Volume 1, Chapter 57: Who on earth came up with this name!

"Name! What's your name!"
The little boy caught Ye Ling's words instantly, his entire face flushing bright red!
"You are not allowed to say it!"
"Why on earth shouldn't I say it!"
"Get lost!"
"This isn't your house! Hump! I'm going to say it... I'm going to say it! Your name is Li Pig-Dog!"
With a loud bang!
The little boy's eyes turned red!
Tears began to stream down, drop by drop.

Langhua agreed, "Very well, I'll keep it for you for now," without asking what exactly was inside the box.
The distance between them grew closer and closer, closer still, the oppressive weight seeming to congeal the air and make it difficult to breathe.

Another wave of commotion ensued; the blood-red radiance suddenly dimmed, and the outer layer of blood lotus flowers began to gradually wither and vanish.

Nick Fury was truly overjoyed right now. According to intelligence relayed through internal channels, the Myth organization, which had always been at loggerheads with S.H.I.E.L.D., had suffered some unknown mishap—whether due to internal mutiny or betrayal, they had sustained heavy casualties, and their current strength was severely crippled.

The Genesis Energy instantly surged like a wound-up alarm clock, beginning to vibrate violently within Wang Yu's mind.

If this Azure Dragon could be slain, its carcass alone would constitute an invaluable treasure for China. Furthermore, not just this Azure Dragon, but the corpses of all mutated beasts could be said to be priceless treasures. One could say that as long as they successfully survived the apocalypse, China was bound to welcome a qualitative leap forward.

Uncle Feng had discovered their tracks nearby; these people were staring at the official road as if planning to waylay travelers. If they were indeed as ruthless as mountain bandits, the people Uncle Feng brought with him would catch them red-handed.

"Could that be a pupil technique he developed himself?" Onoki thought, incomparably shocked. To develop a pupil technique, what kind of astonishing talent did that require?

Given the current situation in Konoha, even if the Third Hokage were to suddenly perish, the one who would ultimately ascend to the position of Hokage would undoubtedly be Asaki Chisuke.

Zeng Yifan couldn't figure it out. What were "they"? What he had just crushed felt like pieces of pottery or broken tiles, yet they seemed even more brittle than that.

His gaze was hollow and lost, seemingly carrying a hint of sorrow as if he had lost his soul, yet it was somewhat different from the state of being possessed by an evil entity.

However, at the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief: as long as the Emperor was not suspecting the teacher's identity, these matters were all easy to explain.

Wrapped in the millennium crystal and water, her body was not clearly discernible, yet this flickering, hazy indistinctness only added a few more layers of alluring enchantment.

As for the previous plan with Bai Yifei... Tianze had already broken free, jumping out of the chessboard, and the so-called scheme had completely become a joke.

However, three years of work on the moon had caused his physical condition to deteriorate day by day, and he frequently suffered from hallucinations, which prevented him from concentrating while working. Consequently, a severe accident occurred while he was driving the lunar rover.

The only issue turned out to be unrelated to the plot. Li Mu felt that his Hua Shang seemed to have produced a few too many Qing Dynasty imperial dramas. Even though someone else would shoot them regardless of whether he did, Qing dramas could make money and propel actors to stardom, and making money was nothing to be ashamed of—yet having too much of a single genre indeed wasn't ideal.

Especially since right behind the tank followed a super-powerful damage dealer; if one failed to manage it properly, they were very likely to wipe themselves out first.

The next moment, the flying boat carrying Jiang Chen and the others soared into the sky, hovering mid-air and standing at a distant standoff against them.

Amidst these words, a cold flash of light flickered. Tang Min'er felt a pain at the tip of her middle finger and instinctively wanted to pull it back, but Xu Yang, who had anticipated this, held it steady. Crimson blood immediately welled up, dripping drop by drop into the jade bowl.

Following that, she seemingly utilized a palm-blow of wind to stir up two intense streams of spiritual energy, guiding the swirling tornado to appear directly at the black ape's feet, thereby restricting its mobility.