Volume 1, Chapter 62: My Brother Saved Them, Yet They Are Ungrateful Wretches

"Second brother, someone in our team asked me today if our family has some kind of secret to finding so much seafood when beachcombing."

Ye Cheng's expression tightened. It seemed that his earnings of over ten thousand yuan today had indeed drawn some attention, to the point where people were asking Ye Guowei about it.

"Brother, what did you say?"

"What could I say? I told them that if our family had a secret, we wouldn't need to do hard labor."

Ye Guowei spoke very casually, but Ye Cheng listened with deep worry.

Just as Ye Guowei finished speaking, Xiaohu also put down his chopsticks and said with a serious look, "Brother, my parents are asking me too. They're asking if you have a secret."

"I told them no, but they still wouldn't believe me, saying..."

Sure enough, Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, but whatever he thought of, he still nodded and said, let's call her Yang Xiao.

Ye Tianming lowered his head to look at his own body, where a dozen sword marks had unexpectedly appeared, with fresh blood slowly seeping out.

Seeing the dumplings, Liang Dahui swallowed hard. Her family's condition was considered quite good in the village, but they still didn't eat good food every day like Educated Youth Huang.

Yang Xueying was stunned for a second, then her face lit up with joy, a boundless delight creeping onto her cheeks, and she even lowered her head slightly in bashful modesty.

I watched sideways as he entered the room. When he came out again, his jet-black short hair was dampened with moisture. Without the obstruction of a few stray locks across his forehead, his excessively striking and mesmerizing face carried an even greater impact.

Jiang Chengshi nearly passed out upon seeing this scene. That almost roaring voice made the surrounding bodyguards tremble, and they hurriedly sprang into action.

Feng Tianyang nodded, giving an affirmative reply. Yet, as he raised his head, he felt the atmosphere in the inner hall was somewhat strange. Ye Mingchen, Su Juntang, and Zhao Hanfeng all had gleaming eyes, as if they had just heard some earth-shattering good news.

Recalling An Yueming's parting look filled with complex emotions back at the hospital, a surge of guilt and unease welled up inside her, one she could neither clearly define nor explain.

Lin Ye quickly spread his arms, and the stone bricks beneath his feet cracked inch by inch. Countless green branches whipped out, directly sending the ink-shadow guards who rushed up first flying into the air.

Dai Pinghai composed such a poem, which seemed to describe his own hometown, the Tongtian Sword Pagoda—one of the three great perilous regions of the Sword Soul Continent, where hundreds of millions of precious swords are thrust into the pagoda body. Once anyone steps into the tower's perimeter, they are doomed to leave not even a skeleton behind.

Qi Shaofan hammered the back of his head and tried hard to think, only to find his mind plunged into complete chaos. Aside from going to the Weiyang Palace to test the boat, he could remember absolutely nothing else.

Gu Qianyu didn't hear the male player's screams, probably because her attention was drawn by the cat's meows, and coupled with the fact that the male player was rather weak and killed with a single blow, the commotion wasn't very big.

Lei Zhongxiang, who was in the dark, broke out in cold sweat at the sight and picked up a few photos scattered on the ground in utter puzzlement. Yet the moment he saw the contents of the photos, he couldn't help but gasp.

He still hadn't waited for Guchen and Muxue to return, which made Muyan grow increasingly angry at the man and the dog. She had no idea where those two fellows had gone, lingering so long without returning, which was quite worrying.

After understanding the deeper meaning of Feng Chi's words about "putting out the fire," Long Yan's fair face uncontrollably flushed red with shock and embarrassment.

Linyuan closed his eyes, holding Chengcheng as he walked out of the courtyard, only to hear a servant's slightly trembling voice coming from ahead.

He suddenly fell into a trance, his hand moving uncontrollably to rest upon her face, his fingertips lightly caressing her brows and eyes bit by bit. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, with the candlelight flickering across her face.

When the filming finally wrapped up, Gu Qianyu and the others had time to eat the boxed meals ordered by the crew, though the food had already gone cold. Fortunately, it was July, so eating cold food wouldn't upset their stomachs.

He didn't even know when this Indian entrepreneur's enterprise had intersected with his Umbrella Corporation.

Even though the masterminds of those years had all perished under that peerless spear strike of the Overlord Ancient Heavenly Venerate, their descendants still carried such cruelty and malice flowing deep within their bones.

Before the elderly police officer could finish, the phone was directly snatched away by Ning Feng.

Bao Lingcheng had been guarding Mu Lingge's side all along. Seeing her halt her steps, he stopped as well.

"No, I just don't want to drag you down into this. You said yourself that place is extremely dangerous, a gamble of nine deaths and a live. If you tag along, you'll mostly just be throwing your life away." Ye Zuisheng shook his head.

"If Xu's guess is correct, have you noticed very long clouds across the horizon these past few days?" Xu Zheng asked.

From behind came the terrifying roar of the Demon Clan prince, sending dust billowing and the earth cracking, with waves of soil sweeping into the dark, sunless sky.

Richard, who should have croaked long ago, was actually living vividly on the island as a wilderness survival expert.

With a flash of brilliant white light, as the radiance dissipated, Byron appeared under the sunlight clad in a set of bizarre powered exoskeleton armor.

The big man slightly raised his head, which had been beaten into the shape of a pig's head, and nodded silently and solemnly.

"What the fuck?" Upon seeing this situation, Yu Chengfeng let out a howl. He had no desire to be blasted in the face by this kind of fire, so he thrashed with hands and feet, nearly resorting to biting, yet he still couldn't break free from Vishnu's arm.

Seeing Xiaolong agree, Wang Lele, the busty babe, instantly brightened up and hurriedly spoke, as if afraid Xiaolong might go back on his word.

"Alright, Gui Qian, I am not here to watch you bicker with him, I want to see your strength," Wang Jun said, at which Gui Qian bowed respectfully.

Then, with great effort, he took his mobile phone out of his pocket, operated it with one hand to unlock it, and projected a vast, azure starry sky onto the opposite wall.

"What are the casualties of the Mythical Legion? Tell me carefully what this battle was truly about." Chen Wu sat upright and spoke.

A beast-like roar erupted from behind the knight order, which reflexively parted as a Magic Crystal Knight entered the battlefield from the rear with overwhelming momentum.