55. It Is Good to Cry
In the courtyard, Jiang Ruo was as busy as a diligent little bee, moving things back and forth continuously without sparing even a single extra glance at the children.
The children, who had initially been frozen in terror and guarded stillness, gradually found their eyes irresistibly drawn to the water and food beside them. Especially the child who had been thrust a steamed bun; the rich aroma of the food kept tempting him, and the water—oh, the water—every fiber of his body screamed with thirst, urging him to drink, his lips cracked and crusted with blood.
Yet, as an outpost, this place could hardly compare to the Chenghuan outpost that Yilan had once visited. That Chenghuan outpost governed far too many planetary sectors, spanning a vast stretch of the Alliance border, which meant it also had to oversee the surrounding peripheral star belt. Consequently, pressed for a name, they had simply made do by borrowing the name of the planet where their headquarters was located.
The Dark-Hand Holy Venerable wore an expression of utter fury. As one of the Eight Great Oddities of the Great Wilderness, he had actually been threatened by a junior. How could this not enrage him?
Another reason made it equally necessary for Chen Yifang to gain a firm foothold in Chongqing Prefecture: the recruitment of player legions. Currently, it was difficult to recruit fifty thousand elite players in Chengdu Prefecture, and previously there had been no valid reason to travel to Chongqing Prefecture for recruitment.
Although it was not directly swallowed by the Seven-Luminaries Torrent of HOMPFES, under the interference of the thermonuclear plasma, the entire front of Frainy Town—including the reconstructed magic-conductor railway station outside the city walls, and even the entire southern gate ramparts—was baptized by the suddenly superheated atmosphere.
Suddenly, a tongue of fire appeared ahead in the tunnel. Like a signpost pointing the way through a maze, it gave our spirits a tremendous boost.
Furthermore, the golden parchment stated that one could develop the treasures of the human body to their absolute limit, referring to the nine human body treasures.
Although the spirit of the Tongtian Platform did not believe that Meng Xiang could kill him, he still subconsciously increased both the strength of his grip around Meng Xiang's arm and the force controlling Meng Xiang's body, until he was certain that the latter could no longer possibly offer any resistance.
What Feng Mu said was not without reason. If the Lin family had placed all their stolen antiques inside their ancestral tombs, they would inevitably have designed various mechanisms to protect them.
Having cast off a heavy burden on his mind, Meng Xiang began to focus entirely on breaking open the massive iron block to retrieve the planet. He attempted to crack it, only to find that the mutated iron block had become exceptionally sturdy; while he could indeed break it open, the time required would simply be too long.
Before his voice had even faded, something even more speech-making-worthy to Guan Li occurred: Yilan raised her knee and gave a sharp jolt, ruthlessly unseating Ah Xu with a bump, and even looked as though she intended to follow up with a downward stomp.
"No way! Today Guan Yu must give me an explanation. Right now, all of you are coming with me to the ancestral hall to sort this out clearly before our ancestors," Guan Strong declared as he reached out to pull Guan Yu along.
"Acting without thinking? Subconscious? Isn't this exactly the same as how she behaved yesterday?" she asked herself inwardly. After confirming it repeatedly, she hoped Pang Xun would not pierce the veil, because she had already subconsciously settled certain matters in her mind.
This kind of fruit wine cannot be consumed like regular alcohol, so everyone doesn't need to clink glasses and drink it together.
Just as the King of Tomorrow drew the Void Sword out by a single inch, the entire cavern suddenly began to tremble. Looking closely, one was shocked to find that the peach tree right before them was actually uprooting itself from the ground, with numerous roots already bursting through the earth.
As soon as Zhuang Yan's order was given, a faction of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau split off to deal with the spirits and monsters. Yet, just what manner of spirits were Bai Qingqing and Huang Sunian? How could they be subdued so easily?
The three martial brothers finally understood; it seemed Liu Piaopiao was entirely right. Every word and action within this underground palace would be spied upon by others.
Without a doubt, once the hour of You arrived today, the entire Star Sea City would be greeted by a storm of blood and slaughter. While one might not call it a total massacre of Star Sea City, it would be close enough.
The others drew lots as usual, forming a circle and rotating once more. The dense beating of drums echoed incessantly, and once again, a pole was planted to play that game of instant results.