Volume 1, Chapter 42: Second Master: It’s Standard Procedure for a Fiancé and Fiancée, Now Give Me a Hug~

Even so, you still cannot foresee or control such outcomes. Therefore, before destiny unfolds, it is unpredictable and unknowable; once it has occurred, it is unchangeable.

"Alright, I have five days off. Why don't we go on a spontaneous trip tomorrow?" Leng Chenxu suggested.

Once the fifty Six-Winged God-Devouring Ants in Rushou’s possession joined the fray, the stone wall’s ability to regenerate could no longer keep pace with their ravenous gnawing. The wall began to diminish at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"That is why I believe we should suppress them with force. Since they have arrived on our Thunder Clan’s territory, they should listen to us," Mayi insisted, standing firm in his opinion.

At this moment, the Brown Dragon was in a precarious state, its body riddled with arrows and soaked in blood, while two vicious bandits crawled upon its back, wreaking havoc.

Xu Xian stared blankly at the beauty, who had suddenly transformed from gentle and elegant to heroic and spirited, possessing a charm that was utterly captivating. He could not utter a single word.

After sniffing the ground a few times, the creature scrambled up the wall and onto the roof like a dog with its tail between its legs.

Yet, even with the Martial Saint's will erased, the Martial Saint Atoms possessed a power that devoured everything, causing even the dragon race to suffer immensely upon contact. Never mind collecting the atoms—few could even manage to walk away safely.

Bai Yingjin and Lin Yishang returned with late-night snacks, and the house grew quite lively. It was not until around midnight that Bai Sisi and Bai Nennen said their goodbyes and left.

Lost in thought, his mind was in turmoil. Having no heart left to look at Tang Xiaofu, he turned and walked into the classroom, sitting at his desk in a daze.

Zhang Sheng delivered a slap, and two of Ding Wanmu’s molars were instantly knocked out, leaving half his face swollen high.

"Idiot, look closely for yourself. Do you really think you’ve mastered a divine skill?" Lu Tongfei was so angry she nearly kicked him, roaring as she threw the secret manual in front of me.

The room was nearly ready; two tables were pushed together, forming a perfect circle for all of us. On the table, cold dishes, skewers, and beer were in abundance—more than enough for everyone.

An emoticon of Director Jin pierced the chest of the Thousand-King. No one could have expected that in the final arena match, low-tier and earth-tier techniques would become the decisive moves.

The audience, naturally unaware of the environment the participants were experiencing, saw those immersed in the illusions as madmen, talking to the air and fighting with thin air.

At that moment, a Jetta finally turned the corner of the street and stopped in front of us. The four of us knew it must be Zheng Wei, so we all flicked away our cigarette butts.

"A big deal? Can there be anything bigger here than you being shot?" In Britain, where civilian gun ownership is quite low, an armed attack on the police is truly a matter that turns the world upside down.

Alsha gritted her teeth, grabbed the dazed and gasping Theonis, and retreated resolutely, hoping to escape in the moment the four beast generals were blocked by the self-detonation of the Tasha family elder, striving for a chance to exact revenge another day.

The seven-member alliance included three from the New Oriental Sword Sect. Aside from Ziyan, the others were Huajiao (Sichuan Peppercorn) and Shengjiang (Ginger) of the New Oriental Seven, who lacked real names and were all named after the seven major kitchen condiments.

"Third Senior Brother, the wound on Eldest Senior Brother's chest is bleeding again." Yiran noticed the clothes over Ling Tian's chest becoming damp, and upon closer inspection, realized it was blood.

The mutated night demon did not return, but Zhang Zhao had already walked to the car where it had fallen, picked up a long, flat stone from the ground, and scraped some black blood from the roof of the car.

One must be strong to survive. Any softness or mercy in the apocalypse can only lead to death.

This invitation clearly came from his new master. Usually, choosing to use voice chat for more intuitive communication was nothing strange, but what made his expression stiffen was the ID of the person who sent the request—was this actually a couple's name?

"But..." Mu Yuan opened his mouth wide, wanting to continue, but he didn't know how to express it, looking at Chu Yun with a touch of bitterness.

While Auli was still confused, she saw He Miaomiao casually toss her backpack aside and rush over like a gust of wind, leaping into the arms of the smiling man.

The scenery in the Forest Park was quite pleasant, with towering pines, lush cypresses, and hidden flowers, combined with the occasional singing of birds, which allowed Chen Bo’s heart—previously anxious with worry—to slowly calm down.

"Wait for us a moment." Wang Ting said this, looked at the other three, and said nothing more, apparently intending to leave and find a solution.

Hugo deeply regretted putting Ribery on the field. Perhaps because it had been a long time since he started, Ribery’s desire to perform was too intense, yet his performance was abysmal, and the midfield’s state today was incredibly poor.

Watching the stunningly beautiful Liu Shiyan lying quietly on the grass by the flowerbeds, his heart suddenly began to race, and a flicker of wicked thoughts flashed through his mind. He observed vigilantly for a long time, and convinced there was no one else around, his courage grew.

Everyone knew that these two corpses were currently the most watched and valuable "treasures" in the world for research.

She was able to become the number one in the martial arts world not only because of talent and luck, but because she possessed the indomitable heart of a powerhouse.

He had always been a light sleeper; this time, it must have been that the combination of time travel and staying up late had left him too exhausted.

After becoming a chief disciple, the first step was naturally to report to the sect. At the appointed time, the sect would distribute resources and assign tasks to help you truly integrate into the core disciples.

Although they had only completed a quarter of the work, seeing the rice they had planted, a sense of pride spontaneously arose in their hearts.

"Take this later and lure away those guards. I have to sneak in; I cannot watch this wedding proceed." Feng Xiaoshuang handed a bag to Qianhe.

The desolate old forest was silent, not even producing the characteristic sounds of predators, yet it was precisely this environment that felt all the more chilling.