Chapter 66 Land Reclamation and Learning

The Great Chieftain shouted out to him. It had been a very, very long time since he last uttered that name, and his voice sounded somewhat hoarse and heavy as he spoke.

With both hands, she handed the box over to Mother Yan. Amidst her confusion, she opened it, and instantly, the contents of the box captured everyone's attention. Those who saw it could not help but gasp. No one spoke; they were all utterly stunned by the gift.

Li Yifeng looked at Wu Xin's expression and let out a silent sigh in his heart. Fine, he had been emotionally tormented yet again.

Hu Qianyin and Xue Keyang were discussing matters related to the materials, while Hu Biqing watched with a deep sense of envy, wondering when she would ever be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Xue Keyang.

Upon seeing Yan Chengluo, Yaxin's face blossomed into a radiant smile, but when she saw Hua Xu stepping out of the car right after, that smile could no longer remain radiant no matter what.

Chu Chengguan was locked in the prince's estate dungeon. Although he was not mistreated, life was far from easy for him, and he had lost a considerable amount of weight.

Thus, the two of them stood quietly at the entrance of the villa. Mu Siyue kept her head lowered, while Qi Rui gazed at her face with a pensive look.

"Big Brother, just say the word, and I'll take the boys tonight to hamstring him," the third brother, Sun Yonghu, stood up and said fiercely.

"Not hungry, I don't want breakfast. Qi Rui, I ate way too much last night, I'm still stuffed..." Her voice was still somewhat sleepy as she tightly hugged the quilt and refused to let go.

Sanbeng was frantic with rage, walked over, and kicked Hedgehog, sending him stumbling forward. "Get lost!" Feng Liuzi was not about to be outdone. "Sanbeng, are you out of your mind? Why did you kick him for?" Sanbeng did not reply, and angrily sat down in a chair. Well, at least the ending was considered perfect, with no loopholes to be found.

Seeing Zhou Lin looking at her like that, Wu Zhenni was filled with helplessness, and her heart gradually softened.

As Hu Ximei fled in desperate panic, Du Xianyang and Lin Miaochang's attacks failed to reach her. The seven bone fiends seemed entirely dedicated to protecting her safety, ignoring everything else. In the midst of the chaotic battle, they constantly shifted positions, entirely constrained by the movements of Hu Ximei alone.

A massive fist slammed heavily into Vlad's face, twisting the gigantic dragon head to the side with a snarling expression. This strike finally yielded some results; such a raw, physical attack turned out to be far more effective.

Pei Xuan had originally intended to treat this place as a utopia, but upon hearing Song Wan's words, he remembered the saying that under the vast heaven, every inch of land belongs to the king. He could not help but sigh—to treat this place as a utopia, one first had to become a bandit or an outlaw.

Lian Haiping pressed a hand to his brow, silently sensing the long-dormant yin soul of Li Mengshang within the sphere of light in his sea of consciousness, and murmured softly. A wave of sorrowful longing flowed gently through Lian Haiping's heart. In the blink of an eye, decades had rushed past, yet that emotion had not only failed to fade but had instead grown increasingly fierce.

Before heading home, Chen Ji went to the bank first, depositing all twenty-one thousand yuan into his card before walking back home.

He didn't even have time to glance back, judging in his heart that the self-detonation power of those tens of thousands of spirit beasts would be entirely sufficient for him as long as it could block the black-clothed spirit for three breaths of time.

If Jiang Chen had psychological issues, then at least half of the high school seniors would be suffering from depression.

Inside the mine tunnel, Li Yang discovered that the reddish hue was due to the numerous rocks on the rugged cave walls emitting a faint red glow. Moreover, the temperature inside the tunnel was several times higher than outside. If Li Yang had not protected his body with spiritual energy, he likely would have suffered from dehydration and died within a very short time.

"You mentioned earlier that Xiao Bi maintained a direct, single-line contact with the Madam. Do you have any way to contact the Madam?" Xiao Tian asked again.

"Furthermore, she should be an old friend of yours and my aunt! I could tell from her tone that she is very familiar with you both!" Dongmu Xuan replied thus.

"Hehe... Boss, don't worry, I'll take good care of them! I won't let them bring shame upon you, Boss!" Fang Jie said without the slightest blush on his face.

However, why did Gao Zijian drag me here? Did he... did he misunderstand something?

Previously, the rust on the boundary sword had occasionally flaked off, but those were only outer crusts that never truly revealed the sword body itself. He had not expected that this time, after being scorched by the Nine-Color Dao Fire, the actual sword body would finally be exposed.

Inside the cafe of Tianyu Hotel, Yun Hai and Chen Tao stood facing each other. Although they appeared to be conversing amiably, the atmosphere was rather poor, somewhat awkward and tense.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed. Whether Yang Xiao and Liu Xu had coordinated it or not, they arrived at almost the exact same time.

A large axe came hacking down directly at Hu Maozhen's head, accompanied by a long spear from the side. Presumably, the Jianzhou Tartars had already realized he was the commander of this Qin cavalry troop and swarmed him simultaneously.

Inside Tianze Manor, after dinner, Tang Xueyan, Tang Xueqing, and Nian Nujian were watching television in the living room when suddenly Tang Xueyan and Tang Xueqing clutched their chests and collapsed. Their expressions changed drastically instantly, their faces turning alternately pale and flushed.

He still felt that spiritual artifacts held greater value—they were priceless and impossible to seek out, whereas sarira relics were something they possessed, while spiritual artifacts were extremely scarce. The Heavenly Demon Saint held the exact same view.

Han Lin impatiently waved his hand casually and sent the old man flying once more. What left him utterly speechless was why this old man, having been beaten to this state, still refused to pull out some hidden trump card.

Thinking along these lines, combined with the condition inside the Sea Emperor's body, Chu Feng could be completely certain that the Sea Emperor was actually a spiritual vein. It was simply because the spiritual energy it possessed was far too powerful that it spontaneously became a living entity, and the reason the sea clan existed was precisely because of its presence.