Chapter 110: 109、Body and Head United (2/2)
109、Body and Head United (2/2)
Late at night, the three children sat listlessly in the police station waiting, there were temporary beds where they could sleep, but not one of them would lie down—staying awake let them play at being pitiful; if they fell asleep and got dragged out of bed to be beaten, that would be truly miserable.
His defeat on the competition stage had sparked his inspiration, and since he no longer took orders to cook at restaurants, he was producing a new dish every two days, all of them high-quality creations.
They were none other than Qiao Sen, who had only recently arrived in the Han Empire, and Wu Jingtian, the leader of the Chinese Dragon Fang Group, who had been in the Han Empire for a long time.
The core argument of those in favor was that increasing the number of Divine Vein Practitioners would enhance humanity’s overall comprehensive strength; those opposed clung to the points that expanding their numbers would cause “new divisions” among humans and threaten stability.
I was furious—was this some kind of dog trick? But then I saw Bai Kai constantly winking at me, as if there was some scheme afoot.
His intention was that if anything went wrong, he, as the temporary acting manager, would be held responsible—not anyone else. It was unclear how much the research team understood, but their glances at Xiao Shaohua had changed slightly. Lu Chen said nothing, gripped the man’s hand tightly, then released it and nodded.
As Wang Chongyang’s entire body turned silver, he felt it too—because now it wasn’t just his skin; the silver was beginning to envelop his bones.
As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but cold tree trunks and icy snow-covered ground—all utterly frigid, without a trace of warmth.
I couldn’t quite describe the feeling, but when I saw Han Rong being beaten because of me, my heart ached terribly, so terribly—I even wondered, if it were Zhang Mengfei, would she do the same for me?
With her word, I was reassured—now, not only could we enter a hospital to hunt ghosts, even theft wouldn’t be a problem; we could move like we were in an empty place, undetected by anyone.
The exoskeleton armor suddenly turned crimson, and the next instant, a thunderous explosion roared outward.
Yu Qian had spoken with righteous confidence back then, but today he deliberately twisted the words, sounding somewhat lacking in conviction.
Through the combined efforts of tens of thousands of Xinghe troops, the Battle of Dengzhou ended perfectly, with spoils of gold, silver, jade, agate, and other valuables amounting to no less than six million taels in silver.
In an instant, a massive uproar erupted; all beings across the Three Realms were thrown into a frenzy, utterly stunned.
But Liu Bei had never expected that his ambush of Chang Xi would lead him to this clue—only for him to fall straight into the trap.
After all, so many people on the set cost a fortune each day, and if more disappearances occurred, he wouldn’t be able to face the investors—he’d have to quit as director.
Qin Xiaoxian clearly had no experience washing clothes—he scrubbed once and nearly flipped the washboard out of the basin.
Then he scrolled through the photos of his son and wife saved on his phone, and tears welled up in his eyes.
I dared to take on the president of the Chuncheng College of Arts—what’s a high school principal to me?
Shao Bing was utterly humiliated, covering his face and sobbing: “I can’t face anyone anymore—I’m leaving!” He stood up to go.
Lu Shanmin sneered coldly, “Also, you’re an investment advisor—you’ll get advance notice when they plan to buy the bottom. Remember to tell me.”
“Fine, from now on, aside from regular classes, you don’t need to manage the café work anymore. Come to me—I’ll train you in body arts,” Jasmine said sternly.
—Then live with all your might. Sǐlā sǐlā eventually died, still in his bizarre, absurd way.
But Wang Yue was already spent, his strength drained—he had just unleashed a series of bursts to repel Zhang Liangcai, and his spiritual energy had not yet recovered.
“Uncle Li! You know the palace layout—arrange for our people to enter the main hall!” Han Qingxuan said.
At that moment, Chen Xiao let out a loud laugh, then shook his body and retracted his aura, his gaze locking onto Xuan Wanshen, who stood nearby, stunned.
Gradually, local ferocious beasts and demon factions also plunged into chaos, and the entire Evil Star became wildly disordered.
Mu Feng paused, staring at his tail. Ya Men was right—how could a human have a tail?
Mu Feng performed a backflip and landed steadily on the ground; four blood-red tails unfurled dramatically behind him.
The S-shaped curve formed, and the Two Polarities finally appeared—but at that moment, Tu Ming was in excruciating pain; as the curve took shape, the energy within him surged like a tide toward the Two Polarities.
Zhao Fei stopped banging his head against the ground and began silently enduring it, his heart filled with bitter sorrow.
“Wait—my attack had no effect on the salted fish? Could it really be from Zijin Mountain? Ah… that one! Lao Dong, look—it’s Yudie!” Li Yan’s eyes widened, but Dong Peiji didn’t answer—he had already fainted from fear.
At the moment this man screamed, half the cultivators lost consciousness and collapsed limply on the ground, while nearly half still barely managed to enter the array set by the Yi tribe man.
The meaning was clear: Yang Shu had been humiliated by Kai Sa, then gone back to retaliate, leveraging the influence of his Yang-family superior in the Football Association to manipulate public opinion and even block Kai Sa’s chances of joining the national and youth teams.
The American left a word of thanks, then immediately used his communicator to inform everyone on his side not to let their guard down—they might have been manipulated.
“Oh? It’s them!” Mo Yu’s expression shifted as he suddenly spotted two figures—one red, one blue—on the battle platform below.
“Then what kind of being could possibly kill such a great demon?” Pei Mingyang asked again.
End of Chapter
