Chapter 151: First Visit to the Yan Family (3)

"Class monitor, I suppose you really don't want to know what I look like when I'm angry, do you?" Xize suddenly stepped forward, smiling with a gentle expression.

"A genius from Shenzhou, yet you act so submissive. Lou Qianchong, it seems the divine ability bestowed upon you by Lord Baiyun has likely vanished." Ye Fei said with absolute certainty.

"Hehe, this is simply too easy." Ren Qiong and Bai Yu could not help looking smug. They had yet to shake off the excitement of breaking through to the Soul Sea Realm, and their demeanor was exceptionally arrogant.

Ye Fei's face immediately darkened because he discovered that a restaurant not far away was actually selling dragon meat steamed buns, stacking them neatly outside basket by basket. The dragon turtle's dark muzzle habitually reached out at this moment, swallowing an entire basket in one gulp, which startled the restaurant employee who was carrying them.

Inside the bedroom, upon hearing the commotion from outside, Xia Jiyang could not help but be stunned. Then, a playful smirk curled the corners of his lips. He tidied his clothes, turned off his video game, and went out to see the old master.

Lin Feng's gaze was also fixed on him. If he remembered correctly, this man was called Qingyi, one of the chief instructors of the Divine Wind Camp, who taught weapons such as hook claws, clubs, and staves.

Equally furious was Lord Baiyun. Thinking of the deaths of Lou Qianchong and Feng Heng, and remembering how the Wind and Cloud Palace he led was miserably and entirely eliminated by Ye Fei, turning into a laughingstock, Lord Baiyun's eyes turned blood red.

The moment he made this gesture, something that surprised Ye Fei happened. As if sensing the change in his attitude, a portion of the heavenly steles in this stone forest began to lessen their hostility toward Ye Fei, while other steles seemed eager to approach him.

Although it blocked the fatal blow, the immense force severely injured Ximen Zhuixue, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just in case she might wake up, Jiang Wan deliberately pulled a towel soaked with sleeping potion from someone's mouth and forced another heavy dose onto Lin Zhirou along her mouth and nose.

Yang Tian nodded, feeling that he should first return to the Huaxia Kingdom and then observe the situation on the Demon Realm's side.

In the past, such matters would certainly have been spearheaded by Mount Shu, not only because of its strength, but also because Mount Shu excelled in these areas.

Although Retired Emperor Li Yuan harbored countless grievances in his heart, the lessons and experiences of the former Sui Dynasty were right before his eyes, leaving Li Yuan no choice but to abdicate.

Accompanied by Liu Meng, the two posed as a couple and took a taxi all the way to Han Qin's music studio.

This left Zhang Tianling at a complete loss as to what to do. If they fell out, the Underworld's strength was there for all to see, and no one would gain the upper hand; but if they didn't fall out, wouldn't his Taoist sect lose all its face?

After saying this, both of them burst into loud laughter, drawing sideways glances from many reporters. Upon seeing that they were two unfamiliar faces, a reporter muttered, "Just two more fools begging for help and failing," and paid them no further mind.

The spectators in the arena were deeply disappointed upon hearing the terms of their agreement, as fighting only a single move was hardly worth watching.

Qin Yang was extremely reluctant, slowly making his way onto the arena stage. Right now, he was the apple of everyone's eye in his group; everyone was eager to defeat Qin Yang and become the new arena champion. Yet, the moment they thought of that person's command, they lost any desire to become the champion.

Resembling the bombardment of missiles, the space outside the barrier continuously twisted and deformed, and some spaces even began to crack and shatter.

Upon hearing this, Qiu He once again showered Yang Guang and Yang Su with endless expressions of gratitude before being supported down the grand hall by several eunuchs.

Jiang Miyin felt that she had slept very deeply and sweetly. When she woke up, she found that she was still sitting in He Xize's car.

Although Yuanyuan was only five years old, she suddenly felt that she possessed the intelligence of a ten-year-old today, set against the backdrop of the angelic aunt.

Just now she had also instinctively defended herself, but logically speaking, given that their physical strengths were comparable, Tang Chi shouldn't have been able to hit her.

As for Zheng Shaoqiong's progress, He Xize had always paid close attention to it. Recently, the problems Zheng Shaoqiong encountered came one after another, and he had offered quite a few ideas as well, analyzing many matters together with her. Reaching this point now was truly remarkable.

There is a reason why Sun Zhuo receives so many votes every year; the spectators know that an All-Star Game featuring him will be fantastic, and they know that Sun Zhuo will make the All-Star Game exciting.

"Sister Qimeng, are you alright? Do you need to take some medicine?" Yang Yi said as she handed over a thermos cup filled with hot water.

These words sounded extremely familiar, yet there was no time right now to pause and ponder who had said them and when.

Lu Yiyi nodded. Although she knew that people rarely bought many items consecutively from the same online store, as a seller's professional integrity, shouldn't the closing remark be "welcome to patronize us again"?

Yan Wenran's words were indeed not wrong; the feeling Sicily gave people was truly incomparable to any other city.

It was usually just something like a gold ring. The only gold Zhong Shan had ever seen was a gold ring carefully preserved by his mother, and his remaining knowledge was limited to descriptions in television and newspapers.

"Journeying together, whether you can persevere when the time comes will depend on you. Integrating spiritual fire is no simple matter." Their hands gripped each other tightly, and Su Qing and Long Tian exchanged a smile, finalizing their agreement right then and there.

Modern destroyers can perform combat missions such as land attack, escort, reconnaissance, patrol, warning, minelaying, fire support, and attacking shore targets, earning them the title of "multitasking masters of the sea."

With the guarantee of the military, food was the assurance for these people to continue enjoying the privileged lifestyle of the pre-apocalypse era. Plundering their food was undoubtedly the greatest provocation to them.

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Shan thoroughly comforted Qin Ru. Perhaps the intravenous drip was taking effect; Zhong Liguo's expression gradually eased, and his tightly knitted brow relaxed. Seeing his father no longer enduring pain, Zhong Shan finally set his mind at ease.