Chapter 157: Blizzard Tracking
The cold wind cut like a knife, and snow fell across the vast expanse.
With a rushing sound, the howling Antarctic gale battered the white earth.
Night shrouded the landscape, and the distant darkness loomed like a ravenous beast.
In the dead of night.
A snowmobile sped forward.
Beneath the glare of the powerful headlights, a...
Liu Cheng had died by slitting his own throat. The cut on his neck was distinct, blood pooled across the ground, and there were no other wounds on his body.
The LPL Summer Split officially kicked off on May 22nd. The schedule was dense because the World Championship took place in October, which was why leagues in most regions started in May.
John shrugged helplessly without refuting. As a former high-ranking U.S. military officer, he naturally understood the causes of these wars and preferred not to say much. In any case, citizens of various countries around the world were already accustomed to it: whenever internal strife broke out in any nation, they would immediately curse the Americans.
Dressed in a yellow combat suit, Sanji looked down at Landry, who had already fallen to the ground and lapsed into unconsciousness. Even though he had defeated him, Sanji's expression still appeared thoroughly displeased.
Biying took a deep breath and pressed the Water Emperor Monument down toward the Fire Emperor Monument. A deafening crash echoed as the earth shook, and the surrounding magma boiled frantically. Fierce crimson rays pierced outward from the Fire Emperor Monument, blasting the Water Emperor Monument away and making it impossible to get close.
Regardless of how many incidents occurred before or after the matches, his performance in the games was always remarkably consistent—until he was eventually benched, transferred to a team where the jungle and mid-lane imploded, and wasted a full year and a half before truly returning to Royal.
"Brother Zhang, there is no need for introductions. I suppose Young Master Li should not be a stranger to me!" After exchanging polite pleasantries with Huang Ling'er, Qi Shaohui turned his gaze toward Li Yichen and said with a half-smile.
Li Henyuan was prone to making impulsive decisions whenever she got angry, so she decided that if Xiao Yan still did not come looking for her, she would announce to her father that she was breaking off her engagement with Xiao Yan.
As if a sudden peal of thunder had cracked across the flat ground, a violent explosion of sound erupted from within Li Yi's body. The momentum was astonishing and heaven-shaking, resembling a collapsing mountain or splitting earth, with boundless tsunamis and hurricanes raging inside him, rushing with sheer destructive force.
"You people who hold imperial power are all like this, which is why I hate dealing with the likes of you. On one side you want to act like ambitious schemers, and on the other you want to maintain a pristine reputation." The handsome middle-aged man said with a deep sneer of disdain.
"She scolded me. She called me useless. She said that since you didn't want me anymore, I shouldn't have stayed by your side, and told me to go back and get married. But I just can't bear to leave you. Wuwuwu..." Liu Lan cried bitterly and emotionally.
Clearing a space in the center, Gu Hao crossed his legs and sat down, then took out a rootstock that was at least five thousand years old and radiating heat.
Bai Shaosi nodded in agreement, and without waiting for Long Yanhuá to say anything further, spurred his horse and galloped away.
Without the additional healing from a priest, upon receiving extra attacks from monsters, one would only be left waiting for death.
"Grandfather, I sensed the presence of Third Sister." Long Xiaochen's voice carried a hint of uncertainty, yet it was also laced with a trace of hope.
Seeing her groggily regain consciousness, Gu Hao set her down on the ground and then continued to watch the battle between Jiang Baixuan and the man.
"After merging with the Shadow Pagoda, the effects of the Sumeru Pagoda will be greatly enhanced, which will be immensely beneficial to your future cultivation," Zhang Tao said.
A few minutes later, the sound of sirens wailed, but it was an ambulance that arrived instead. The police still had not shown up, prompting people to disdainfully question just how low the efficiency of the Chinese police really was.
Eliminating all political adversaries, he elevated his own favor and glory to an unparalleled peak. On the surface, he appeared to be the victor in the struggles against Xiaozhuang and her son, but in reality, he was a loser to time.