Chapter 65-[Inglês-Americano] Palhaço criando filhotes, não morreu, bem bom(O texto fornecido consiste em caracteres chineses que não podem ser utilizados na saída. Portanto, a tradução não pode ser fornecida de forma precisa sem um contexto claro para a expressão.)

Lying here, Tao Jun felt his life slipping away, as if he had reached the countdown of his existence.

Lei Sheng took out an energy pill and swallowed it. The sense of hunger in his body vanished instantly, replaced by a surge of strength.

All things considered, however, the Jiangbei Grand Sanctuary was located in a remote area, making it reassuringly reliable as a secure rear base.

"Take a longer rest..." Bai Qiu'an raised his volume, feeling that he ought to say something at this moment. After a long pause, everyone looked at Bai Qiu'an, curious about what he wanted to say.

An untimely phone call rang out, and Bai Qiu'an hurriedly pulled out his mobile phone. His brow furrowed immediately as he looked at Chen Xiaochan with a troubled expression.

Zhang Xun let out a cold snort and instructed his subordinates, "Let's go!" They walked toward the main entrance.

Everyone assumed someone could not stand Liu Hui's arrogant talk and had thrown the apple core in disgust; nobody would ever guess that it was manipulated by Yang Wanywan.

The skeletal blade, vastly broader than the Prison Phoenix, arrived before Bai Qiu'an's eyes in a split second. Moreover, seen in hindsight, the scene looked more like Bai Qiu'an had intentionally thrown himself into it.

Furthermore, the foundation of our country is not high technology, but rather the cultivation skills such as martial arts, Daoist magic, and demonic techniques that regained their vitality after the spiritual energy eruption.

Looking at Sun Wei, who adamantly denied that the recording had anything to do with him, Zhou Ruhai felt a trace of surprise. He had not expected Sun Wei to be so stubborn and persist in his denial under his questioning.

He did not know what kind of emotion this was—whether it was jealousy, envy, or something else. Nangong Yan could not understand.

Hearing the furious roar, the various proud prodigies all around felt as if they had received a grand amnesty. They scrambled to their feet one by one and fled in panic.

Yet with a single strike of the hammer, he missed. The ferocious beast appeared completely motionless, but his fist grazed the beast's head and slammed into empty space.

"Boss Liang flatters me. I am merely discussing the matter on its merits and had no intention of causing offense." Having said that, Fang Jingjing walked around her and sat down beside Xiao Jin.

"Excuse me, is this the home of Miss Baixue?" The young gentleman's voice was gentle, making Du Yue's heart skip a beat and her cheeks flush involuntarily.

This was practically mutual flattery. Pomegranate Flower could not help but burst into laughter, turning her face away. Silver Gu also blushed inexplicably. Imprisoned together in this stone chamber, sharing life-and-death hardships, their shared adversity had unconsciously driven away that lingering hostility.

Back in the Wang family estate not far away, Wang Mengmeng, who had traveled around for days trying to invite Fang Shen over, was finally able to take a proper bath and relax.

It was just like how, if she had been braver back then and confessed her feelings to Nangong Yan proactively, allowing him to truly know her, the tragedy of losing that child later on might never have happened, right?

Still, impulse is the devil. After the events of last night, he understood the truth of this saying deeply.

After everyone greeted one another and briefly confirmed the alliance, everything was settled.

After a long while, everything returned to calm. The cave dwelling had long since vanished, and the entire world was plunged into silence. Fang Shi, who had been standing guard at the entrance, was now staring dumbfounded at the scene from a hundred meters away.

Even with boundless humiliation burning in his heart, he dared not utter a word and could only endure it in silence.

A blink of an eye later, a crisp sound of a fist echoed sharply. Yuntian Yang's right fist had heavily smashed into Jiang Changxin's back.

"What kind of impact will the swirling airflow cause?" Sun Yan furrowed his brow slightly. Hearing the two of them talk like this, he suddenly sensed that this particular barrier was somewhat tricky.

"Good! Come in. Zhuoma and your aunt went out and will be back shortly. Come inside and let's talk!" With that, he pulled Xu Yang into the house. It was the same milk tea as yesterday. As he drank, Xu Yang chatted idly with the older man, deliberately steering the conversation toward the ancient artifacts from yesterday.

Late at night, the child was asleep, and Nie Yuling lay in Yang Fan's arms, the two of them remaining silent for a long time.

"Student Ye Fei, you make me very disappointed! It seems I misjudged you before!" The principal furrowed his brow and said to Ye Fei in a cold voice.

Therefore, she tried her best to persuade herself not to harbor complaints simply because of the passage of time, nor to put pressure on Yue Jingyan.

Li Chun chuckled. "That morning, I was following you the whole time, but you simply didn't notice." As he spoke, Li Chun noticed that Hou Xianglong was looking around anxiously.

Gong Yechen: "..." Is this guy really his biological father? How did he manage to sound as though he were trying to sell his own son?

Nangong Xiayan pondered inwardly: What kind of transactions could possibly take place among the people here? Why would they capture children, and why were the children of wealthy families given such "special care"?

Before dawn today, she had already woken up. She wanted to dress herself up beautifully before going to see Xiaoze.

"Second Brother Ma, Zhao Yao, if the two of you ever dare to call our 315 Corps cowards again, I'll blow your heads off." As Deng Wu spoke, he fired, and a red dot immediately appeared on the foreheads of both Second Brother Ma and Zhao Yao.

Turning around to search for an exit, she discovered that this grassland seemed to have no end, flanked by various rivers and all sorts of flowers, yet completely devoid of human habitation.

Things having reached this state, hoping for a peaceful resolution seemed like pure fantasy to Bai He.

Bai He adopted the usual sycophantic tone that the fat guy and Grand Eunuch Dog-Head Ke Jin used to flatter the King of Ashes. Shameless as he was, even he felt his face burning slightly. Not to mention that the real Ousutt Landon was spiritually linked with him, hearing Bai He's flattery, he felt both exasperated and amused, bursting into loud, mocking laughter.

With that, Sun Shaozu released Yingchun's hand, pressed her face, and kissed her fiercely. Yingchun was startled, caught off guard, and thoroughly kissed by Sun Shaozu before she could recover her wits.

Yi threw his head back and burst into hearty laughter. This Bi Yunxiao was quite interesting; how did such an insignificant question become so solemn in his mouth?

Yingchun glanced at the woman from Liu Sanbao's household on the ground, recognizing her as the old servant who guarded the northwestern side gate. Yingchun furrowed her brow, staring at her. Why had Sun Shaozu captured this woman? Could the matter of the missing pearl hairpin be related to her?

Ning Jiang was not in a rush. At that moment, the rebound force on the jade cocoon weakened and gradually vanished.

Nangong Boyi and his mother turned around simultaneously to see Nangong Boyi's father slowly entering through the doorway.

"If I disregard external factors and instead focus on domain power—since I now possess two types of domain power, when releasing a domain technique, can I wrap those golden lights in the power of darkness? Wouldn't that work?" Pacing back and forth, seeing his swaying shadow cast by the firelight, a thought stirred in Mutian's heart, and he seemed to have found a way forward.