Chapter 59: Listen to My Explanation

“Chen... Brother Chen, did you hit the wrong person? Why are you hitting me... Don’t you remember me?”
Huang Feng spat blood, his mind dazed, unable to comprehend why Li Chen would attack him.
Li Chen glared at him fiercely. “I hit you on purpose! Mr. Lu is an honored guest my boss is inviting...”
“Reporting to senior, I am already fine,” Zhong Luanli replied respectfully, not daring to show any disrespect to the person before him.
Zhou Hao’s words made his resolve clear—he didn’t want to force anyone’s will, but he sincerely hoped his two teammates could understand how he felt.
Meng Qianjin spent a long time choosing the right mount; after dinner, he kept busy until ten o’clock before finally logging out of the game.
The child finished speaking, then immediately rolled his eyes and trembled uncontrollably, as if he had just taken a stimulant.
Seeing this, Nangong Wan realized the opponent was a tough one, so she put away her earlier carelessness and prepared to face him with full attention.
Zhou Hao exclaimed, “That’s exactly the feeling!” The moment the leaf appeared, he sensed a wave—a fluctuation invisible to the naked eye, perceivable only by sensation.
When they arrived at the entrance of Si Mao’s rented apartment building, it was already past seven in the evening.
Leng Xuan noticed Ye Lin glancing at him strangely but remained unmoved. He understood instantly and anxiously began to explain.
Zhang Yang was different from the others; he was the King of Hell who had crawled out from piles of corpses. What he’d experienced was beyond ordinary imagination, and this Genius Camp could never hold such a legend.
The Lion-Tooth Wind Wolf, Lightning Wind Wolf, and Thunder Wolf cursed incessantly, infuriating the man in gold. He waved his hand downward, and three men in silver approached the beasts’ cages, took out a blue pearl, and pressed their other hand upon it. Instantly, three bolts of lightning shot toward the beasts.
Yet they were well aware they belonged to the public security bureau, not the forestry department. What was Chen Tianlai in their station anyway? How dare he assault the bureau chief’s son—it was lawless behavior.
He instinctively wanted to shift aside, but Mu Yingrou reached out and embraced him directly.
Before the catastrophe, Han Fu received guidance from the Celestial Mechanic and fled back to East Desolation, saving his life. Yet, terrified of Mei Yun, he refused to return no matter what.
Then came his own mother and younger brother. One month later, the last relatives she had in this world—her grandfather.
After breaking into the palace, Ji Mingyue headed straight for the rear chambers, not waiting for a response. She kicked open the door and barged in.
At first, when Shen Changqing arrived in this world, he found it difficult to adapt. But as time passed, he gradually grew accustomed.
Historically, disciples emerging from the Compassionate Tranquility Monastery possessed formidable strength, proving the monastery’s cultivation resources were indeed impressive.
When the two arrived at the martial training grounds, amidst shrieks, blood-soaked figures were thrown in—some dead, some injured.
And besides, why should those who practice gu magic in this world necessarily be Xiqiang people, or have to be from the Witch Tribe?
Su Yuanyuan was truly, deeply grateful for the chance granted by fate to start over. Her parents would not meet a tragic end as they had in her previous life.
Su Run arched her brow. “Go ahead, what trouble do you need my help with now? Don’t tell me you want to see your childhood friend again?” Her tone turned somewhat sour at the end.
Yet in the end, she said nothing, merely nodded faintly, attempting to slip past him. But Chen Zi Mo was not about to let her go, reaching out to grab Man Jia’s wrist.
The first form was the armguard state just now—a sustained mode, enhancing strength and providing protection, requiring meridian energy to maintain its power.