Day 67 of not thinking about it

Li Shan did not understand why Jin Hui asked him to sit by her side, but since a beauty had invited him, he was not tactless enough to refuse. He immediately cast an apologetic glance at President Wang and walked over to Jin Hui.

Qin Yue stared with a look of dissatisfaction at the cold-looking Zhao Lansheng. His attitude clearly showed utter disrespect for his father, so why on earth did his younger sister like him so much? Remembering Qin Lingshuang’s desolate and heartbroken appearance, he clenched his fists in resentment, yet could only force himself to remain calm.

In the opening leg of the encounter, Borussia Dortmund swept Real Madrid four to one on their home turf, securing an absolute advantage for advancement.

Some veteran pundits chatted and debated, yet they could not quite reach a definitive conclusion: after all, what truly defined righteousness, and what defined evil?

"Hand over the Millennium Snow Lotus, or don't even think about leaving!" the leader shouted sternly. No sooner had the words fallen than he charged straight toward Su Ying'er and Sikong Qiong.

Shotaro Ishikawa saw stars! He completely lost his sense of direction, though the ghost infant could still distinguish north from south. However, the ghost infant's eyes were filled with sheer terror; it knew all too well and understood completely that it was utterly incapable of contending with this opponent and had no way of defeating them.

The tone remained flat and calm, yet Xia Hui could discern a different kind of emotion in Ye Chen's voice. She scrutinized the Ye Chen before her closely, suddenly feeling that he had matured a great deal, even carrying the aura of those towering figures.

Thinking about it this way, it made a lot of sense. Wen Xiao did not hesitate to hack into the backend server of this software. In less than five minutes, Li Rui's music circle appeared before the three of them. Yet, all the content published in Li Rui's moments consisted solely of the musical pieces she performed herself, completely devoid of any Chinese characters.

Jiang Shen recounted everything he and old Ren knew to Ling Aoxue, word for word, and now he simply waited to observe Ling Aoxue's reaction.

"What is it?" Being extremely sensitive to begin with, Ye Chen felt that something was even more amiss upon hearing Yang Dachong's words.

This was precisely the reason why he responded in silence; the opponent's line of thinking was simply too bizarre, and blindly trusting them could easily lead to utter destruction for himself and the entire Water Spirit Clan.

Zhang Shaozhu withdrew her gaze from the door curtain and continued inspecting the room. The totems on the ceilings of the various rooms were still there, the door she had kicked open yesterday remained wide open with a concave footprint on it, and the blood she had splattered on the wall behind her yesterday had now turned into streaks of water stains.

Abruptly picking up his mobile phone, he began making a call. The employee questioning Li Seung-soo first adopted a gentle tone to appease him, then dialed the number, observing Li Seung-soo's facial expressions while the call connected.

A sudden, deafening roar erupted from the calm sea surface, and then a massive dark shadow burst forth from the water. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than the Demon God.

"What is this?" Gao Fei froze in astonishment. The stone monument emerging from the ground was roughly two zhang tall, carved with bizarre patterns and emanating a formidable aura.

Upon returning to Gaoping, Colonel Takashi Takamori was immediately admitted to Sakura Hospital and treated personally by Japanese specialist doctors, finally regaining a healthier complexion.

Gao Fei eventually left. Amidst the reluctant and sorrowful gazes of Xia Tao and the others, he departed by helicopter.

With a pull of his hands, Wang Fan continuously transformed thirty talismans between his palms, ultimately shaping them into a giant yellow bow. He held the giant bow in his left hand, rubbed his right hand against the bow handle, and a brilliantly glowing green arrow appeared between his two fingers.

Or rather, given his current condition, dodging it was out of the question... Having just escaped from the chaotic space, he possessed only about a third of his original strength.

As soon as they arrived at the waiting room area, the crowd grew dense and the atmosphere lively. Everyone cast their gazes toward Li Seung-soo and his companions as they approached.

Lin Yu's weak voice rang out. Most of the energy within his body had been consumed to heal his injuries, leaving him still in a state of weakness.

Furthermore, every single sudden acceleration of his proved ineffective; the latter would accelerate simultaneously within less than a tenth of a second after his own speed burst, while maintaining an identical pace. To Kael, this could only mean one thing: Li Lingyi's speed was far superior to his own, which was simply terrifying.

Asians, particularly the Mongoloid peoples, possessed a congenital flaw: protruding maxillae and irregular teeth. Wang Ning's unnaturally flawless, pearly-white teeth were practically a work of art in the eyes of the ancients.

The Great God of Sterilization lurked around Yang Yi, having become thoroughly familiar with Yang Yi's daily habits and even his manner of speaking. As the saying goes, "He who touches pitch shall be defiled," and before long, the Great God of Sterilization spoke in a manner remarkably similar to Yang Yi's, casually throwing around self-referential terms with great fluency.

Therefore, upon hearing Wang Puchen's words, A Cheng arranged for Wang Puchen to wait for Xiao Shan in the second-floor parlor of the Dayu Chamber of Commerce, while he himself proceeded to settle the accounts of the Chamber of Commerce with Wang Puchen's subordinates. Meanwhile, after a thorough wash and a change into a blue suit, Xiao Shan drove away from the Xiao residence straight toward the Dayu Chamber of Commerce.

At this time, the Supreme Taoist has not yet established the Human Teaching, and in order to support the human lineage, the supreme treasure of the human race, the Kongtong Seal, slipped through the Supreme Taoist's grasp.

A wave of emotion stirred within Lin Yu's heart; he rushed over and kissed her rosy lips. Suzuki Nanako let out a startled gasp, closed her eyes, and blushed deeply.

At this moment, the Great Tribulation of the Consecration of the Gods was about to begin, and the fortune of the Shang Dynasty was shifting from its peak to decline. Various saints and heavenly lords seized this opportunity to merge two tribulations into one, initiating the War of the Consecration of the Gods to appoint deities on behalf of heaven and fill the three hundred and sixty-five positions of orthodox gods.

"System, can these memories be retrieved?" Despite his anger, Li Lingyi still raised the question; after all, anger aside, he still needed to find a solution to the problem.

"Understood." Receiving the order, the guards slung their bows over their backs, then spun and leapt forward, charging fiercely toward Yu Weiyan.

"Sister—" Xue Qingrou's soul-shaking screech pierced the heavens, her blood-red eyes staring fixedly at the red-robed figure collapsing toward her.

In truth, he did not care whether they could find any clues. Although the desolate mountain range was like a mystery to them, and encountering whatever lay within was uncertain, Xin Ze felt not a shred of panic.

While wolfing down his food, Zhu Da felt a sense of internal emotion: people always subconsciously avoided difficulties they could not solve, and if there was no way out, they simply pretended they did not exist—a truth unchanged from ancient times to the present.

A harsh, piercing scream rang out, snapping those lost in various thoughts back to reality. Ah yes, the battle on the arena was not yet over. Although they already understood what the outcome would be, was there truly not the slightest possibility of a reversal?

Early the next morning, Lan Qingqing sent someone to deliver another thousand taels of silver to Jing Ye so he could purchase more items. After yesterday's commotion, Lan Qingqing felt that no matter what, she could not let anyone look down upon Jing Ye, meaning the gifts could not be too meager.