Without a soul, one was dead. There was no doubt about this, and now Xiao Feng had become an existence who commanded the Soul Great Dao. With a single thought, he could manipulate the soul power of all living beings for his own use.
Upon hearing this, Fang Tian and Fatty's faces immediately darkened. My heart was filled with shock; I never imagined that this Wang Jun would be Wang Yin's older brother. Moreover, judging from his tone, even Bald Wolf had to think twice before crossing the Wang family in the North District. It seemed we had truly kicked an iron plate this time; bringing the person away peacefully was almost certainly out of the question.
To Xiao Feng, who wielded the power of the Soul Great Dao, this Nine Nether Soul Fire was simply too important.
"Although I admit your nerve commands my respect, I must tell you that if your strength doesn't match your mouth, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death!" Chang Rui sneered with a cold harrumph, clearly infuriated by Lin Feng's disdainful attitude.
As he spoke, the Hell Ghost Emissary entered the Ghost Domain a step ahead of me. Before stepping in myself, I laid down a Soul-Trapping Barrier across the surface of the domain's boundary; this way, no ghostly creature could escape the Ghost Domain and could only wait to be dealt with by me.
Infuriated, I threw the phone aside and stared vexedly at the ceiling. Had I not looked, it would have been fine, but looking gave me quite a fright—without my realizing when it had appeared, a bloody red character for "Death" was emblazoned upon the ceiling.
This matter truly had to be settled today. Otherwise, I couldn't very well wait for the girl to fall asleep every single day before being intimate with my wives. How could my wives sleep well like that? For the sake of our harmonious marital life, she absolutely could not share a room and a bed with us any longer. What a mess this was, honestly.
And today's Heavenly Snow Palace was said to be the former Heavenly Snow Divine Temple, having renamed itself Heavenly Snow Palace solely to escape pursuit by a far more powerful faction.
The car drove across the Pont d'Iéna. The Seine flowed quietly beneath, with tour boats cruising along it. It was a renowned historical river, like Germany's Rhine or Britain's Thames; every city had a great river.
Atop the Profound Dao Platform, Yun Ling moved closer toward that sword. At this moment, she was utterly bewildered. She did not know why she felt compelled to vie for this sword; all she knew was that ever since she woke up, a voice in her heart had been constantly telling her...
Come to think of it, robbing the rich to help the poor wasn't a bad thing. As long as they didn't rob him, who cared who else got robbed?
"Second Young Master is back! Second Young Master is back!" The moment Yuan Xi stepped down from the carriage, the gatekeeper began shouting.
With that, giving his son no chance, he had the bodyguards roughly force Cai Yuankang to sign and press his thumbprint.
Long Jun sprinted along. Suddenly, a gust of mountain breeze blew past, leaving him refreshed while also clearing his head considerably.
It was also at this moment that Qin Feng gripped the Golden-Hooped Rod tightly and charged straight toward He Hai.
Zhen Dao was startled. Hurriedly looking back, she saw a man grinning hideously as he reached out to grab her. Bending her slender waist, she ducked to evade him, but unfortunately there was no way out to either side. Ahead were the guards locked in a melee with Yuan Xi, beside her were straw sacks, and on both flanks were stone walls—there was simply no way to flee.
Tang Yao glanced at her. Although she was still young and understood nothing, Tang Yao had no intention of giving up just like that.
Tang Yao let out an exclamation. Pulling Ji Yueyao directly into his arms, he threw a fierce punch with his right fist.
The wind brushed across the Flat Peach Lotus Pond without ceasing. The multicolored lotuses in the pond swayed gently to and fro with the breeze, evoking a sense of tranquility.
Lin Zhimu was modest and gentle by nature, and frequently starred in xianxia dramas, earning him the flattering moniker "Fragrant Orchid and Jade Tree—Zhi Immortal." His fans had reversed "Zhi Immortal" to adopt "Immortal Zhi" as their fandom name.
"Jade Claw will arrive first, followed by Zi Chen. The Changchun Pill is already being concocted; once finished, Jade Claw will bring it over. Inside is one sealed in pale yellow wax—find a way to have Pei Long take it.
"You're just in time! Dragon Thorn is on Stray Dog Street. Hurry over and catch him!" Feeling that his luck had suddenly turned around, Ju Hua stumbled over his words a little in excitement.
If the mission failed, Haimu would have to commit seppuku. Even if the others didn't die in battle, their end would only be more wretched than suicide. Therefore, the members of the Haimu team absolutely dared not play dirty or harbor disloyalty when it came to the mission.
Back then, Xiu Qiqi had been dispatched by the mercenary team to serve in the Chang family's external security detail. Having seen Chang Guanyan many times—and even accompanying him until daybreak while on duty in the branches of a tree as he worked—she gradually noticed something different within herself and began to develop feelings for him.
Before this, Yun Xuan had mentioned more than once that he wanted to 'compensate' her. Yet after waiting for so long without seeing him come to 'compensate' her, she still felt a touch of desolation in her heart.
Thus, they all waited outside, at most having their lackey henchmen shout that Young Master So-and-so wished to see An Lan.
Looking as though she didn't want to speak to him at all, Wen Puyu turned her head away, visibly furious.
It was like the sound of air being sliced open, carrying a strange prickle as it penetrated the eardrums. The boy's movements had already slowed slightly; upon realizing that this sound was entering his ears with crystal clarity, he slowed to a complete halt.
Yet no one knew what Yun Jing had worked so hard for over these past two years to rank among the world's top ten molecular gastronomy masters.
"Huh? Father, are you saying Uncle Kui hasn't returned?" Ye Feng's heart tightened.
I naturally linked arms with Hero Xiao. When I turned back to look at Lu Mochuan, his gaze happened to fall upon my and Xiao Shaofeng's hands. For some reason, I actually felt a fleeting trace of desolation pass through his eyes.
A heavy smell of soda water permeated the entire hospital room, while the ticking and beeping of various medical instruments continued to echo beside my ears.
Without waiting for Chen Heng to answer, I hung up. If I guessed correctly, after counting to three, he would definitely call me back.
Beijing was not far from City A, only a little over three hundred kilometers. Xu Jinqiao had requisitioned a driver from the Beijing branch and procured an RV, driving directly home.
There were more than thirty men in black, all clad in black uniforms. Their expressions were cold and aloof as they stood behind the crowd like statues, exuding an oppressive air in the silence.
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