142 Field Training Lesson Two: Eating Raw Meat!

From across the river, it was difficult to discern Fu Lin's every movement. Separated by the water, Su Yunjin could only see him stoop and walk toward the cliff. After placing his canteen at the base of the rock face, she watched as he continued deeper into the forest.

"Where is Squad Leader Fu going?" Zhang Chuchu asked, her face etched with confusion as she turned toward Su Yunjin. Su Yunjin shook her head; she had no idea what Fu Lin was up to, so she simply kept her eyes fixed on him.

Bai Yuntian’s eyes shimmered with mockery. This dragon possessed the cultivation of the early Divine Sea Realm; though it was currently restrained, the sheer pressure emanating from its body was more than any practitioner at the early Divine Realm could withstand.

"No! No! You are my father! Why won't you acknowledge me? Waaah... Mother..." She sobbed as she threw herself into Bing Niang’s arms, who smiled and stroked her long, golden hair.

Ye Mo channeled shadow energy, his figure flickering once more, appearing like a ghost above the head of Chaos Origin.

"Meow!" At that moment, the succubus cat suddenly let out a shrill cry, the sound piercing through the walls and radiating outward.

"It’s nothing." He regained his composure and turned his back to me. His serious demeanor was exactly like the Soul Reaper I had first encountered.

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Meanwhile, a protective barrier rose around the fighting arena, and everyone watched the battle within with fervent anticipation.

The Chaos Fruit was consumed whole. In an instant, a hazy halo enveloped it, forming specks of essence that scattered into the air.

Zhang Ning attempted the same tactic, his longsword quickly adhering to the blade of the Blood Realm’s Lone City. Yet, as the edges touched, he felt none of the power contained within the opponent's weapon. Zhang Ning felt a jolt of alarm, realizing he had fallen into a trap, and hastily withdrew his sword.

The Emperor seemed to place extraordinary importance on that object, but if he himself could not unlock its secrets, would it not be equally useless?

"You're lying, you have no idea at all. Very few people know about this." Chu Xuening shook her head, refusing to believe a word of what Yu Hao said.

Because after the recent sparring session, Yu Hongyao had probed the unfathomable depths of Xuan Moyuan's strength. No matter how hard she pressed her attacks, Xuan Moyuan showed not a hint of fatigue, which left Yu Hongyao deeply perplexed.

Before long, all eight had chosen their number plates. To play it safe, they tacitly agreed not to select the same ones.

She smiled, her eyes curving into crescents, glowing with such brilliance that her otherwise ordinary features took on a touch of captivating charm.

To love one person—to give them your heart and your life—is not a matter of whether you can afford the burden, but whether you are willing to bear it.

"Niu Pangxie, what are you doing again?" Old Liu, seeing Niu Pangxie rummaging through the pockets of Zhao Quanyou's son, Zhao Xingxing, stepped forward to stop him.

Su Che was bewildered by his actions, though it was just the owner's bad luck to have chosen such a name for his sign.

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"You?!" Qiao Erliang’s eyes widened in disbelief; he could not believe that the man outside the coffin was the "King of Chu River" from the underworld, Liu Suifeng.

She no longer wanted to figure out all the people and events; she only wished to protect this Jin Yixuan, who looked at her with such tenderness.

If the heavens were still asleep, or perhaps awake but had not yet washed their faces and brushed their teeth, leaving their minds groggy and causing them to bungle things, then no one could help it—the master would just have to suffer the misfortune.

By preparing in advance, one might avoid making the situation even more uncontrollable due to a lack of experience.

Lu Junxun’s kiss had started gently, but it soon became chaotic, demanding everything in its path.

At that moment, she was like a rose in full bloom, beautiful and vivid—like a drop of blood on a white cloth, so striking that one could not look away.

As the two vehicles on Yang Dong’s side began to retreat, the three off-road vehicles that had been lying in ambush for so long roared with engine fury, charging across the wilderness toward the two cars.