47 The King of Curses (Part 8)

Unable to hold on any longer, the team leader lunged backward into Lin Jia's flame wall, desperately casting healing spells. Flirting Eyes, who originally carried very few red potions, now had her inventory completely filled with the super magic potions she was carrying for Lin Jia.

After all, there were two Void-Return Third-Layer Supreme Saints and over a dozen Void-Return Second-Layer Sanctuary powerhouses present. Although Qin Zhan possessed the strength to slay a Void-Return Third-Layer Supreme Saint, once he fell into the encirclement of these dozen-plus individuals, he would ultimately still find it difficult to escape the fate of perishing.

Fan Xian looked at his wife's cheeks, frozen bright red, and reached out to gently rub the tip of her slightly chilled nose. Lin Wan'er felt unaccustomed to such intimate affection shown in front of her younger sister, and with a shy blush, she turned away. Her mind was still immersed in the scene she had witnessed moments before: to think that her own husband was such an immensely powerful expert.

Wang Tong's large sailing ships were positioned upwind, whereas the pirates' vessels were angled obliquely, unable to fully harness the wind power. Caught unprepared, they naturally could not build up speed and were hurriedly adjusting their sails and course there.

He had devised numerous countermeasures for defending the main peak, deducing thirty-seven variations. If the armies of the Seven Realms were to capture the southern main peak first, they would undoubtedly suffer catastrophic losses.

Wuhian felt a surge of excitement; there was no secret art better than face-to-face instruction, especially since this was a battle between two peerless experts. Being able to observe it live was simply the best possible scenario.

Ape Ghost Seven and Lie Xiaoyun dared not make a rash move, considering that the Ancient Heaven-Overturning Hammer and the Nine Li Pot were both watching closely from behind.

Regardless of the circumstances, Lin Jia and the others had agreed that if Meimei could not hold on, she should teleport out first, as long as she did not lure the divine beast away, everything would be fine. Should Meimei perish, everyone was not to hesitate and immediately teleport back to the city.

At noon, Chen Yumei hosted a banquet at the Mokaite Hotel to first welcome her parents back to Shanghai, then celebrate her mother-son reunion with Wu Tianlin, followed by seeing off her eldest brother and sister-in-law, and finally bidding farewell to Wu Tianlin's friend, Phillips, who was scheduled to take an afternoon flight back to Sweden.

"Speaking of which, I want to ask you, Ah Dai, why do you only ever eat the fruit from a single tree?" Zhengzheng asked him.

"Elder, we have our rules; we cannot take a single thread or needle from the common people. We truly cannot accept this!" Li Wujie looked at the dozen or so cooked eggs in the basket, several of which were already cracked—obviously broken in the midst of polite refusals when handing them to the soldiers earlier.

Zhengzheng gathered that the Apple People and Mushroom People were actually good friends; what on earth could have happened to turn Chubby-Pink into her current state?

When reporters questioned Kobe, he directly pointed out that Huang Yu posed no threat to him, and trading him was merely a choice made by the management, with the underlying motive intended for Huang Yu's own good.

Leng Qingqiu was not surprised in the least when Yang Guozhong called it difficult. During her prior contemplation, she had already anticipated this exact outcome, yet she still brought it up precisely to put Yang Guozhong in a difficult position.

"But why did you turn into that kind of creature to bully the Fruit People, and even collect their tears?" Happy asked.

We began listing out all the places we each considered potential locations for the underground palace entrance, and then proceeded to filter them down. I thought it was underneath the pagoda base, but when we went to inspect it just now, it was completely bare at a glance, and besides, those spots were far too obvious, so my suggestion was voted down by them.

In reality, to suppress the NASDAQ index, following the announcement on January 22nd, Vista Corporation had completed its reduction of Cisco stock holdings over the course of two weeks. This was actually a major reason why the NASDAQ index fluctuated up and down this week yet consistently failed to break through the 3,000-point mark.

Listening to the sound of the building collapsing behind them—knowing it was caused by Wang Yang and Shenhai battling a group of secondary-mutated intermediate zombies—Wang Qiandong and Xia Xue fled into the distance without ever looking back.

"Mummy, are you really coming over?" Ke'er's sobbing voice came through the phone, accompanied by Nangong Han's low, comforting murmurs.

Looking at the positions of the white ball, the red ball, the black ball, and all the other colored balls.

With that, Mu Wanqing lifted her gaze to look ahead, noticing how the crimson palace walls appeared even more striking against the backdrop of white snow. Some people struggled for a lifetime to escape these palace walls, only to ultimately fail and grow old and die within this palace.

"You won't let me go? Very well, I welcome you to come and claim my life." Uttering these words through clenched teeth, Ye Qiqih took off her stockings, tied Du Chenchen's hands, stuffed her mouth with a car-washing towel, and then tore off a soaked sleeve to blindfold her eyes. The car started up and drove away from the downtown area.

Ji Yuchen's body radiated a brilliant golden glow, with a protective barrier formed of golden energy securely encamping him within. Within a radius of several miles around him, the cascading seawater seemed imbued with life, consciously parting to avoid this space and crashing instead into the vast ocean below.

In a fraction of a second, centered around Ji Yuchen's body, everything within a radius of one light-year instantly annihilated under the impact of his terrifying power.

Lu Chen was furious. What he had originally assumed to be a profound and deep bond turned out, in the end, to be nothing more than his own delusional fantasy; the other party had never taken it seriously at all.

This was not a dream? This was not a dream. Having immersed themselves in football for many years and having captured virtually every award conceivable, these two veteran figures of the soccer world felt their hearts surging with turbulent and unending emotions.