Chapter 164: Packing Up to Head to the Anhao Base

Yang Xin looked at Li Chen and gently shook her head; Li Chen's current condition made it entirely inappropriate for him to be exposed.

"Old Baldy is still a virgin. Are you guys at Mount Wutai or in the downtown area? Some of them have already set off," A-Jun communicated with Old Baldy Is Still a Virgin via video call and asked.

Perhaps it was because he had been staying in the Demon Realm for so long, where the demons' appearances were generally ugly—outrageously, continuously, and persistently ugly.

Yun Peng was just raising his cup to take a sip of water, but before he could even swallow it, he spat it out again because of Liu Xiche's remark.

After successively feeding Ning Jue the "Heir-Nurturing Pill" and the "Birth-Assisting Pill," Jing Yan wiped the sweat from her forehead and face with a warm towel, and then retrieved a bowl of spirit-rice and meat-porridge from his spatial storage. He coaxed and fed her a full bowl. Seeing the rosy flush return to her cheeks, he finally felt a wave of relief in his heart.

Luo Mo had once again returned to the Chinese film industry, but this time he was making his comeback with an English-language film, a return of profound significance.

The car finally merged onto the highway, and since we had no intention of getting off again anytime soon, we had prepared plenty of food in the vehicle beforehand.

"I'll talk to you about it later. Let's go, and you two head out as well. Giving them some space to cultivate is a good thing," the academy dean said to the two Titled Douluo from the Glazed Pagoda Sect.

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Nian'er thought to herself: A bachelor? What is that? Is it a shiny stick? Can it be eaten? If it can be eaten, does it taste good?

First releasing the people imprisoned in the spirit sack, he locked them up securely before going off to find Yun Peng, Feng Changxiao, and Han Mingleng.

As a student of the Film Academy, Su Su was naturally well aware of the Golden Dragon Awards' prestigious status in the cinematic world.

We have already used two spiritual talismans along the way to pinpoint your general location. Until the early hours of yesterday, we intercepted the convoy personally led by Murong Ping's confidant, Protector Hei Yi.

Ares made a gesture toward Alice and said in a deep voice. Alice nodded, and with a flutter of her wings, she soared into mid-air.

The tree demons gave the matter no thought at all and cheerfully continued on their journey, completely unaware that they had already revealed their flaws.

At this moment, an elderly man wearing a gold-threaded cloak, adorned with a sparse goatee and appearing to be around fifty or sixty years old, was intently studying a map spread out before him.

"Then... would you be willing to come with me?" The grey-robed man raised his head slightly, casting a sidelong glance at the mature beauty before him.

The gift from Huang Siling was a set of ruby and kingfisher-feather inlaid jewelry. The moment it was presented, Han Jingjing felt a slight dazzle in her eyes.

Liu'er's expression was not looking good either, but since she had no idea what was actually going on, she did not dare to speak recklessly.

There are only two kinds of energy attributed to mutated beasts: either the crystal cores of zombies or the reserves of supernatural power. Obviously, ninety-nine percent of the energy reactions coming from large-volume entities are supernatural power reserves—meaning awakened individuals, mutated beasts, or mutated plants. After all, no matter how large a zombie's crystal core might be, just how big could it possibly get?

"I'm just quite familiar with that guy's traits and simply designed some plot points based on his characteristics," Zhao Nuo answered quite candidly.

"No wonder those wealthy people love to consume at high-end establishments! This kind of treatment and service, tsk tsk, is truly something you can't experience just anywhere!" Helian Nuo nodded with satisfaction and walked straight through the entrance.

Dodgeing Jonathan's shot, Yan Feng casually tossed a blazing fireball at his opponent. This trick had mediocre lethality, but its crucial feature was that the intense light generated by the explosion would temporarily blind a normal person caught off guard. Even if Jonathan managed to avoid the effect, his mount might not be able to dodge it in time.

The two security guards exchanged glances. One of them was fairly new and did not recognize Zhang Jing. Seeing Director Zheng Zhongyi fly into a rage, he did not want to lose his rice bowl—after all, finding a job with such great benefits and working conditions like the Fifth People's Hospital was very difficult nowadays. Yet on the other hand, the other person was someone who had always looked out for him...

Although they were struggling a bit to cope, in reality, the subterranean fire was being systematically and steadily neutralized.

Xiang Lai glared angrily at Leng Yan. This man was truly despicable; he had been fine just a moment ago, only to change his face in an instant. She simply could not understand this man.

Feeling a bit depressed after the meal, she bid farewell to Dong Zhuo and wandered aimlessly toward Diao Chen's bachelor apartment. It was only upon arriving at his place that she felt a sense of shame, realizing she had completely forgotten about the matter of their stubborn rivalry. She could only blame her old habit of running over here to seek refuge whenever trouble arose, which had developed into a terrible routine. It seemed even her backbone had surrendered to her habits.

Luo Yang rushed breathlessly into the private hospital, drawing the gazes of numerous people who noticed his panicked appearance.

"You don't mean him, do you...?" The grand mage's cup slipped from his hand and shattered onto the floor with a loud crack. He lunged forward, grabbing Yan Feng by the shoulders, his sharp fingernails nearly sinking deep into Yan Feng's flesh. The pain made Yan Feng grimace and bare his teeth, yet he dared not utter a cry of pain.

Xiang Lai's gaze darkened. If they had sacrificed so many brothers yet failed to break out of the city, how heartbroken would Leng Yan be? But she couldn't fathom why they had to leave the city—wasn't fighting to the death an option?

Although Muyang currently pampered her meticulously, who could guarantee that she would never face a day of falling out of favor?

"Return to your original form!" A faint golden radiance flickered in Yun Fan's eyes as the golden patterns along his right arm surged frantically into the dragon head.

Upon seeing the kitchen knife held against her neck, Feili didn't dare to turn her head to look. With a thud, she dropped to her knees and kowtowed incessantly.

Having cleared out Hua Jizhu and Yuan Ru, there were still three troublesome individuals left in the courtyard. Qi Yu and Wei Xiao were, after all, two grown men; although there was plenty of luggage on the carriage, for them, it simply meant making a few extra trips. Thus, by this time, they had already moved all the belongings into the main hall.

"Assassinating His Highness the Prince of Xin—what kind of monumental matter is that? Under the heavens, who could possibly issue such an order? Could it be that Your Highness the Prince of Xin is unaware of this?" said Yu Shan.

As for Qu Qingying's expression at this moment, Xiao Tao didn't get to see it. Standing at the front, he couldn't see Qu Qingying at all and could only spot a few thugs helping Black Leopard to his feet.

"No, it's very clean." So clean that she wanted to devour him at any moment. In the blink of an eye, she glared with extreme displeasure at the group of men sitting at the neighboring table.