Chapter 52: Not the End

It was unclear how much time had passed when the doctor came in once again to check on Shen Qingqing's condition.

Hearing the doctor say she could finally rest, the taut string in Shen Qingqing's mind snapped.

She drifted off into a deep, heavy sleep.

Looking at her tranquil sleeping face, Jiang Zhixun still felt somewhat dazed.

His mind was completely blank, and he found himself utterly unable to concentrate.

It was not until someone arrived at the ward with Shen Qingqing's luggage that he snapped back to reality.

"These are Comrade Shen's suitcase and duffel bag..."

"Sister Xinran, you've got it wrong. Big Brother is teaching us a fun game!" Before Ye Fan could speak, the little one blinked innocent eyes and said to Li Xinran.

However, Fo Ba's expectations were destined to fall through. As he gazed expectantly at the two sides in the arena, he saw the twitching brows of Xuansu and Xuanxin finally smooth out. Xuansu turned his gaze toward Xiangyang and spoke in a calm voice.

Master Lingtian was well aware of the grievances between Luo Qingyin and Yan Wujue, and from start to finish, he had no intention of showing him the slightest pleasant expression.

To give an example: having already started kindergarten, I still needed to be picked up and dropped off every day. Although the zombies had mostly been cleared out, the occasional stray one would still pop up out of nowhere, meaning that at only five years old, I was still unable to move about alone.

Upon hearing this, whether it was Mo Shang who was busy saving lives, Mo Sha, Jue Chenxun, or Mo Chang who was receiving orders, their brows all furrowed deeply.

Earlier, Black Skeleton had believed that his side still possessed tens of thousands of experts, almost all of whom were at the Loose Immortal realm. If these people were to form a grand array, they could definitely generate an overwhelming force, serving as the straw that broke the camel's back for Xiangyang and the others.

Luo Yan'er, who had been stammering and unable to speak a word, turned completely ashen upon hearing Dean Gu's voice.

"What?" Nangong Muqing felt as though she had instantly plummeted into a bottomless abyss of ice, enveloped by an intense, numbing cold.

After countless years of cultivation within the Limitless Immortal Mansion, the cultivation base of Xiangyang's Primordial Demonic Avatar had reached a very considerable level, even attaining the peak True Demon realm. Compared to his true body, it was not the least bit inferior.

Mu Ziqian shook his head helplessly. This Yubin simply had a stubborn personality; in this trait, both of them took entirely after their father.

Xiaoluo called out twice, and upon recognizing him, a servant immediately opened the grand gate. Song Ke drove the car straight to the entrance of the Shen family villa. Having previously stayed in Shen Ningzhu's room, Song Ke was quite familiar with the place. The two of them walked directly into the villa, and Xiaoluo dialed Shen Ningzhu's phone number.

However, what concerned Guan Zhiwei even more at the moment was not whether I could defeat the Tibetan Mastiff, but rather the matter of the bar owner. She had finally managed to uncover that the owner himself was a Tier 3 expert. Of course, as an assassin, Guan Zhiwei's combat prowess far surpassed that of an ordinary Tier 3 expert.

"It should be fine now." Ye Kaihui gently stroked Xu Zuoyan's cheek with his fingertips and said softly.

"You're looking down on me, yet you're still eating the shrimp I peeled for you." Xu Zuoyan said with a grievanceed tone, watching Ye Kaihui still chewing on the shrimp as he tried to claim credit.

Take Lu Miauzi, for instance. Although he was revered as the finest craftsman and most versatile polymath in the world, his energy was spread too thin across various fields, causing his martial arts to lag far behind others. Otherwise, with his talent, had he focused solely on the martial path, how could he have been hunted down and forced into hiding under an assumed identity?

Miraculously, the moment the bullet reached its vicinity, it swiftly dodged aside, turned its head, and bolted into a mad dash once more. What the hell! I cursed inwardly; this creature's speed was truly astonishing.

"Alright, alright, let's drop it!" Those who had been discussing it knew that such topics were indeed unpalatable, and immediately shut their mouths, ceasing any further talk of the matter.