Parallel Lines (Part 2)

Meanwhile, Mills wore a broad smile, for in a year's time, he would finally be able to kick Horgus out. The plans he had originally prepared were no longer needed; after all, who could blame Horgus for courting his own death?

Though He Li uttered his final sentence through gritted teeth, constrained by the current situation, he dared not act too rashly. He was therefore contemplating how best to eliminate Guo Hong and Ye Haoran in the days to come.

The two of them stood locked in a standoff. A moment later, a Daoist priest with the air of an immortal strolled down from the mountain, his gaze majestic and his expression cold.

Kang Huiming was clearly deeply traumatized, and his lingering terror was evident as he spoke. Ye Lili waited aside for about ten minutes as Kang's emotions gradually stabilized, allowing him to recall the process of discovering the body.

"So ruthless?" Shelley had originally assumed it was all just for show, and had thus dressed up gorgeously, right down to her high-heeled shoes.

The two wasted no time in returning to Hanshu's office, feeling utterly exhilarated by this operation. Successfully sniping four individuals from a position entirely unsuited for long-distance shooting counted as a personal best in their past missions.

With so many people watching, if Lin Siqi were to stoop to the level of this Su Nan, it would be a severe loss of face. In this day and age, whatever could be solved with money should never be resolved by any other means.

Relying on his acute perception and, most importantly, under the chaotic rules, Li Qingyuan easily discovered a weak spatial node. Piloting his battleship, he plunged straight into it.

An appetizing aroma wafted into Rong'er's nostrils. She slowly opened her eyes, her nose twitching incessantly. Upon seeing Zhuangzi roasting a glistening, oil-dripping rabbit, a smile naturally broke across her face. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she smacked her lips.

As soon as Yuan Shou finished speaking, he and Lu Luyi burst into hearty laughter. Yuan Tong did not launch a counterattack, merely muttering a string of curses under his breath.

The old man was momentarily stunned, then beamed with a smile and said, "It's nothing. I just haven't moved in many years, and my body was a bit stiff. I'm fine now."

Otherwise, how could one explain the sheer immensity of this secret realm? Since ancient times, it had never been heard of that a secret realm could surpass the vastness of the Divine Land.

Because they were not very familiar with the place, their only option was to send Zhang Wen ahead to scout out Yangdingtian's situation.

Trina put on an exceptionally brilliant performance in this match, acting practically like a god before the goal. Not a single person managed to pierce the net she guarded.

She truly wanted to handle the matter well, but she soon found that all these issues were far too troublesome and complex.

However, after the thunder rolled, every single unscrupulous miner fled into the forest. One could only hear the howling wind rushing past before vanishing without a trace.

Fleeing was certainly an option, but what about the others? The moment the blue uniform was slipped on, the instant the solemn oath was taken, memories flooded back, and scene after unforgettable scene flashed vividly before his eyes.

Therefore, the current situation was extremely dire for the Class 1-10 football team.

Finally, after a period of chaos, the Blood Moon Sect rallied all its members, blocking Li Mang and his two companions right halfway up the mountain.

"Cut the crap and take this!" Lu Liang shouted. Ye Xuan had originally intended to shoulder everything alone, but under Lu Liang's overconfident assumption of charge, he had no choice but to respond with all his strength. As the host of the formation, he could not afford to be distracted, or else the other three would suffer along with him.

In the end, she made this weighty decision. If she did not wish to destroy it, continuing this endless battle was simply not a solution.

Meng Changsheng's swordsmanship cultivation had reached a bottleneck, yet that threshold of sword intent remained stubbornly uncrossed. To him, the powerful sword intent unleashed by Dugu Ming was nothing less than a guiding beacon on the path of the sword. If he could gain some enlightenment from it, it might entirely help him take this crucial step forward.

Looking at Ziqian, Murong Rou did not avoid his gaze. She knew Ziqian had overheard their conversation, but was it too early to discuss such matters with him now? He was only five years old, and the grievances here could not be explained in just a few words.

Meng Changsheng's figure streaked across the firmament, traveling through the air. Although his current realm did not yet allow him to truly fly through the sky, short bursts of levitation were well within his grasp. Yet even this mere trick, in the eyes of Lin Qitong and the others, was no different from the arts of immortals and gods.

I opened QQ, and numerous avatars were flashing—messages left by online friends. I had no time to check them; my very first priority was to leave a message for Zhou Danfeng, whose screen name was "Mad Metal."

Seeing this, the surrounding crowd all turned solemn, watching the young man in white to gauge his strength. In their field of vision, the white-robed youth maintained his usual calm expression. As Lu Beng lunged forward with a punch, the youth remained lighthearted and unruffled, only striking out with lightning speed the very instant Lu Beng's fist was about to land.

Therefore, Mrs. Yang had never anticipated this either, and naturally felt profoundly apologetic, even offering her apologies again and again.

"...You too," Lu Ningming raised her head, her eyes misty with tears, feeling that Gu Zeyu's figure was somewhat unsteady.

Though Lin Ziqi spoke thus on the surface, in her heart she was actually hoping the patient would fly into a terrible rage, for if that happened, Ning Qian would surely be in for a world of hurt.