60: A Selfish Woman

Feng Jinyan drove in casually and turned off the engine upon reaching the entrance of a building unit. He did not get out of the car; instead, he rested one hand on the steering wheel and placed his other arm casually along the window frame, sitting quietly. As he gazed at this unfamiliar building, numerous long-buried fragments and scenes suddenly welled up in his mind one after another.

He had never been to Ye Xiangwan’s home before. During their high school year, Ye Xiangwan had only returned once during the New Year, while the rest of the time—

Looking at the opponent's lineup and comparing it with that of his own class, an impulse to flee on the spot welled up within him.

In an instant, a thunderous roar echoed across the earth. The cavalry of the Jingzhou army began to move; once the formation was set, Huan Wei stood alone on horseback at the vanguard of the formation, waving the long sword in his hand.

Sure enough, Rena immediately lifted the quilt, got out of bed, walked over to me, placed her hand on the back of my neck, looked at me with concern for a moment, and then gave it a pinch.

Song Ming suddenly sensed something unusual. He acutely perceived that something here had changed, as if a powerful energy was erupting from the wooden cabin of the prophet Shabik.

The fat man could quite easily understand the classification system of the Henrik Empire Research Institute. What they called the virus branch was roughly equivalent to the Federation's genetic engineering, while the pharmaceutical branch should correspond to biochemistry, likely encompassing research and technology related to nutrition and hormones. The classification of the nanotechnology branch, however, was indeed somewhat vague.

She went wild in my arms, screaming and shouting, tearing at my clothes as if she wanted to burrow straight into my body! Yet, she was knocked unconscious by a single palm-strike from Jiazi Leg.

Since Master Wu, whose strength was formidable and whose cultivation reached the heavens, had said so, Meng Dalang set his heart at ease. Urging them onward, the team of dormant ones charged forward murderously, completely disregarding the increasingly dense gray miasma.

With another hammer blow, the protective vital energy guarding Wu Mufeng directly shattered, bursting into countless streams of force that surged and scattered in all directions.

Looking at the ten bottles of profound mystical heavenly spirit liquid before him, Chu Yan’s expression turned stern, his brows knitted slightly, and his divine sense swept across the ten jade bottles in an instant like lightning.

"What happened?" Upon hearing Qiu Yong’s voice, Zhang Yi’s heart tightened, assuming that something bad had occurred, and he suddenly quickened his pace.

She sat up drowsily from the bed, raised a hand to rub her head, and subconsciously turned her head to look for Mo Yongheng.

Mu Yuan stood before her, brandishing his sword to cut down the many attackers lunging forward, while Qingyi guarded Ji Zili's back against the enemies closing in from behind.

Tony watched from the side, silently clicking his tongue in awe. He thought with admiration: Tang is truly just too formidable and terrifying! Who the hell could possibly withstand that kind of onslaught?

I called Duan Jingchen, but he hung up after just one ring. I couldn't help but grow even more nervous. Was it inconvenient for him to answer? Could it be that he had caught up with Gu Tianbao?

No sooner had Chu Yunlian stepped through the doorway than Jinfeng followed right behind. In the heat of her anger, Chu Yunlian caught him squarely with a kick, sending him flying out before slamming the door shut with a loud bang.

Sipping her rice and eating her meal, Pei Nianbai looked entirely at ease, turning a deaf ear to Pei Nianxin's words.

He had taken her away after all. Despite suffering a near-total defeat at the hands of Jinfeng, he ultimately managed to take her away safely—how wonderful that was.

The mere thought of Xiling gave her a headache. Sighing softly, she gazed at Xiao'er's sleeping face, a faint azure gleam flashing through her eyes before eventually fading away. Her ink-dark eyes were filled with an unfathomable depth.

Ji Zili had no desire to pay him attention. When she stepped to the left, he moved to the left as well; when she walked to the right, Mo Yu Jingchen followed right after, stepping in front to block her path.

However, since he was not a genuine expert in this field and could not trace the source back through the imprint, he could only stay right here and wait patiently.

His body began to tremble slightly. Breaking through to the seventh-level spirit sea martial king realm inevitably entailed a certain degree of unavoidable pain.

"I wonder how Brother Xiao intends to make his move?" The elder surnamed Han had already changed his address from "brother" to "younger brother," clearly showing an intention to draw closer and win Xiao Yuanhan over.