593: Chapter 593 Feng Wuji is critically injured and on the verge of death! Lin Yuehua fights a desperate battle!

Zhang Yue's eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly withdrew his soul power. The Bagua diagram flickering beneath his feet also dissipated into points of light, fading into the dark night. Once everything had calmed down, Zhang Yue's figure had disappeared; he did not concern himself with the boy's life or death, as he had more important matters to confirm.

It was foreseeable that next, the entire factory would fall into a long period of busyness. Thinking about it, Xiao Lin could only prepare more bonuses and have the canteen cook more delicious food for the workers.

On the Xingyuan Continent, one could distinguish between day and night, but it was difficult to tell apart late night, evening, or dawn. The ubiquitous floating starlight always rendered the surroundings in a hazy mist of light. At this moment, the faint light fell on Ao Xingchu's face, and it was clear that he was truly somewhat anxious, not appearing to be faking it.

An incredibly massive claw tore through the waves, swatting toward the wreckage with a fierce momentum that made the air stagnate. Boom! A violent roar erupted on the sea surface, and a wall of white water rose, almost obscuring the sun in the sky. In the dimness, it was difficult to see exactly what had happened.

However, even so, how could he possibly withstand Xiao Lin's mouth, which had mastered 21st-century sales techniques? As soon as Claude Monet arrived at the company and finalized the grenade deal, he was dragged by Xiao Lin to an external weapons testing range.

The cultivation technique practiced by 'Thunder Hand' Qian Huanzhen was one that everyone knew and feared; it was even more terrifying and profound than Fu Yiyu's 'Luo Xiao One-Feather Sword'.

After leaving the company's perimeter, Claude and the others slowed down, walking slowly toward the French territory. A guard stepped up and began to converse with Claude.

A-Xiu shook her head. There are no yin winds in June, and the Angry Child will be fine—he surely has a stubborn fate. But my younger brother is truly simple-hearted and too upright; if he goes this time, I'm afraid he'll suffer a loss.

Lei Yu smiled and shook his head, then summoned the Undead Commander once more, ordering him to go down and take a look, and to destroy everything below.

To be honest, Feng Yifeng wasn't too nervous. Although it was his first time performing on such a large stage, he was, after all, just playing the piano up there and wouldn't be facing the audience directly. He had also seen many big scenes and met many high-ranking officials and wealthy people; the aura of these individuals could sometimes be more intense than that of over a thousand people in the audience.

Fine. Even if he could live for another ten or twenty years... could he stay in this position until he died of old age?

The Marquis of Salisbury's movements paused, a look of surprise appearing on his face, which gradually turned into a smile: "Balfour, you are always so clever. I really don't know what this old man would do without you!" The Marquis of Salisbury shook his head with emotion, lightly patting Balfour on the shoulder.

Lancer's face shone with an inexplicable light. He used his toe to lightly hook the yellow short spear on the ground and then flicked it up.

“Hehe.” Although the Koreans' audit was very strict, this was Haizhou after all. The people from Daewoo Heavy Industries were unfamiliar with the place, so even with an audit, they couldn't be thorough, especially in the early stages. There were still many loopholes, allowing the Haizhou Shipbuilding Industry Group to obtain quite a bit of information.

Hearing Han Yan's words, Liu Chengming and Liu Shiying looked at each other, unable to believe it was true.

And now, Aleria was very sad—please don't misunderstand, this sadness mainly came from the sense of loss generated when others didn't get the jokes she made.

Five heads were placed on the tabletop. On the adjacent wall, a line of large characters was written in blood, dripping and shocking to the eye.

However, it was too late for regrets now. To see Faora again, it would take at least fifteen years. It seemed he would have to try it himself.

Rin looked up at Li Lin. Although she was struggling to hold it in, Li Lin could still see from her slightly reddened eyes that this child was truly excellent—so excellent that Li Lin even had the intention of taking her as a disciple.

He flipped onto his horse and looked back. Sure enough, Wang Ning had also mounted his horse and was staring at him.

She indeed held him very tightly. Xia Haoyu aligned himself and entered her body, while she wrapped both legs around Xia Haoyu's waist. Lin Duoduo only felt the excitement in her body ignite once more. Leaning against the window in the moonlight, the two found satisfaction again.

“Why didn't the boss come today?” As if thinking of something, Li Zhishi asked while calmly attempting to pull the other person's hand away to change the subject.

Zhang Youze looked up, his eyes filled with a thousand thoughts. I sensed the hesitation and reluctance in his eyes, but I didn't know the reason. Could it be that Brother Yu guessed correctly, and Zhang Youze indeed knows something we don't?

Even more terrifying was that his facial expression showed not the slightest hint of pain; instead, he was talking and laughing, appearing exceptionally relaxed. Even the wound on his neck was rapidly stopping its bleeding and fusing back together.

Thinking back now, the Celestial Masters responsible for the safety confirmation of the abandoned laboratory years ago either truly lacked the strength to discover the problem, or they had been bribed, which is why they didn't speak up despite knowing there was an issue.