53 "Capturing Shadows" (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Ticket Event 1)

Lin Zhao looked over and saw a small tooth mark on that chubby hand unique to little children. It was crescent-shaped, not very large but looked quite deep, bruised and tinged with blood.

She took the second cub's hand, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Have you applied any medicine? Such a deep bite—that little girl is truly vicious. I hope it doesn't leave a scar."

Especially since this scar was left by Lu Baozhen; if it were to remain on the second cub's hand forever, Lin Zhao felt as though she had a fishbone stuck in her throat.

I'll do a lucky draw the moment we get back!

Hopefully...

Seeming to realize that Xia Yi had to look up quite high to see him, Verre, whose back was already somewhat stooped, bent his waist even further.

It is worth mentioning that over these years, through continuous periods of secluded meditation, Wang Yan'er's cultivation had finally achieved a breakthrough.

In a world dominated by zombies, the climate had also turned extremely harsh. Almost all biological life had perished, and the surviving humans could only subsist on food that had been preserved for many years or on nutrient fluid.

However, she was not in a hurry to enter the fray; instead, she stacked another layer of R right on the spot, continuing until she reached the third layer.

Moreover, leveraging the movement speed boost from Ghost, Syndra was about to escape the damage range of Ekko's second-stage Q.

Aiming to keep it as logical as possible while adhering to the principle of "doing more leads to more mistakes," Yang Mei did not write too much nor too clearly. It was basically just an outline, leaving the AI to fill in the rest of the content.

His face was less than a foot away from hers. Su Bei could smell the faint scent of mosquito-repelling herbs mixed with peppermint on him, could hear his slight breathing, and could see her own reflection in those amber-colored eyes.

Meanwhile, Gnar seized this kill to trigger his Rage gene, transforming into Mega Gnar and slamming Ekko against the wall!

Xu Xiaqing was also only at the Foundation Establishment early stage, but her situation was similar to Ling Ruoshuang's. Facing Zhong Tong, whose cultivation was higher than her own, she showed not a shred of fear.

It was merely Empress Helian and Helian Ji using Helian Lü's name to force her to go to Southern Commandery for a peace-marriage alliance.

One was Xia He, and the other was because Xia He caused you to lose your chastity, forcing you to practice the Yin Five Thunders.

Since he had already decided to investigate, Wuchen no longer hesitated and spoke directly to Su Miaoyi.

The melody was simple yet unconventional, and the lyrics were just right, causing everyone present to unconsciously curve their lips into smiles.

This also made Wuchen look unlike ordinary cultivators; his spiritual essence was restrained, and all his formidable powers were concealed beneath this mortal exterior.

And Hu1 had never encountered this style of play before. When picking Hecarim, they went straight for a first-round snap pick.

If it were him from two years ago, coming in here would certainly have made him grin from ear to ear, itching to loot the place clean.

After all, although they had never formally dealt with Wuchen in person, behind the scenes they had schemed against him countless times, only regretting that none of their plots had succeeded as desired.

Given that their own defensive lineup was incomplete, the enemy might split into two paths, invading the jungle from both the middle and bottom entrances. If they crouched in this bush, they would face a pincer attack from top and bottom, making it difficult to survive even if they flashed.

The hand hidden inside her sleeve was clenched so tightly that her fingernails bit into her flesh. From the moment she heard that Mingyue had burned herself to death in the palace, she had guessed her younger sister's inner thoughts.

"Really?" Li Xuanchen was merely expressing amazement, never expecting her to readily agree to teach him this suturing technique. Shocked, he looked toward Chuyi.

After eating breakfast, Zai Hang went to the hair salon, dyed his shoulder-length yellow hair back to black, and then cut it into a crew cut with smooth, shaved sides and an oval patch of hair on top, making him look both handsome and full of vitality.

On the contrary, those who usually threw their weight around and flaunted their skills without a solid enough background often vanished from this circle before long.

Of course, that was just her reaction in the first second. By the two-and-a-half-second mark, it had already dawned on her, and then Genghis Khan felt that truly there was no one more bizarre and perverted than himself.

The man and the current family head—though falling short of the first kind of extreme, unyielding intensity that left no room for retreat, they were certainly not like the latter kind of peaceful, rational, harmonious, and affectionate relationship.