22. The Scum Chicken Peddler of the Noughties (22)

Perhaps the ability to absorb energy from heaven and earth in any environment and continuously emit scorching gases is precisely why these legendary treasures of heaven and earth are considered so rare and extraordinary.

Ming Sheng stared at the returning barb of the longsword with burning eyes. Just as he was about to strike, a slender figure swept past. Holding her thin, long sword backward and pressed against her arm, Su Wei dodged the blade’s edge and blocked the hilt, instantly halting the gold-shrouded longsword.

As the dance concluded, the beauty on stage wiped the sweat from her brow with a slight pant, offering a soft smile to the audience. Those still spellbound by the performance were struck to the heart by Ruan Bingxin’s angel-like, healing smile.

The man in green was the second-ranked disciple of the Yunxiao Divine Sect, Mo Wuyan, known to the world as the "Green Bamboo and Red Maple," while the man in white was the sect’s top-ranked disciple, the "White Fox Prince" Mu Shilan.

Perhaps they had never seen their teacher so happy. Even when they achieved great success, their teacher would, at most, offer a kind smile and encouragement. But now, Kong Wanchuan was laughing like a child.

Although she had only caught a few fleeting glimpses, the baby boy was sculpted from jade, chubby and adorable, especially his large, dark eyes which seemed to possess a magical allure that made it impossible for her to forget him.

Ye Zheng’s current infirmary was still inside the swimming pool building. The roar of the crowd penetrated the thick walls, causing the chandeliers on the ceiling to sway slightly.

A purple beam of light shot from the top of Yang Hao’s head, shattering an ice spike aimed at him. Without hesitation, he immediately gave chase after Lie Yuan and the others.

Seeing the look on her face, the group hurried forward. Looking from the ridge of the slope down into the hollow, their expressions all changed in shock.

From the layout of the room, it was evident that those assigned here to rest and change were the lowest-ranking ghost messengers of the Ten Kings' Palace.

The dancing flames were like a giant mouth, which, upon opening, swallowed Mu Yun in an instant.

"Hahaha..." Xiao Yushui suddenly burst into laughter, bending over backward until he was laughing toward the sky. He looked nothing like a prince.

Isolated and weak, it was almost unnoticeable amidst the brilliant fireworks outside the city, making people completely ignore its existence.

Now, even though everything was gone, even though the foundations of several generations had been destroyed at his hands, he seemed to have come to terms with much. Yesterday, Wang Wei had spent the whole night enlightening him. He hadn't completely let go at first, but now, seeing Gu Xin so indifferent, he felt he had been overthinking things.

"If you're truly bored, why don't I tell you about the things you experienced in your 'past'?" Elder Baili followed Jiang Yi to the corner of the cave chamber, lowering his voice to a whisper.

This was a time when she needed money; when had she ever lived such a stingy life? Li Lan sighed to herself, opened her handbag, and handed her 12,800 yuan, adding that 13,000 was an unlucky number.

Di Xinyan said that although she had intended to tease Ji Tian at the time, she hadn't succeeded in the end.

The wall was yellow and astonishingly large, yet it was carved with only a few sprigs of what appeared to be rare spirit herbs.

I vaguely remember the Taoist priest taking a few drops of water from the gourd he carried, wetting his fingers, and drawing three incantations on my body in sequence. One of them was drawn right on my chest.

Just then, his phone rang. He answered, and his face displayed that same cunning look that sent chills down my spine. It was less cunning than cold, a fake smile that made one truly fear he harbored ulterior motives.

Although the two stopped here to relax, this was hardly a place for rest. No matter how tired they were, they remained mindful of the eerie atmosphere.

This matter was truly unexpected; I never imagined such things could happen in the Underworld. I was genuinely stunned. I couldn't help but recall the copper coin for warding off evil hanging around his neck. I hadn't seen it on my first day there, but within a few days, it appeared, which made the whole affair quite suspicious.

Looking at the gaze across from him that wished him dead, Xie Lang’s weathered face suddenly twisted into a bitter smile.

Especially in such a Feng Shui arrangement, it was a complete drain on wealth. Not only for the boss but for the workers as well. After the first month here, their wages were forcibly converted into beer by the boss.

I hurriedly pulled a yellow talisman from my pocket and slapped it onto his forehead. The boss instantly retreated quite a distance.

What I couldn't stand most was a leader with no eyes, who couldn't see my normal work and would still idly complain that I wasn't doing a good job.

"A bit interesting." Su Jinchuan looked back, sighed, and continued his journey deeper inside.

In the first round of the second group, the Yongfu Army scored only 8 rings, and Zhang Haifeng also scored 9; in the second round, the Yongfu Army scored 9, while Zhang Haifeng scored 8; by the third round, the Yongfu Army’s performance worsened, scoring only 7, while Zhang Haifeng scored 8.

In just a few months, that girl Hehuan’s swordsmanship had become comparable to his. Though still a bit raw, it was quite impressive.