Chapter 31

The Madonna of Sorrow felt weary, yet she dared not relax her mind. She knew that if she let her guard down and were struck by the Power of Obliteration, it would be the end, for the Thunder-Light Beast would never grant her the chance to sever her own body.

To speak fairly, Jiang Xuan does not seem as terrible as you claim. Is she a villain simply for choosing to help her father instead of me, an outsider?

However, being able to go is a good thing. For ten years, he had been unable to cultivate techniques, practice skills, or participate in any competitions, treasure hunts, or skirmishes. His hands had long been itching for action.

Seeing Zhang Zhaonan flee in a panic, she said nothing, a bitter trace appearing at the corners of her mouth. It seemed she was long accustomed to it, or rather, she knew exactly what kind of man her father was.

In short, Ye Youran was a true powerhouse whose strength was far above his; he had kicked a steel plate.

At that moment, Xiao Leng felt as if a stone pillar had pierced his abdomen. His internal organs were in a state of chaos, and blood surged from his mouth like an endless fountain.

Li Wangtian and Zhao Qingqing felt something was amiss. According to their own tests, even if it were on the other side of the planet, the Sun-Moon Giant Wheel should have been recalled via teleportation within tens of breaths.

Damn it, so the Four-Spirit Jade Pendant was the mole! No wonder the enemy knew his every move no matter where he went—Sun Yang had always kept the pendant on his person, never letting it leave his side.

This call was from Hong Jiaxin, reminding him to remember to go to school tomorrow morning; she wanted to tutor him and warned him not to sleep in. Luo Yang agreed to everything.

However, no sooner had the thought arisen than his expression changed drastically. He saw sky-blue flames, flames that surpassed the ninth-grade blazing fire. As Yun Fan had predicted, he kept his eyes wide open, staring at the Six-Mystic Ice Iron, praying it would not melt.

He Hui and the others were still in shock, staring blankly at Ye Fei, unable to come to their senses for a long time.

Upon hearing that name, Qin Lang felt a jolt of alarm and slowly retreated to the very back.

"In short, the matter is complicated. He will arrive here to report in a while, and you will see him then. If he is willing to tell you, you will know the details," the High Priest said slowly.

Thump, thump, thump—the movements upstairs became increasingly violent. The moment the Wealth-Spreading Boy appeared downstairs, it felt like the awakening of a hundred corpses. His cultivation was so terrifying—how could it be compared to the corpse-drivers I had encountered before?

She made an incision on the Nine-Tripod Snowflake Beast to release its blood. To everyone's shock, the blood, which should have been green, had turned a black darker than ink.

Chen Qingdi looked up abruptly, his eyes reddening as he froze in place. The figure's pace slowed. She, who had seemed as calm and indifferent as still water, saw the snow-white hair of Chen Qingdi and was moved to tears like a rushing tide.

Moreover, Zhang Yuqi usually treated Zhang Yishan well, so naturally, Zhang Yishan believed his lies.

He had originally intended to stand up for his cousin and teach the scoundrel Qin Lang a lesson, but he never expected to be beaten to a pulp by Qin Lang instead.

On the way back, the world asked itself: after returning to Earth... what could it do? Just for that bit of entertainment that was better than the Naruto world?

Zhan Silamo waved his right hand. Gaia felt the world spinning, and in the next second, he was in front of Leiyi and Lanuoer.

Seeing that the Flame Dragon Warrior was unharmed, Dyna breathed a sigh of relief. The red light on his chest flashed faster and faster, so Dyna did not delay and flew away.

The Shadow, hearing these words, showed no reaction, staring blankly ahead with hollow eyes; clearly, he had truly lost all reason.

Thus, Tuoba Shouji secretly found Li He, the branch leader of the White Lotus Society, to discuss the next step in coordinating with the imperial army to recover Xia Prefecture.

The room held only a few embers in the stove, but in an instant, the lights came back on. Shui’s palm pressed against the lamp, and as his internal energy flowed into it, the flame burned brighter than ever before.

"Brother..." Gaia stared blankly at the scene before him, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

"Leiyi, do you really have something important to say?" Kasius looked at Leiyi and asked.

After receiving orders from his superiors, the army took over the place. Li Hu, not knowing what had happened, went up to ask an officer before he understood.

Pondering this, the old man frowned even more deeply, his fingers rubbing the rough armrest of his wooden chair. After a long while, he suddenly said, "It seems we cannot let them come." His eyes flickered, his brows knit and then smoothed, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Liu Fan guessed that the envoy in the center must have been sent by the Wusun, while the two on the sides were from Dayuan and Kangju. Weak nations have no diplomacy; the most arrogant envoys always come from great powers. But no matter how arrogant they were, Liu Fan would not fall for it.

Luo Yun had ruined her last time, causing her to be too afraid to go out for a while, and many people were mocking and ridiculing her. She had lost all face; in short, all this humiliation was caused by Luo Yun.

Xiang Nian kept hypnotizing herself, draped the clothes over him, and with her head bowed, helped him button the dense row of buttons one by one.

Because of the mission, the two of them being together seemed like the natural course of events. He had no experience in pursuing anyone.

As it turned out, she might have been making too much of a scene, as the opposing team could no longer stand it, and they were killed into a state of collapse by Lu Qingshan.

He remained in that sitting posture, with one arm wrapped around her waist to keep her from falling. He stared straight ahead, though it was unclear what he was looking at.

Su Luo secretly chuckled to herself. She knew the old man's temper well—a classic tsundere, meant to be stroked the right way.

If Mo Yun led them for a while, she could eventually let go and let Yun Shaohua take charge of the company.

The first time, both were novices, and Lu Qingshan was at an age of youth where he was particularly prone to excitement.

Watching as his wrist was merely dusted with a thin layer of soil, which Yuan Changhuan then wiped clean with a handkerchief to reveal the fair wrist bone, Yuan Changhuan finally felt at ease.

"My boyfriend is very young, and as for Yun Shaohua, he is my elder—he is my uncle," Mo Yun replied.

Upon reaching the general manager's office, Mo Yao settled Gu Xina on the sofa and thoughtfully handed her a tissue to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

As Yu Yao spoke, she took another bottle out of her pocket. This one was different from the last; it was a jade bottle.

Cang Zhao tilted his head curiously and saw a few lines of text listing addresses or the names of business properties. Seeing that they included not only those in Jiming Post but also those distributed in the prefecture city, he immediately guessed what it meant.