You certainly know how to play the guilt-tripping card masterfully!

Being the closest to the scene, the live-streamer pinned them down immediately, causing the camera feed to shake violently.

This threw the viewers into a frenzy; they flooded the streamer with virtual gifts, frantically urging him to hold the suspects down at all costs!

[Streamer, pin them down! Don't let them get away!!]

[If they escape, it proves you're useless, streamer! We're leaving too!]

Some viewers even resorted to threats.

[Streamer, you are now...]

Mo said, and Xing Zeyuan agreed. For Gauso, every step forward was a step further from his heartbreaking past, while Pining, a native of the mountains, found his guardian deities in the sprawling forests and peaks.

Liao Wangyue pondered that since the broadcast had not yet begun, it would be best to familiarize himself with the application first. However, he could not recognize the brand of this high-end smartphone. Opening the app on the main interface and glancing through it briefly, he spotted three buttons at the bottom.

With a swift sideways dodge, she evaded the zombie's sudden strike. Looking at the completely shut-down computer, a sliver of despair crept into her heart.

Translucent angel wings sprouted from Duan Qiu's back, and she flew straight down from the mountain peak. As long as her direction was correct, she would undoubtedly reach the boundary zone between the Heavenly and Saint tiers.

"It's not that. We usually get along quite well; it's probably just because of this matter. I think she's a reasonable person and won't make things difficult for you and your father," her mother consoled.

The commander of the Qilin Army this time was none other than Wang Dazhai, who had guarded the frontiers of Huaxia back in the day. He was an old veteran who had fought countless battles throughout his life, boasting exceptionally rich combat experience—which was the very reason Old Nine felt confident letting the Qilin Army invade the Mongol Empire.

As for Old Nine's current construction of numerous fishing boats and sending them out to sea, the real purpose was actually to train naval troops. Unlike land warfare, the primary requirement was overcoming seasickness, followed by mastering swimming skills, and finally, acquiring a certain level of navigation experience.

The Tang Clan's housekeeper hurriedly instructed his subordinates to escort the young master away. Chen Xue's injuries covered her face in beads of sweat. Lu Yan glanced at Chen Xue before immediately setting off in pursuit of Chen Hexuan, determined to make him pay a debt of blood.

"This was brought back by our sect's founding ancestor from the deepest depths of the Nether Sea, utilizing his supreme divine powers. Should anyone without the corresponding token trespass rashly, these two stone statues will unleash the might of a Mahayana-realm cultivator, delivering a devastating blow to the intruder." Facing the two stone statues, the young man bowed with deep reverence.

"You're definitely up to no good, we won't fall for your tricks," Murong Xiaoxiao said, wrinkling her delicate nose.

Ghosts in the mortal realm would gradually dissipate. Even within Fengdu City, it was only possible to delay the rate of dissolution, but eventually, the day would come when they vanished entirely.

"Send a couple of men to look after sister-in-law and the child. It's time to let our brothers rest in peace," Zhao Yuan said, holding back his grief after the memorial, addressing Cui Bo, the manager in charge of the Baishishan estate.

With that, he grabbed the third brother, and the two of them rushed together into the broad expanse of thick, yellowish-brown dust ahead, setting off to search for their missing second brother, the mage adept.

Rising, the jade dwelling is silent and still; at times, stray stars are seen crossing the Silver River. Counting on my fingers, when will the autumn wind arrive? I only fear the fleeting years are shifting in secret.

After bidding farewell to Yan Shu, a long-unseen figure appeared at the front gate. "Yan'er? Why are you back so early?" Wasn't there still half a month left of summer vacation?

Just as Ye Minye and a group of Fire Refining Valley disciples were about to close in on Zhan Xiao, Jiao Xuan raised his hand holding the cinnabar prayer beads and swept it through the air, isolating them.

"No need for formalities. I am here to participate in the competition, make your own arrangements!" Fan Chen said indantly at this moment.

The moment the two appeared, they stepped forward to speak with Huang Qi, only to be stopped by a wave of his sleeve.

Earlier, Xiao Buhe, the young master of the Five Poisons Sect, had been slandering Lin Yu right here before Fang Dunchen. Now it was clear that the fellow's words were utter nonsense. Even more ridiculously, he had almost believed him—how could he not be furious that this punk had dared to pull his tricks right in front of Fang Dunchen?