally thought Shen Xi would set conditions for him, but he never expected Shen Xi to make no conditions at all; precisely because nothing was proposed did Mo Dengyong feel worried.

Fang Lin naturally did not wish to return it; first, it was the first gift Rain Fan had given her, and second, she did not want this highly significant item to remain in Rain Fan's hands and bring him trouble.

It was just that the King of Zhenla was far too arrogant, refusing to allow Zhu Houhuang to enter the hall. Zhu Houhuang could only wait at the post station. After waiting for a long half-day, he finally saw Wang Yangming return.

The three disciples still did not understand what had happened; they heard only that before their master's voice ceased, countless golden thunder spells formed a cage and rushed directly toward the Yin Sha Ghost Saint.

"Crack!" The collar was torn open. Lady Wudu leaned down and grabbed Lang Yu's ear; her cold fingers with long nails slid from his cheek to his neck. Her purple-tinged lips closed, blowing a scent onto Lang Yu's face.

Xue Han, no matter how flowery your words, it cannot change the fact that you sent him to kill Qin Ming, indirectly causing my son's death.

He felt like a master of boxing who had fought for decades, every move and stance carrying divine spirit, simple yet flawless.

"You're talking absolute nonsense! This is my house!" Zhao Caifeng, who remembered eating but not getting beaten, immediately jumped with anger again.

"I must go back and continue the deduction; your solution gave me great inspiration!" Fang Yuxue's eyes flickered slightly, her brows curved into a shallow smile; she waved at Qin Ming, then turned and left.

He was not afraid of being beaten; first, considering his physical constitution, unless the opponent used underhanded tricks, it would be very difficult to injure him.

Cultivators do not feel hunger; if they feel bored, they can simply sit cross-legged and cultivate; beneath this sea, the spiritual energy is abundant.

"Then why don't you hurry up and carry the patient into the emergency room for rescue? What are you waiting for here? Are you waiting for me to treat you to a meal?" This doctor, full of airs, actually scolded Zhan Zhizhan sternly.

Supreme-grade technique: Vajra Body, cultivation perfected, Buddha light shines everywhere; over ninety percent of Beast Generals cannot break the Vajra Body's defense; price: fifty million.

The difficulty was completely unequal, and Real Madrid's obvious "letting off" behavior became the final straw that crushed the Manchester City players' morale at that moment.

He Tian Ning remembered something, his eye twitched; he slammed the water cup down heavily and vented his pent-up anger of these past few days on the think tank.

Xia Qi never asked anything, always watching her "cause chaos" with such calmness; sometimes, when Li Ling thought a little deeper, she felt Xia Qi had already guessed her intentions.

Chu Luoluo felt like crying but had no tears; what sin had he committed in his past life to be stuck with such a pair of parents in this one?

Anyway, she was just an unrelated person; he did not wish to care and naturally would not keep her in his mind.

Everyone was young; having met each other after so much difficulty, they truly drank quite a lot.

Although he wanted to crush her, it was only a thought; his actions were still gentle and soft as he picked her up and placed a pillow under her waist.

Huang Wuye's power surged explosively, devouring a considerable amount of spiritual energy from the surroundings and creating a huge vortex of spiritual power, which startled the principal and others.

After returning home, Chu Luo coaxed his son to sleep; when he returned to the bedroom, Gu Xicheng was standing by the window looking outside.

Ordinary people could only see he had a Wood Spirit Root; the Poison Spirit Root was rare and hidden, not easily sensed; unexpectedly, Yun Jinyao saw through it at a single glance.

He quickly grabbed her disobedient hand, folded it behind her back, and held it with his other hand; this, in fact, placed her in an embarrassing posture, presenting herself to him.

She was still so obedient, eating nutritious things, never touching anything bad; he was so happy, he was so happy at that time.

"My Lord Xirui! May I ask where you discovered this purple algae crystal?" As soon as they left Lin Yuan City, Master Mo Yun asked impatiently.

However, seeing her guilty, trembling eyelashes, Xuan Jingchen felt an itch in his heart and could not help but want to draw near to her; he was always a man of action.

Yang Yuxue took the opportunity to reach out and pinch it, then directly stored it in her own Stasis Space; only then did she feel a sigh of relief.

Instantly, two figures, one tall and one slender, intertwined and separated amidst the clashing sounds of blades.

After arranging the pieces, Wang Cong generously let Li Lingwei take the red pieces and move first; Li Lingwei's strategy was highly offensive, and her first move was the Immortal's Guide.

"I have no other intentions toward her; I will go and make it clear to her right now." Hong Xuan looked seriously at You Ruo, and his expression seemed to carry a hint of displeasure.