Chapter 58: Christmas

Anzu remained silent, setting the braindance wreath in her hand aside, thinking that Mercer must be under too much pressure.
"Is there anything I can do to help? Should I... should I try looking for a job online? Or go find a part-time job at the camp with Da Di?
Mercer, I feel like you're under a bit too much pressure."
Lucy's hand lingered on Mercer's back, her expression an unreadable mix of speechlessness, sorrow, and amusement: "Then what do you plan to become? Turn into Adam Smasher—"
Hailong had originally wanted to find an opportunity to withdraw from the Black Fire Evil Domain, only to realize now that he was already trapped.
Chen Lan had finally returned, and bringing a nursing infant along, she naturally could only sleep at her own home. Thus, Xiao Ping, who was sleeping in the dormitory of the seed base, had no choice but to spend the night alone in an empty room.
Lin Chen felt terror in his heart. The ancestor of the Lin Manor, the Scarlet Sun Daoist, was a pillar of the righteous path and a world-renowned grandmaster of swordsmanship.
The title of Master of Magic was a supreme designation. The single character "Master" alone represented the respect of the entire world, standing at the pinnacle of the path of cultivation and serving as the honorific for the Realm of Dao Void.
"I hold a doctorate in medicine, and in addition, I have a Ph.D. in toxicology." Huang Hao looked down entirely upon this back-alley doctor brought by Old Luo, proudly stating his academic credentials.
Perhaps in the eyes of an outsider, this method of drinking coffee was somewhat crude. Yet, if one wished to fully savor the true taste of coffee, this was precisely the most correct approach.
"I refuse to believe that a mere Black Fire Evil Domain can trap me! Once I break out of the Black Fire Evil Domain, I will tear you to pieces!" Hailong was consumed with fury.
As all three seals were undone, the fatty exerted a slight force, and the double doors creaked open.
Tiejun did not care at present into whose hands the final prize would fall; what concerned him was how to seize this opportunity to steal the Urn of the Barbarian God.
Li Xuan possessed the highest cultivation among them, standing at the Innate Qi-Nourishing Realm. Yet before Tiejun, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest. Tiejun's cultivation might be inferior, but the magic treasures he forged were tremendously powerful. If it truly came to a direct confrontation, a few massive boulders hurled over might not be something he could easily withstand.
Just as Meng Qi, submerged and soaked in blood within the blood pool, was being lunged at by roaring skulls from all directions, everything vanished in a flash like a punctured bubble.
Nash's hand brushed slowly, touching the edge of the garment. His fingers pinched a corner, and with just the slightest pull, everything would be exposed before his eyes without the slightest reservation.
Liu Hong favored the eunuchs, allowing them to rise to power, which eventually led to loyal ministers being framed, imprisoned, and driven to suicide. This entire affair fermented widely, causing foreign scholars to spread hazardous remarks throughout Zhongyang City. On the surface, this was meant to coerce Xia Hui, but covertly, it was undoubtedly aimed at Liu Bian as well.
Zhou Yu was different. Madam Zhuoya and the old matriarch of the Zhou family doted on him fiercely. No one dared to utter a single word of criticism against him, and even Mr. Zhou was left completely helpless.
The walls and floors cracked open entirely. An ominous aura emanated from Li Huang's entire body, his expression ferocious, and his arms—thicker than an ordinary person's thighs—wrapped tightly around the serpent's tail.
"No, today is the day our family eats together." Han Fei placed Fu Tian into a seat, and then, looking at Fu Sheng and his wife, he could not stop a sigh from welling up inside. He had thought this day was still a long way off.
Dong, dong, dong. Qinheng felt there were too many suspicious aspects to the matter and decided it was best not to startle the snake in the grass, so he sought out Luo Xinlin to discuss it.
After entering university, the frequency of their contact naturally decreased, and they could only gather together whenever the holidays rolled around and they returned home.
"Does my younger brother see any impropriety?" Seeing Xu Feng's unsightly expression, Sun Wukong asked aloud.
Experiencing such a scene for the first time, Xia Yingxue felt extremely uncomfortable and timid, casting glances around her from time to time. Since she had come, she had no choice other than to rely on Xiao Lu right beside her, terrified of making some mistake that would draw the mockery of the crowd.
Watching her running figure retreat, his heart plummeted heavily. His fingers gripped the tourmaline bead tightly, trembling slightly. The bracelet had just struck him squarely in the chest, and by now he could no longer tell whether the pain was coming from within or from without.