Chapter 59 Unconscious

It cannot drive out!
Unable to leave!
The road ahead forms a closed loop!
Fu Xueyue reached a conclusion: she could not get out, and the sports car's fuel level was continuously dropping.
She did not dare to stop, continuing to speed along this circular road.
"That sedan is gone... after several laps, it..."

Solon had never considered why he was doing this. His thought process began with the need to do it, and continued with how to do it. As for the reason, it never fell within the scope of his consideration. Pondering the reasons could not help him take a single step forward; he simply and unwaveringly believed that he had to do it.

The secret passage was winding and twisting. It took us about thirty minutes to catch sight of the first ray of light, and with a strong push from me, the wooden cover above my head was instantly lifted.

"Zixuan? What's wrong with Zixuan?" Meng Qi asked, noticing the very strange reaction from Hu Xian'er.

The two of them changed into their clothes. Spring Grass was feeding Doudou in her arms, waiting anxiously for the "Lord's" summons.

The road leading to the City of Fire-Gleam was long and arduous. The winding ancient path still vaguely showed the prosperity of seven hundred years ago before its destruction—broken walls, charred dead trees, and an atmosphere of death lingering all the way.

Prefect Wang replied, "The East Sea Restaurant is located in the east of the city." "Very well, I will dine there tomorrow at noon. Please have Prefect Wang send someone to report the investigation results to me. In any case, you must ensure that the cargo remains intact and undamaged, otherwise I will hold you accountable." With that, without waiting for Prefect Wang to say anything more, he turned and walked out.

"Zimei, I have always admired your beauty and thus granted you dignity, but if you remain obstinately deluded, do not blame me for resorting to force. Believe me, with my cultivation at the Deity Transformation Realm, I mean what I say!" Gu Hengdao said with some anger.

Xuantian steadied his mind. No matter what schemes she was plotting, he would just do what he believed was right. In his view, nothing was more important than her safety.

Clearly, he also sensed my presence and raised his head to say, "You're here." There was an indescribable feeling in that voice, unsure whether it was excitement or sorrow.

Even the Divine Monarchs of the Giant Spirit Gods could not blast open that barrier, let alone his subordinate soldiers at the God-Cultivation level. With no other way, they could only clamor outside the City Lord's Mansion.

The most difficult part fell on me. As a mortal bound to a physical body, the only way for me to enter the Underworld was through soul detachment, allowing my soul to follow Fox and Prajna into the Underworld.

Those who came to attend the auction were either immensely wealthy or of noble status. If one were not careful and lacked absolute certainty, it was very easy to offend people.

"Hey, Brother Wu, have you heard? The divine miracle on Unforgettable Mountain has happened again!" a male cultivator said mysteriously to his companion.

She harbored an incomparable reliance on Heng Yanlin, especially after he had saved her twice.

The young teacher who pushed open the classroom door blankly looked at Zhuge Liang, then blankly looked at Ruan Meng, pushed his glasses up, and wore a bewildered expression.

After all, these people had no relation to Heng Yanlin, and he had no desire to help them with anything.

Puhui nodded, signaling that they could set off. Yuanhui said, "Master Uncle Yunchiz, this way please." With that, he took the lead and entered the Pagoda.

She got up and walked all the way to her parents' master bedroom. Before pushing the door open, she realized that their room must not have been lived in for a very long time.

Still calling yourself older sister? Since you call yourself the Frenzied Poison Ghost Mother, shouldn't you be called Auntie or Granny instead?

Watching the spatial expansion and contraction from the outside, as if it were about to burst, Changsong knew that the clash of spells inside had probably reached a critical juncture.

Sun Cheng raised his hand and fired a plasma cannon, blowing the head of a Decepticon warrior to pieces. At the same time, he pulled out an electromagnetic grenade, blasting away several Decepticons and combat robots that were still locked in close combat.