150 Mushrooms (8)

"Great! You performed a meritorious service today. Let me treat you to a meal to show my appreciation. What would you like to have?" Realizing it was a bit too rushed to head back now, they decided to skip going home and grab a bite somewhere outside instead.

The battle blade was only about an inch long, yet extraordinarily sharp. With a single slash, it cleaved the robot directly into two halves, which then dropped heavily onto the ground.

"From now on, everyone is free and no longer bound by gang regulations." Fat Fortune stared at Zhang Zhong's retreating figure, utterly baffled as to what this guy was actually trying to achieve.

A gust of chilling wind swept past. The puppet giant's eyes gradually regained a spark of sentience, its body emitting creaking sounds as it advanced toward Du Yi.

Following her instructions, Fang Yao was led into her presence by the steward. Upon seeing her, Fang Yao threw herself forward on her knees, wrapping her arms around the other woman's legs while weeping bitterly.

"So that's how it was!" Zhang Xinsheng muttered to himself. He believed that Kou Qiaozhen would never deceive him—that was simply his intuition.

She spoke in a gentle voice, tenderly brushing away the ice crystals frozen upon Bingxi's locks, her gaze filled with deep affection. Her eyes were laden with the remorse of failing to properly protect this only younger sister of hers.

"All of you are going to die." The man in white abruptly turned back to fix a fierce glare upon Brother Yong, and then, raising his gun, he fired a series of rapid shots, executing every single member of his own faction within the span of a few minutes.

Yue Sheng also shook his head; even if one were to smoke, they certainly couldn't smoke what was found here. Who knew what foreign substances might be mixed into the tobacco?

Lin Wan'er knew that if she didn't show something of her capabilities now, these people would just keep pestering her endlessly.

As the tempest finally subsided, the passengers and flight attendants inside the cabin gasped for air greedily, feeling as though they had just been granted a new lease on life.

Looking at it now, even if they managed to capture it and reseal it within Tianmen Town, all those monsters that had already slipped inside were still in there. Besides, who could say whether others were not continuing to pour in endlessly from the remaining entrances?

"It takes only a single move for me to defeat you!" Just as Xiao Yan's voice faded, silver radiance flickered beneath his feet, accompanied by a faint rumble of thunder. Simultaneously, his figure abruptly vanished into a blur.

Ordinary fierce beasts generally chose to undergo metamorphosis only upon reaching the Earth Realm, unless they were backed by a powerful faction capable of providing sufficient support.

The basement door was swung open, and the sight that greeted them left everyone utterly disconcerted. They had their subordinates revive Tom, who wore an expression of complete innocence.

"Your Highness, why not go inside and take a look? We can't find the way out of this mystic realm anyway," someone suggested.

Facing the weathered man she had not seen in a long time, Catherine let out a soft chuckle. The shape of her mouth and chin bore an uncanny resemblance to his.

Then, as if feeling they had achieved their desired effect, the crows suddenly flew off in unison. Gathering into a tight swarm, they morphed once again into a single sharp-beaked, monkey-faced crow.

The bewildered team members stared in astonishment at the scene unfolding before them. Only Li Kang understood what was happening in an instant, and he hastily stepped forward to pull Duan Fengchen to his feet.

Over the next few days, because Zhou Yunmei remained resentful over the incident from the other day, she gave Fang Pingying nothing but cold shoulders and sharp, sarcastic remarks whenever they spoke.

Shang Shiyu tucked the quilt snugly around him, pulled a chair over to the bedside, rested her chin in her hands, and stared at him for a long time. Whether it was just her imagination or not, she always felt... as though he had grown even thinner than yesterday.

Was it something anyone could possibly achieve, to found the Vast Heaven Sect and extend its influence upward into higher realms such as the Immortal World, the Demonic World, and the Spirit World?

As long as he struck Roger, even if his tree warriors lost to Roger's plant warriors, the ultimate outcome would still be his victory.

Hearing Chen Xingyu put it that way, a plain-looking young man nearby instantly grew displeased.

Just think back to when she and Luo Zhiming were living at home—at most, they would get three or five yuan a month from Zhou Yunmei. Now, combining her salary and Luo Zhiming's, they brought in over fifty yuan a month, which was more than enough for anything she wanted to do.

"Although I had considered the possibility of death, I never expected to meet my end here so soon." There was a trace of regret in Xiao Ruobai's words, yet not a shred of remorse.

In fact, the affair concerning the E30 back then was common knowledge in the circle. She guessed that probably no one present was unaware of it.

The entire Northern Immortal Emperor's Estate had been mobilized by his command. Their sole objective was to track down Wang Yu and the so-called righteous demigod.

A faint, gentle smile lingered constantly on the Night Mother's face, making her look exceptionally approachable and very easy to get along with.

As for the fish, she decided to ignore it completely. If it still refused to die after all this, Xia Qiu felt she ought to find a piece of tofu and smash her head against it to end her misery.

Compared to his previous battle with Byakuya Kuchiki, Kurosaki Ichigo executed the "Black Flowing Fang Blast" with significantly greater composure and a much denser spiritual pressure.

Narrowing his eyes as he watched the large woman bounce away, Roya truly hadn't expected her to possess such resolute courage to sever her own arm—one had to realize that making the decision to discard a limb was not something an ordinary person could do.

"Ye Chen, how come there is a scar on your back?" Zhao Ying asked, feigning casualness.

With that, Leone couldn't help rolling her eyes at Zifeng, a look of exhaustion creeping across her face. Although they had been filled with excitement all day without the slightest hint of tiredness while playing, now that they had finally stopped, the mental fatigue was gradually catching up to them.

Seeing the expression on Lucy's face, Zifeng naturally knew what she was thinking, but he chose not to offer excessive explanations, merely wearing a profoundly enigmatic smile.