Volume One, Chapter 86: Framing

“What’s going on?”
The members of the Poker group all raised their heads, looking toward the direction where the flood was rushing in.
The flood was terrifying, but as Sequence holders, escaping was hardly a problem for them.
They had no inkling that danger was already upon them.
Water poured down like torrential rain, drenching everyone.
Only Montage was wrapped in a layer of airflow, untouched by any raindrops.
Hiding in the shadows, Ding Dang and Jiang Xiaorou’s eyes lit up at the sight.
“Get ready to move!”
All they could do was wait outside, unable to say anything more, feeling somewhat helpless, never expecting such a turn of events.
Arsenal had gone many years without winning the league title, so this championship made countless fans at the scene weep tears of joy.
Yuchi Gong would be able to conquer this stage; then Qin Qiong, Zhang Iron Spear, and his own son Yuchi Baolin would all be captured by him.
At this moment, when friends and family came to visit and praised his child so highly, Yang Mingde felt a warmth like timely help in a snowstorm. Not only did he bring out his best tea to entertain them, he also chatted with them eagerly.
“Mother, did something happen at home while I was away?” Xiao Yi asked in a low voice.
They talked as they ran this way, as if Yang Xianmao was a merchant they had waylaid and killed, and now they began dividing the spoils.
They completely forgot that it was Yang Xianmao who had risked his life to save theirs.
Yang Xianmao followed his father up to the restaurant, where a bailiff at the door checked their invitation, then led them to a round table in a corner on the ground floor and invited them to sit.
Facing Beichen Xi, Cloud Hawk felt uneasy. After all, this time he and Silver Moon had pierced the final layer of their relationship. He didn’t know why, but although he hadn’t done anything to betray Beichen Xi, he still felt a certain guilt in his heart.
When an immortal treasure or artifact forms its own world, a token of that world is generated. The token for the Floating Sound Hairpin’s world was an amber stone, thus it was called the Amber Realm.
For the next day, the palace was busy cleaning up bloodstains and burning the corpses of field rats.
Everyone was anxious, not only because of being scolded by their masters, but also because of the inexplicable appearance of so many field rats in the palace.
She had daily income and only needed to return east occasionally to collect accounts, living as a carefree absentee owner.
Black Fiend fell silent. The power it bestowed on Moon Shadow suddenly increased, forming a faint black umbrella that enveloped her.
With its shelter, Moon Shadow no longer felt mentally confused, and she didn’t need to cling to Nether Sky to escape the manipulation of demonic energy.
The League of Legends 2016 World Championship semifinals were about to begin at 6 a.m. Beijing time.
Thinking of this, she reached her hand into the grass, passed through a thin layer of soil, and lifted a patch of turf.
Beneath the turf lay a groove, seemingly coursing with dark green energy.
Yin Junfeng waved his hand before him, and the Xuanyu Sword flashed.
A shield of green light appeared instantly, blocking the sinister blade’s arc, throwing off black-green sparks that glittered before him.
Yin Junfeng took the blow head-on, and his heart trembled slightly.
In his heart, Gong Yizun was his true father, and even after learning his own origins, nothing changed.
Over the years, his only dissatisfaction with Gong Yizun was the unfair treatment of Moon Shadow; in all other respects, he respected and admired Gong Yizun.
The sea was too dangerous; Ning Bei could sense that beneath its calm surface lurked numerous sea beasts, all terrifying spiritual creatures.
The Lin family all looked at Lin Xiaoxiao, for they did not believe she would hit someone without reason.
The Demon Clan had eight medium-sized military camps, all from the core battlefield, and every demon army had endured the fiercest and bloodiest battles.