Chapter 128: Shuangniang, Let Us Marry (Part One)

Xu Changmao was no one to him. Even if he knew about all the good deeds Xu Changmao had done, he wouldn’t have come at her with such an accusatory demeanor. Lately, she hadn’t offended him either. Even if she wanted to, she would have needed to see him in person, have the opportunity to do so.

While quickly pondering this, Yun Shuang stepped into the front hall, smiling brightly. “General Jiang, what a surprise! I didn’t even have time to prepare.”

“Master Thomas, Mr. Boone really has a temper,” Ali said with a chuckle, glancing at Ar who, despite scratched across the face, remained calm and composed.

After all, in PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds, performance records could be checked. Once Chu Sheng finished, they would look up his stats. Chu Sheng had been taught a lesson by Wei Jiang and had a rough idea of this legendary figure’s strength.

He trusted her so much. Even though the last time the style was off, she still helped promote it. Not a single chapter of the comic had been uploaded, yet it was already being recommended.

The competitors in the venue gradually took their places around their tables, while the table next to Luo Yu still sat empty.

Amanda wielded a broken broad sword and a spear. The two hunters moved so swiftly they were almost like shadows, their forms blurred, only the clashing sounds of their weapons audible.

Before, no one could do anything because they lacked a primordial spirit; the flesh would only wither gradually. Now, with the spirit restored, the body would slowly recover. But this was not an overnight process. Chu Xian had also discovered something crucial.

Groot, after explaining, tactfully reminded Ar that the collaboration could continue, even inviting him to join.

The prince had never been met with such cold rejection before. Pouting in grievance, he nevertheless spoke frankly.

Though he would eventually be captured by Jingcha, surviving against all odds was far better than dying outright. Success would grant him freedom; failure meant imprisonment with food and drink, but no threat to his life.

Now, the timid man was a stark contrast to the radiant figure he had been moments before.

The ancient city was destined to be destroyed by the undead, but it was already an empty shell. After humanity had completely abandoned it, the mysterious mission was considered accomplished.

Those pitiful eyes reminded Xia Mei of her modern-day husky. Whenever it made a mistake, it looked at her just like that.

Liu Aihua, staring at the grim-faced man who had drawn close, truly could not recall what Sister Wang’s face had looked like before.

The Hack tribe wanderers had long been wary of the hungry ghosts with many eyes. The previous ambush was launched only after the Heavenly Dao Saiyans intervened and drew attention. Now, with both sides locked in a fierce showdown, neither gained the upper hand, making this new opportunity for an ambush perhaps even better than before.

“Kill it tenderly? Didn’t we used to just throw it into the latrine? Has it been upgraded now?” Binghuo pondered secretly.

To compete for the few advanced quotas, there was always some lingering resentment among them.

The room was so quiet that the faintest sounds from outside drifted into Lin Wanwan’s ears, making her shiver involuntarily from within.

It was likely because, in this era, many patients—especially in rural areas—were accustomed to enduring illness at home. They were reluctant to enter a hospital unless absolutely necessary.

The heroic spirits were all at the highest alert level, prepared to respond at any moment to a possible great battle.

Suppressing doubts in his heart, the Buddha of the Warring States focused on watching the fight. Everyone was curious: where was Qian Jie’s limit? The first six rounds had been too easy; no one could discern his true boundaries.

Just as we had set up the tent, a cold wind suddenly blew through. With a loud crash, the tents were all knocked down. The four horses grazing nearby were startled and galloped swiftly into the depths of the forest.

But such actions were inevitably seen by some noble classmates as “pretentious” and “arrogantly aloof.”