The originally planned fifteen-day holiday was extended to half a month due to matters at the research institute in Beijing.

Qin Wenhuo's vacation couldn't possibly be that long.

So he had no choice but to go back first.

However, he was very worried.

"Honey, if you're going back alone, you absolutely must book a sleeper berth, okay? If there aren't any available that day, then book a day later, or you can book in advance. If you don't have time to book yourself, then have Qin Wenshu book it for you."

Fu Ming

Mang Huo finally realized what had happened, and just as he was about to make a move, a spiked club attacked from behind. Two figures suddenly appeared on the other side, blocking the attack from another direction.

A figure slowly walked out from the side door, came to Feng Tailuo's side, and knelt down respectfully to pay his respects.

Huiyi's magical power was not strong, but he was one of the top experts in the Heavenly Court when it came to cultivating immortal herbs and refining elixirs and medicines. After hearing his analysis, the Heavenly Emperor immediately believed him more.

But this triangle is no ordinary triangle, because Long Yun said it's exactly the same as the one she saw last time. So what does that mean?

The power of zero-point energy is incomparable to ordinary energy. The force of this swing is at least thousands of pounds, and the zombies behind it were all knocked to the ground by the zombie that was thrown out.

Bai Bai felt a little awkward when he mentioned Mo Yan's name, and snuggled into her mother's arms without saying a word.

Because, in this desolate world, it is filled with greenery, and in the middle of the greenery, there is a large, vibrant tree.

Jiang Yong swayed his rocky head as he entered the room, sniffing around and looking at things. He then used a crowbar to knock on the furniture, causing pieces to fly everywhere.

As for why a high-pressure policy was adopted against Japan, it did not actually contradict the original intention of establishing a federal government.

"Ah Feng, it's been a long time." Seeing Gong Shaoxie walk towards the man in military uniform sitting on the sofa, Xia Fangyuan quickly followed him.

In an instant, the previously somewhat quiet flying boat was suddenly engulfed in a thunderous explosion, as if it had been preparing for a long time and was now unleashing its full power.

Qiu Xuan surveyed the Prince's mansion across the street, his eyes narrowing slightly. Why would Ye Ran say he killed himself? Qiu Xuan guessed that all those people were dead, and Kitty and the others couldn't possibly be unaware of it. They would definitely take action tonight. Qiu Xuan hoped to discover something else useful that night.

Looking at the untouched braised pork in her bowl, Qin Muchen asked gently, his tone naturally revealing his doting affection.

I went to see my father several times without success. I originally wanted to find you, young master, but I heard that you went to the north.

“You are a member of the Heavenly Demon Clan, with the blood of a demon god flowing through your veins, and the Golden Sun Divine Body represents the will of the sun. The offspring born from the combination of the two will indeed be terrifying,” Qingyu nodded.

However, those around You Jingyan certainly wouldn't think that way. In their minds, they definitely thought that You Jingyan had some new ideas.

This disgusted Wu Hao. He hated this kind of self-righteous person the most. They wanted to take over at the slightest disagreement. Did they really think they were the emperor, punishing whomever they wanted? They were lawless.

The figure from over a thousand years ago was honored as the first Zhang Tianshi and founded the Longhu Mountain lineage. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was just a legend, but who could have imagined that it was true?

"Is my master's Three Incarnations Technique really that powerful?" Qi Xuanyi wondered. Even an ancient and powerful sect like the Supreme Sect was extremely wary of it and wanted this technique.

Every time she rejected him, every time she said she didn't like him, An Nianchu's heart ached. Was it because she hadn't let go, that it hurt, or was it because she didn't want to let go, that it hurt?

Separated only by a black cloth, no matter how wide Ren Da opened his eyes, he couldn't see whether it was a sword or something else that had pierced his heart. He only felt a cold touch, a sharp pain in his chest, and his heart became unusually heavy.