36 Longing

Jin Se also noticed the teacher’s stunned expression and paused; the data read seventeen thousand milliliters.

Most of the Administration staff would come by every night, year-round, to have a drink with colleagues or friends, or perhaps to seek a romantic encounter and enjoy a pleasant evening.

Zhou Ziyu nodded. She rarely asked too many questions, especially regarding topics like this.

"If I had known about the firefight in advance, I certainly would have notified you, but this mission involves the last stronghold of Hydra."

Every household in the village had a faucet installed outside for convenience, such as washing vegetables, and Old Zhang’s family even had a water pipe.

"Do one thing for me, and I will forgive you once it is done." Lu Jin’s voice carried the cold detachment of someone in a position of power.

Riding the wave of their popularity, Cheng Qian’an’s visibility and fame reached new heights, making him quite linked to the fans who frequently followed K-pop.

Okoye was initially hesitant; for the sake of a more suitable successor, he naturally wanted others to try again.

As luck would have it, just as several of General Xia Shaoyuan’s soldiers were approaching with smiles and weapons in hand, they happened to run into Chun Xu.

The Flame Dragon King could be said to have been completely suppressed; the disparity in strength was simply too vast, making failure inevitable.

Once everything was over and Li Dan and Shi Jinlei returned home, only then did Li Dan let the smile fade from her face.

Wang Hanyu smiled without responding. After pulling the person down to sit, she began chatting about the children, effectively steering the conversation away.

"Sister Yuanyi, why did you come to New York? Do you know how surprised I was when I saw you just now? I thought I was hallucinating."

The crowd’s expressions shifted. Yet, a moment later, they grew somewhat excited. Having heard that the War Prince had lived in seclusion for ten years, they had never expected to actually see him today.

"Tell her it is a matter of life and death, but insist she does not drive recklessly—it would be best to take a taxi." Yun Dong worried that if he put it that way, Wang Danni might panic, compromising her safety.

Upon hearing that name, Zhan Lianjing’s expression darkened instantly, and the spark in his eyes vanished.

"We cannot let them succeed. Although the Snow Demon’s terror does not rival that of the Yamata no Orochi, it has been sealed for a thousand years, and no one knows how much its demonic power has grown. Once the seal is broken, the entire Sanjiang City will fall into disaster, and it may even spread to the south," Liuli said in a low voice.

"That is because the Great Elder has spent years refining poisonous gu; he practices many kinds that others in the village dare not touch," Ashima explained.

This Clan Leader Wu was the first to respond. Since Wu Huan had injured his son, Wu Huan had to pay the price.

"Indeed, indeed. Look at my memory; it is getting worse and worse," Shui Ziru quickly agreed with great certainty.

That was the case for Alan; hired by the Todd family, he received room and board every month, plus a salary of one shilling—the terms were truly generous.

"Once there is news, notify me immediately," Chen Jun said, turning to look at Fang Shiyun.

Seeing this, Cao subconsciously lifted his foot to pursue, but just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly realized his brothers were behind him. He stopped awkwardly and looked up, gazing wistfully in the direction where Zhen had left.

Hu Kaixuan lunged forward and pinned the photographer to the ground. Although he had been standing a bit further away, his attention had remained fixed on this side; the moment he saw something was wrong, he acted.

He faced the pincer attack of two bloodline limit jonin and five or six elite Sand Ninja with calm composure.

For the past few days, Cao Cao had been busy with the backlog of government affairs in Xuchang, leaving early and returning late. Lady Huan doted on the child deeply; upon hearing that Cao Chong was unwell, she hurriedly sent someone to report to the General’s Mansion, then rushed out herself to select supplements for him.

After a while, Tong Yuan used large tongs to place the finished spearhead into water. With a hiss, he lifted it out to inspect it closely, nodded, and continued his meticulous work.

"Oh—that is truly a good thing. Did you fight for them? But how did you find us here?" the white man in the camera lens asked.

After a moment of thought, Zhou Jiping could not help but laugh. The hyenas had really improved! They had been pushed into learning this trick.

The pistol in the captain’s hand was a domestic Type 92, widely issued to police and armed police forces; it had appeared in countless films and television shows.

"Are you agreeing or not?" Xia Changtian stared intently at Leng Dao, feeling somewhat nervous. Only Leng Dao was capable of ensuring Shen Jun’s safety. If he refused, there was nothing he could do to him, and he would have to consult Ye Chen—that elusive figure who only ever focused on closed-door cultivation.

He let out a startled cry, but it was too late. As Yang Chen twisted his grip on the wooden staff, a distorting force instantly twisted the wood like a braided rope. The cultivator had intended to let go, but the twisting force had already traveled to his arm before he could release his grip.

"Oh no, the enemy has a skilled Earth Elementalist!" As if mocking the Rose Knights, several old men from the Misa Zealots camp in front of the camp sneered as they looked at the Rose Knights, then parted to clear a path, leaving nothing to the imagination.

In a sealed space, the Immortal-Sacrifice Stele was radiating light, seeping into the Slaughter Garden, while throughout the garden, the defensive barriers were repairing themselves.

"That is my plan. Does anyone have any objections?" Li Zixiao rested his hands on the coffee table and looked at everyone present.

There were no classes this afternoon. In the open space, Shen Jun walked hurriedly, wanting to find a secret place to investigate the fragments of the Nine Domains Canon. Since it was a divine artifact from the heavens, he was certain he would find something useful for himself.

So be it. Since Qian Qiyue had decided to bring him into the Dark Fire, she must have intended to show that this person held a deep place in her heart. It was just like the last time they had seen Lu Xi—a boy who smiled so warmly and brightly, only to eventually fade silently into the rolling dust of the mortal world, leaving behind only the pensive thoughts of the lovelorn.

The beastman with the tiger head was closest to Shen Jun. Holding a long fork, he stepped on a thigh bone with a 'crack.' The skeleton slid, burying Du Hu. Du Hu struggled beneath the bones, screaming. The eleven beastmen rushed over, cleared the remains, and rescued him. Du Hu’s eyes were hollow; he had been terrified out of his wits.

That day, the mountain path paved with bluestone, leading from under the pines of Wukesong to the foothills, felt exceptionally arduous to traverse, as if it were saturated with too much sorrow and burdened with too much emotional pressure; every step of the journey was a struggle.