Chapter 4
Upon seeing the signal flare in the sky, Song Yu promptly retrieved the flare gun from her backpack and fired upwards.
The direction of the signal flare was quite far from her current location.
Given the current road conditions, even if Song Yu traveled through the night, she might not make it in time.
The nighttime wind and snow would easily cause her to lose her way, so she decided to search the town first to see if she could find a sled or a snowmobile.
Even finding a pair of snow chains would be a blessing.
At least then she could drive—besides, the amusement park is packed with toddlers who haven't even shed their baby fat. Aren't you afraid of disrupting social order and corrupting the next generation of society's pillars?
It could be said that he was an absolute anomaly in the cultivation world for countless years. Words like extraordinary talent or supreme aptitude were simply not enough to describe him; none of his peers could even catch a glimpse of his shadow, and attaining the Dao to become an immortal was just around the corner.
Now, all she could do was pray that Gu Chen would cook those dishes containing carrots and cilantro with a much stronger flavor to mask that peculiar taste, otherwise she would genuinely feel like vomiting from eating it.
Yet unexpectedly, it ended up injuring her. I wonder if the wound is deep? It was all her fault; she shouldn't have joked with Chestnut.
The man's tone was flat, devoid of its usual pampering and tenderness, which left Sheng Ruoxi in a momentary daze. Perhaps people are simply born to be masochistic; when Xiao Yunqi used to speak to her with tenderness mixed with doting affection, she only found it annoying. Now that he spoke with coldness and detachment, it actually made her feel a hint of nostalgia.
Feeling the shift in Huang Xiang's aura, even the fans at the scene gradually stopped their clamor and quietly watched him. Heroes are born right here.
"What counts as an injury like this? You haven't been to the battlefield to look—there are people still slaughtering the enemy with wounds ten times worse than mine!" Ye Yulin truly did not take it to heart.
At 8:30 PM, the players from both the Cavaliers and the Heat slowly took to the court. Today was Christmas, so Santa Claus hats were distributed free of charge at the venue. The attendance for tonight's game reached an astonishing 21,234 people; the aisles were packed to capacity, and even the VIP seats were filled to the brim.
"Grandpa, you're hateful!" Zhang Penny's face transitioned from overcast to sunny, revealing a faint smile.
Therefore, as a special exception, a unique seat was temporarily designated for Xia Yuan, placing him as the fourteenth member of the Red Wall Thirteen.
Before Tian Nuu could finish a single sentence, he was smashed in the face with a punch, flying backward like a shooting star.
"Don't move around recklessly, what if you fall!" Ye Zheng grabbed Sheng Fengnian by the arm and pulled him back.
Jiang Dongyu channeled a whisk immortal art, making the blood on his body vanish and his wounds heal, leaving no trace of weakness whatsoever.
Although her brother Feng Xiao possessed quite decent talent among his generation, he fell far too short compared to the man before her, giving her a sense of security she had never felt before. As she thought about it, her gaze grew hazy and distant.
Fortunately, there was a vacuum zone in between—an area free of thick fog—which did not block divine perception, so Mu Qiu easily spotted an ancient palace rising from the ground. Mo Yanxi saw it clearly as well, and the two of them descended, landing right before the entrance of the palace.
"Indeed it is. Perhaps this is simply my fate?" Malov replied calmly.
After quite a while, Lu Xi still hadn't returned. Li Yanming thought to himself, surely making milk tea doesn't take this much trouble, right? Could the two of them have gotten too caught up chatting?
As this gap grew increasingly severe, the entire world seemed to be brewing an unimaginably terrifying potential energy.
Initially, the two access permissions related to lower-level spaces had already been used up. Now, where the third black hole originally belonged, the light orb named [Medium-Level Space Will Trial Permission] had two uses remaining, while this [Medium-Level Space Will Incursion Permission], like the lower-level one before it, had only a single use.
The styles that the proprietress found difficult to handle actually seemed quite pleasant to Chu Yunxi. One was a light cyan piece, faintly embroidered with moonlight-silver patterns, exuding nobility coupled with simplicity; the other was a pale blue piece, embroidered with scattered white plum blossoms, grand yet composed. From a distance, it wasn't dazzlingly bright, but up close, the superior quality of the fabric could be fully appreciated.