Chapter Forty-Six: Heaven Never Bars One’s Way (Humbly Seeking Your First Subscription)

At that moment, the police cars and Audis arrived. Seeing the situation here, both the officers inside the police vehicles and the suited men stepping out of the Audis were stunned into silence, unable to utter a word.

The allied forces were actually retreating; the massive Sky Eagle slowly ascended into the sky, disappearing into the starry horizon.

“When have I ever taken your side? I’ve always stood with myself,” Xiao Baizhu defended.

Please, don’t be so inconsistent! When she wasn’t He He, he even bargained for a gold medal; now, he was simply accompanying her on a sightseeing tour. The stark contrast left Helian and Ya momentarily speechless.

Ya sighed and, seeing that Ajing didn’t seem to be lying, and recalling Dongfang Lingfeng’s inexplicable trust in her, she nodded and then detailed everything that had happened here, including the lies she had told, to Ajing.

Xuanyuan Tian glanced down at Jun Wuxin and said calmly, “You’re getting married on the sixteenth of this month; you can’t leave town.” He then picked up a memorial and resumed reading.

If these mineral deposits weren’t hidden away, it would be impossible to lure the Titan beasts away from here.

Mu Zi’ang grasped her slender, soft hand firmly. After a while, he embraced her waist tightly.

He was no saint. Ever since Qian Fenming humiliated Sima Fengguo, he had no intention of letting that bird-like creature off the hook.

Yao Qingmu felt a pang of sadness. She didn’t want to shatter his dreams of happiness, though it was cruel; she had no choice, for this issue had to be faced sooner or later.

Literally interpreted, it meant that all they were experiencing now was fate—either fortune or destruction, hinging on a single thought.

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The Northern Wasteland was a barren land devoid of any vitality; even the hardiest wild grass refused to grow there. The immortal tomb was overwhelmingly domineering, opening every ten thousand years.

In fact, right at the start of the quarrel, they had checked Chen Yang’s microblog and concluded three points.

This sand fox, with a sleek and beautiful coat of yellow, white, and silver, measured over two meters in body length, excluding the tail, which itself was more than three meters long—larger than an ordinary tiger.

When it fell, it reportedly alarmed the capital, yet the renowned experts and professors who came were powerless. Professor Qi was already advanced in age, sustained by sheer willpower for years, nearly spent. The situation was so dire that no remedy could help; no one could do anything.

Vast spaces rippled like a surging sea of clouds—undulating, twisting, and flipping. The next moment, he relaxed, breaking the invisible force. He twisted his foot and finally broke free.

Though Dong estimated the large roulette wheel would produce various materials, it was only a guess, leaving him uneasy.

This season’s La Liga had quickly polarized, with the championship destined to be contested solely between Real Madrid and Barcelona.

The descendants of the Bu family also arrived, making the scene even livelier. For a moment, it was a dazzling display of elegance, clinking glasses, and joyous festivity.

Boyang was lost in wild thoughts along the way, sighing repeatedly, when Messi suddenly turned his head to look at him.

According to custom, Wang Zhen should have been overseeing the center, but unfortunately, he was nowhere to be seen today. The official explanation from Ye Yan was that “he had class today.” Bai Qingyan decided to visit Wang Zhen’s university after finishing business.

Looking at the winding road, Alice smiled as she came behind Alicesfield’s wheelchair, taking over from Wu Mi. “As you wish, Alicesfield.” Saying so, she gently pushed the wheelchair along the road toward the city, the setting sun casting long shadows behind them.

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If anything went wrong, this battle-hardened veteran could always make adjustments. Thanks to Guo Jia’s great assistance, he expressed his gratitude with a solemn bow.

His divine consciousness quietly scanned the air inside the Tongtian Tower, where a door loomed faintly through gray smoke. The strange, powerful aura just now had emerged from that portal.

After the first wave of missile attacks, the second wave would arrive, leaving no chance for the enemy to regroup. The following fleet hurriedly joined the formation.

Hearing Malu’s response to the young subordinate, Lieutenant Hamana let out a hearty laugh.

“You run ahead; I’ll hold them off...” Before Huang Lingyin could finish, she was hit again in the back by a cannon blast.

Three black dots simultaneously fired thin lines that converged at the center, forming a perfect circle. Then, the three dots traced another line, forming a standard triangle.

Even Huang Gai and Cheng Pu understood that at this moment, words were useless. Only by changing armor a moment sooner could the lord gain safety sooner. Rarely did they raise objections this time; they silently found their warhorses and began preparing their gear.

Qingyun pondered deeper: if the one who died were an heir of another family branch, would his uncle, who schemed even against his own kin, be pleased that their branch lost a rival competitor? Would the future allow them to annex another branch’s assets?