Chapter 46
Yiyi did not care about these things; she wanted to see if this tree bore any fruit, and if it was anything like that vermilion fruit.
"It's nothing, I just felt like issuing a warning. I only did this because I was afraid my sister-in-law would be angry!" Hearing Liu Qingyi's words, everyone felt rather awkward for a moment.
However, when I dialed the number, it turned out to be disconnected. What was going on here? I was somewhat surprised.
I looked coldly at Zhang Kexin. In truth, from the very beginning, I had stopped regarding Zhang Kexin as my classmate. I had no such classmate anymore; all bonds of classmateship had long since been completely severed! Such a classmate was of no use to me, Lin Feng.
"Joining the exorcism team is indeed dangerous. But when the nest is overturned, are any eggs left intact? Right now, if we weren't hiding in the Quanzhen Sect, where in this world would it not be dangerous? If one day the Quanzhen Sect falls, it's hard to say whether our lives can be preserved."
The closer they got, the louder the screams of agony became. Could it be that they had encountered mountain bandits? Feng Qianli's gaze sharpened, and with a few bounds, he arrived inside Su Village. Sure enough.
Ever since Vignali was injured, suspended from competition, and fled to the United States, the two sides had not seen each other for a long time. However, their contact had never been interrupted.
Certain that he was indeed gone no more, she transformed into a streak of white lightning and flew out through the window.
"Not yet. I suppose I'll be with my mother." Yiyan didn't know why Dirk suddenly asked about Christmas.
"Om mani padme hum!" Jiang Dong let out a long roar, unleashing the Om incantation with all his might, while the Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Stellar Art instantly enveloped everyone present. Of course, that wasn't the end of it. Jiang Dong formed hand seals, and twenty thunder lotuses flew out simultaneously, sealing everyone opposite him.
Yang Jinhuan broke into a sweet, wide grin once more, took the porcelain vase, and inserted the plum blossoms into it, filling the room with waves of delicate fragrance.
"Didn't you fucking say you quit?!" At that moment, a slightly older youth with a face full of pockmarks yelled back at the blond-haired man while holding a remote control.
"As for me... please add floating cannons to my weapon, I think those things are way too cool!" Attila said excitedly.
While Helang and Zhan Zhaohua were frozen in place at the sight of corpses filling their eyes, Lan Yun remained quite clear-headed. Possessing exceptional hearing, he tracked down the source of the faint breathing sounds, and thus discovered the Leader of the Chihua Sect, who had not yet breathed his last breath.
With every single word he spoke, his voice grew a fraction weaker, until by the end, Muxing could barely hear Phantom Night's voice at all.
Qin Muyang, however, acted as if he hadn't heard her words. His eyes, calm as still water, remained fixed solely on her as he slowly asked, "Are you leaving Jinling with Huo Donglai?" His tranquil tone suggested he had known this news for a long time, devoid of the slightest doubt.
I had always known the terror of those with special constitutions, but Kunya gave me the most direct and visceral experience. With such a miraculous phenomenon, one was inherently invincible from the start, and all attacks would be blocked by the sea.
As the Senior Sister, Huang Qianyan reprimanded her junior martial brothers and sisters without leaving them an ounce of face. Under Huang Qianyan's scoldings, the disciples of the Divine Fire Path quieted down, shame written across their faces.
On the way over just now, Helang had spotted pheasants and hares scampering through the mountain woods, so he planned to catch some to satisfy his cravings.
Fan Yanyan nodded thoughtfully. It seemed there was no longer any need to doubt the authenticity of these photos; Ouyang Xueqi and Li Manny did indeed belong to the same era... But how was bone age to be explained? Could that doctor really be lying? What possible reason would he have to lie?
The servants in the villa went about their business as usual. Strangely enough, however, all the items on the walls were gone.
Shen Xin asked on purpose, doing so simply to draw their attention—or more accurately, to draw Xiao Chu's attention.
Things near the airport naturally weren't going to be cheap, let alone Kobe beef, that exorbitant delicacy where a single bite felt like swallowing gold. Shi Jie felt terrible all over, but having given his word to Shen Chenren, he couldn't go back on it, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.
If not for Qianxing, given time and his own methods, he might have been able to clean things up, but right now, he simply didn't have the time.
Wearily, she walked over to the bed, unwilling even to change out of her damp dress. She lay down quietly, and the scenes of that day surfaced before her eyes once more.
Weiyang wiped the fruit on her clothes and took a large bite. When she finished eating, she took off her outer garment and wrapped up all the remaining fruits.
When asked how Qiaoqiao was doing nowadays, Qiaoqiao's mood seemed less than stellar, and her reply was brief: "Just like that, how else could it be? He basically never comes back, and I just go back to my parents' home. I haven't even been to that new place yet."
Yue Lao pulled Qianxing along with great familiarity, walking inward together while the remaining few looked on with considerable awkwardness, Gong Yu's expression turning even uglier.
A look of paternal affection rested on Murong Jing's face. Although this grandson was not born of the principal wife, his scholarship and cultivation were quite outstanding, and having spent the past three to five years out gaining experience, he had surely improved a great deal.
A "challenge" is generally used by the weak against the strong, or by someone ostensibly weak against someone ostensibly strong. Could it be that Dongfang Nanmen considered himself weaker than Dajia?
She was filled with terror, and wasn't Zheng Nan the same? Despite employing all his signature skills, he couldn't get past the fact that the fourth floor was way too damn high. The speed of his descent was almost on par with his "Shifting Shadows and Changing Steps," and he was nearly knocked unconscious from the impact.
Level 12, whereas he himself had only reached the peak of Level 5. The gap was far from small, and with his current strength, trying to deal with it was undoubtedly a pipe dream.
At this very moment, outside the Cangjie World, in a certain realm of time and space within the Examination Hall, numerous powerful entities were staring intently into the Cangjie World.