268: Chapter 268 Foreign races are great! Foreign races are a great tonic!

This mutated Spirit-Devouring Insect was acting very abnormally, even starting to violently attack other Spirit-Devouring Insects.

Not only that.

Very soon, there were more and more mutated Spirit-Devouring Insects!

Two... four... eight... ten thousand... thirty thousand! Within a mere ten seconds, all thirty thousand Spirit-Devouring Insects had mutated.

Their eyes all turned incredibly crimson, and then they simultaneously turned their heads to look at Chu Sheng and the other two.

As soon as Zhan Yin-fan heard "son," his heart tightened again. His son was also sick, and to a large extent, his son's illness was related to him; it was because he had scolded the child last night, and Uncle Ming said Gu Anxing had cried until midnight.

That was left behind by the mountain patrol team; it was just a semi-circular shelter made of stacked stones, which needed a sheepskin coat draped over it to become a complete shack.

Regardless of which type it was, it was very sweet. The white one had a tender and smooth texture, while the black one had a slightly grainy texture; the combination of these two different textures actually created a very wonderful effect.

"Go, turn on the lights in the yard!" Before Gu Wanjun followed them out, she didn't forget to order her son to do something.

One thing at a time; he wanted the other corn, but he also wanted to eat this cooked corn. Nom, nom, nom; he would take a few bites first.

Ling Yan was a very overbearing person. If the other party hadn't been Chen Ziling, he wouldn't have wasted a single word and would have already killed them.

Meanwhile, the Gu family's front door opened, and Gu's father and mother finally welcomed the main guest of the day.

There had been people who tried to muddle through in the past, but the result was the same: they were ruthlessly erased by the 'Heavenly Ladder.'

At the foot of the prince was a circular hill, and upon the hill stood a huge laurel tree, shrouded in a halo of light.

Xiao Jingsheng found an excuse to gloss over it. He had been hiding the matter of Lin Yuejiao's blood test from his wife, fearing that she would be angry if she found out.

Pang De and Yang Fu bowed to Ma Chao. After all, Ma Chao had once been their young master. It wasn't that Ma Chao had acted presumptuously; of course, our classmate Chen had no concept of these things.

Li Cheng buried me beside you. I am so happy. Li Cheng truly is my former best friend. How well he understands me.

When Luo Yi was sentenced, I was sentenced at the same time. I was sentenced by myself; I also sentenced myself to capital punishment.

Xuanyuan Yu hurriedly stepped forward a few paces, grabbed Ling Luo's arm, and then quickly wrapped his arms around her slender body from behind.

"It must be. Don't you know that rural people are very simple and honest?" Zhang Zhengdong said, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"Pfft," Mei'er couldn't help but laugh. It was so funny; Zuo Xiao's expression was like a bewildered child who had suddenly realized they had reported the wrong person.

Li Yang had once been Zuo Xin's imperial guard commander, and he knew exactly how to show off the flashy title of Commander of the Imperial Guards. Otherwise, Zuo Xiao, who had just ascended the throne, would not have appointed him to this position to secretly guide him.

This sounded particularly jarring in the cave, and several people stopped walking at the same time, their gazes turning toward Lin Tian. Lin Tian took the opportunity to shine his flashlight at his feet, only to see that he was stepping on a rusty dagger.

It would have been better if she hadn't said that; the moment she said it, the smile on Su Chen's lips instantly froze. It wasn't embarrassment at being exposed, but rather anger added to the fire.

A flash of coldness crossed Guo Tanxiang's eyes, and she said in a deep voice, "Although I don't know who the culprit is, this news is truly too shocking. If anyone can capture the first real information, they will undoubtedly become the focus of world attention."

Turning his head, he saw her looking nervous, as if facing a formidable enemy. A thin layer of sweat had seeped from her forehead, and her complexion was no longer as rosy and translucent as before, but slightly pale.

Ji Zili wanted to laugh a little. This demon was really like Mo Yu Jingchen; even a single glance had a compelling aura that made people feel terrified. She shook her head—why was she thinking of that reserved/flirtatious demon? Could it be that she liked being teased by him?