Chapter 64: Save One Guardian Slot for Me

Depois de me tornar um guia de elite, eles não me deixaram mais em paz Mil montanhas amparam os sonhos. 1285 words 2026-08-05 00:53:48

Yana crossed her arms and leaned back against the sofa, looking at him. "Haven't you been punished enough? Besides, your mission was meant to be a scapegoat operation in the first place. That bastard Disson was bound to die sooner or later. It's just that you didn't handle it cleanly—you had to kill him right in front of everyone. Since people saw it, Alex had no choice but to punish you. Still, I thought he would just put on a show at most; I didn't expect the punishment to be this severe. It seems I still underestimated him."

Reno remained silent, lowering his gaze to conceal all his emotions.

Yana...

That eunuch's falsetto was extremely shrill. Even across the military tent, Mixiaoyao could hear it clearly, let alone from the neighboring tent.

"Five, five, six, big." The skinny man was secretly delighted, so following Tang Zhong's reminder, he bet on the big side. Sure enough, he won this time, and the skinny man beamed instantly, as if he had laid eyes on the God of Wealth.

Mu Han's expression was calm and expressionless as the Burying Heaven Coffin continuously slammed down, every strike carrying extraordinarily terrifying force.

Zhou Yingying's home was on the third floor. The temperature in the stairwell was already scorching hot, and stepping on the floor made the oppressive, burning heat palpable even through the soles of her shoes.

Mu Xichen fell into a trance. The profound mysteries within the true scripture were like mist and lightning, yet also like a sudden thunderclap on flat ground. Deep within his internal organs, an inexplicable restlessness stirred, like a golden carp in a pond transforming into a dragon upon encountering rain.

Martial artists—and those who used treasured artifacts to imbue their own martial arts with sentience... Amidst these battles, Xiao Lan pioneered his very own [Martial Artist] style.

Guo Xiuli sat on the sofa in the living room, her gaze darting around as if searching for something.

Even among the people who had traveled thousands of miles from the capital, the names of familiar acquaintances could faintly be glimpsed on the registration ledger.

Thinking of that scene littered with corpses, even these military heavyweights felt a chill in their hearts.

After grandfather passed away, mother fell out with her maternal family because the burden of raising children was too heavy, and the uncle severed ties in front of the entire clan.

"Since that's the case, let's all go in and give it a try. If we can't hold on, we'll just pull back. The condition for the dungeon to disappear shouldn't be too weak," Yun Jinyao said immediately.

Luo Yichen kicked Ji Zici away with disgust and gave his bodyguard a look, signaling him to continue the beating.

The group of people surrounding Lu Mingxuan to toast him all involuntarily shuddered. Everyone harbored a certain fear for the Lu Fox, so they did not dare to go too far; otherwise, if this fellow were to "retaliate," it would be more than enough to make them suffer.

Noontime was dining hour. Yun Yiyi had been following Le Yu all day to familiarize herself with the company, and as for the business department, she merely showed her face before leaving.

Fei Mo gazed at Yun Yiyi with bright phoenix eyes; as long as he looked at her, whatever he did filled him with happiness.

With one hand clutching my stomach and the other propping up my head against the desk, wearing an expression of bitter agony as I struggled against hunger, it unconsciously drew out a look full of guilt on Shangguan Yunling's face.

Had Yun Jinyao been here, she would surely have been astonished: the main city zone not only prohibited flying in the air but also restricted spatial magic.

Before long, Zhao Qishang was seen returning with two backbaskets of daylilies, holding a wild hare in his hand as well.

If only he would speak a few words to her, but unfortunately, he didn't say a single word.

Sand flying and stones rolling, the earth shattering, and the blood river sealed all stirred up layer upon layer of magnificent bloody waves.

The Evil Eagle Gang's chief first-in-command pulled out a mid-grade spirit weapon, infused it with mighty true essence, and shattered the brilliant starlight! Yet he himself was sent staggering backward through the air.

The only ones who could tame unruly children were their mothers—even if it wasn't Michelle's mother, the methods were clearly identical, especially upon hearing the unruly child's reply, the soothing approach was the same as well.

"Ask your brother's wife and child what good deeds they've actually done," Zhang Mei sneered, venom and harshness in her eyes.

The venue fell into a dead silence. Not only could Xue Zhongxian not comprehend it, but all the spectators also failed to understand the meaning behind it. This was simply too bizarre.