In the once silent Wuling Valley, vibrant life suddenly emerged; it was the only miracle in years.

“Great!” He Ping shouted excitedly upon seeing this, not expecting this seemingly protective figure to possess such abilities. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed Niu Geng had returned to Guo Jia's side, holding the knife he had snatched.

These few actions had a decent effect, at least diverting some players' attention to the results of their movements rather than the impending battle.

As for Liu Bei standing beside them, Yuan Shao naturally recognized him. Although Liu Bei was initially known for his bravery, Yuan Shao believed he could handle Liu Bei’s martial arts.

This court was beyond saving, and he had no intention of trying to save it. He wanted to break through this dream world but wasn’t sure if there was still luck or dragon energy in this illusory realm.

When the football flew into the goal, there was a moment of silence at Stamford Bridge. No one expected Fulham to score first.

“Do you want to stay here, sir?” An old man in the village looked at Zhang Song with confusion.

Nevertheless, today was quite enjoyable. He had received two certificates and wanted to share this with everyone.

The aura coming from behind was no longer as overwhelming as before, but in the presence of this guy, An Ruo still sensed something. Compared to the feeling brought by dozens of people, the pressure he felt now was already apparent, indicating significant capability.

Moreover, Luo Qinghan was currently holding Su Qingge. If he didn’t give up on Su Qingge, he would likely end up with a broken bone.

“What? Is Rush’s strength just this? If that’s the case, you might as well give me all your money; it’s better than getting killed by me and losing everything, right?” Yu Cang said mockingly, sporting a grin that almost drove Rush to madness.

This was like the myth of "Hou Yi shooting the suns," where Hou Yi stepped on the Fusang tree branch and shot down the nine suns from the sky.

“Grandpa, everyone is here; can the appraisal meeting begin?” Chen Yin said to Chen Boyong, who walked out from the inner room.

Jumping down, he realized there was no one around. Only some bushes and rocks existed, with nothing else present.

Fang Zheng had guessed long ago that these grain seeds likely came from the ancient villagers who had died hundreds of years ago.

It seemed that the other side had already taken action, successfully startling the snake in the grass. The Wood Leaf clan was now preparing for an encounter, and the evacuation of the civilians was progressing rapidly.

“It’s nothing, just recently I heard you created a new online game, and a big star is promoting you, making you quite popular. I called to see if you’re free tonight. I’d like to treat you to dinner and ask about any new projects you might want to collaborate on,” Yan Feixuan said slowly.

If Shantian Zhi were here, he definitely wouldn’t allow her to consume so many cigarettes in one day.

So, before they parted ways, the director deliberately sought Fang Zheng out, stating that if Fang Zheng was serious about entering the entertainment industry, he was optimistic about him. This time, he could fly to Southeast Asia with the crew and arrange an important supporting role for him.

Based on the autopsy reports, the time of death was confirmed to be from late last night to sunset today.

“Yan Rujiao! You despicable creature! I’m going to kill you!” Xian Er shouted like a madwoman, lunging toward Rujiao with claws bared.

The Great Shaman's words were somewhat clouded; Si Jin and Ni Mo were puzzled, and Yang Jing only half-understood. However, no one dwelled on it, as the Great Shaman had already taken out the medicine worm.

“It turns out to be your mother. Why didn’t you call her?” Ling Ke asked in confusion, noticing that Bai Nanjun’s mode of interaction with his family seemed colder.

Ning Bufan didn’t understand beast language, but having been with his mount for over a hundred years, he could easily discern what it wanted to express.

At that moment, the Taisui activated itself, its energy stimulated by the nuclear energy, intensifying the post-nuclear reaction. Was it true that the people were struggling to survive, with mourning and suffering everywhere? That was mild; humanity’s society had completely collapsed, and everything was gone, with everyone reverting to a primitive state.

“Let’s go! I’m taking you out today; no need to be cooped up at home!” Xiao Hanyu said, grinning as he wrapped his arm around Rujiao’s waist.

His body shielded Mo’er, and his long sword clashed with the outstretched hand of the drought demon, producing a loud, resonating sound.

If he were to jump in like those celestial dog demons, he would probably be cooked within three minutes.

However, he had quite a few reliable people around him. Zong Yun had indeed left, but Feng Ruocheng and Lu Baiyu had stayed, as well as Lin Jue, who remained to coordinate with the Royal City Division after the plan succeeded to send a confidential report south.

Remilia looked down on the other party significantly; this person lied without a draft. The Starry Palace and the Red Devil Mansion were so far apart; how could it possibly be a coincidence?

Furthermore, He Chuan didn’t know what kind of people were coming. Abroad, all sorts of people existed, and there were many who used poison, knives, and guns. If the people coming were gun experts like Baotou, even He Chuan would find it difficult to evade them.