Chapter 125: Positioning!

"Oh, come on, Senior Brother, what are you thinking?"
"We're safe for now, don't worry."
"As long as you stick close to me, even our Martial Uncle is no match for me."
Chen Fan’s smile was innocent and harmless, yet it was enough to make anyone’s skin crawl.
...
"Strange! By all logic, we should have arrived by now!" an experienced middle-aged police officer remarked.
Was such a massive operation really necessary just for a scroll? Could it be that collecting seven of them truly summons a dragon? If the game is played this way, what chance do other players have? They’d be eliminated before even entering the arena.
"If I were you, I wouldn't be so rude," William said, beads of cold sweat on his face, struggling to speak to Xuan Yan.
"Excellent tea!" After a long while with his eyes closed, Xu Zhiming slowly opened them, his face filled with intoxicated appreciation.
Jiang Leying felt a bit embarrassed; she realized she had been worrying too much, which had prevented her from enjoying her meal properly.
A look of confusion flickered across her eyes. She looked at her bandaged wrist and realized what had happened.
Qin Yu couldn't tell the difference anymore; if she didn't speak to someone about it, she knew she would be restless all day.
An Yichen nodded, "See you at dinner then." With that, he ran off. After completing the first lap, he walked for a few steps before starting the second. As he reached the foot of the mountain, he suddenly felt a tremor, and rocks began to tumble down from the side.
"I came to you for help this time. You know how to subdue demons and ghosts, right? You were the one who conquered the ghost in the hospital last time." Niu Dahong’s expression was sincere and earnest.
However, Brother Xiao was known in the Jinzhou underworld as the "Smiling Tiger," a name that echoed far and wide, making him a dominant overlord of the local criminal world.
Within the circle of French Awakeners, there was a theory that the Lascaux cave paintings were not the whole story; a significant portion remained hidden within the mountain, and those hidden murals were the true essence of the Lascaux collection.
Just as he reached the entrance, he was met by two rows of hotel staff in uniform, each holding a bouquet of flowers, lining the path from the entrance all the way to the front desk.
Xiao Pan had about a hundred pieces on his side, but production was temporarily halted due to a shortage of Qi-Forging Gems.
Lin Yu did not answer him, focusing entirely on his own breakthrough. This frightened Bai Ning, who feared he had failed to suppress the surge of true energy, causing it to flare up again. However, Feng Caiyuan was far more knowledgeable than Bai Ning.
Situ Mingyue was already teary-eyed, walking step by step toward Dugu Baitian. "Brother Baitian, you..." She tried hard to control herself, but in the end, she broke down into sobs.
Inside the Blue Team's chat box, Lin Xiao typed a prompt to his teammates while savoring a piece of chocolate.
A cold, clear moon hung high in the sky, its radiance surging toward Dugu Baitian like a tide. Several divine arts spun within him, greedily absorbing the lunar essence. The soft moonlight, like warm water and gentle breezes, tenderly soothed his wounded body.
Ding Juntao had grasped the current state of the First High School, so he implemented adjustments. After establishing a system for class placement and teacher performance assessment, he began to focus on building school spirit and perfecting school discipline.
Of course, people did not believe the two Emperors had been annihilated, as the Dugu family’s old martial emperor, Dugu Feiyu, had yet to fly into a rage. Most assumed the great battle had ended in a mutual defeat.
They were all planning to leave the planet. Even if it meant abandoning years of painstaking efforts on this world, they were willing to pay the price.
The city gate was still some distance away, so Lin Xiu exerted force into his legs, utilizing the "Snow-Treading Trace" movement technique.