"There's something I've always found strange: what is that dragon inside your body?" At this moment, he eyed Xie Qiao with suspicion, his gaze fixing on the green jade pendant at his waist.
Recalling the youth he had encountered on Psychic Island, Yue Guanyun gritted his teeth in bitter hatred.
Without a second thought, Cui Feng strode toward the cave entrance. With more than a dozen people standing at the ready, there had to be something precious inside.
With the Yin-Yang avatar also returning to stand guard, Dong Zhanyun deliberately refrained from having the Shadow Cloud Eagle, the hairy zombies, flying zombies, or the Nine Springs and Nether Springs Ghost Mothers make an appearance.
Before the first ray of morning light could filter through the gaps between the leaves, birdsong echoed through the mountain forest. Washed clean by a night of wind and rain, the air was extraordinarily crisp, each breath bringing an invigorating freshness.
After finally finishing recounting the past few years to his maternal grandparents, Dong Zhanyun at last had time to spend with his paternal grandparents.
"We must keep this from the old master at all costs. He cannot know—his health has only just begun to improve!" Shi Daoran hurriedly warned.
Cui Feng weighed his options and resolved that no matter what, he had to master a spirit technique first. Even if mastering it did not improve his cultivation speed, at least his combat power would increase dramatically; it would offer every benefit and no harm.
These islands rose and fell, though it was roughly discernible that they were arranged across several distinct tiers.
"Give the order to open fire! It wouldn't be the first time you've seen our own people's blood," Xiao Menglou said sternly.
When school let out, the teacher shared a few kind words with Ruge and praised her before the entire class.
With that, he pulled three cups of soy milk from another bag, inserted straws into them himself, placed them before Mother Qi, and promptly spun around, sticking close by her side.
The stubble on his face had grown thicker, and the exhaustion in his eyes could not be concealed. Looking closer, Jiang Tianyan had also grown noticeably thinner.
The voice carried over from inside the campus. Next, a young man in his twenties wearing the White Deer University uniform walked out from within, accompanied by several students.
After sending the message, Ye Shaoting waited for a while without receiving a reply. The way he looked at Lu Jingcheng was now no different from looking at a madman.
Regardless, Bai Shan had not been exposed yet; he was still one of the freshmen.
As the UAE team's defensive formation closed in on him, he immediately squared a pass across, allowing Bellamy to tap it easily into the net.
The two of them spent the day in silence like this, having no energy left to speak.
With Flower Shadow Wolf's two-thousand-man unit pinning them down from within and their remaining three thousand troops attacking from outside in a coordinated pincer, the Grand Alliance would never be able to handle it.
Ji Yuxi and Su Li returned to their residence. Ji Gang had gone to bed early, and the two guards sent by Yun Yi were quartered quite a distance away from them.
"Where are we supposed to find an offering?" Quanmei frowned. The Zhuzi brothers wouldn't give them time, and ten mini-ghosts wouldn't hold them off for long.
"Brother, aren't you speaking too soon? Not all the guests have arrived yet. Who's to say there won't be some formidable figures among them?" Ding Yi chuckled.
Setting everyone else aside, his senior brother Kong Han alone would surely not be much weaker than that tiger demon, even if he couldn't defeat it.
Chu Tian gasped. How could Powell be terrifying to such an extent? That was impossible. Although Young Master Chu Tian was weak in strength, he was bold yet meticulous; when he first made his debut, he had swindled the entire Caesar Empire to earn his first pot of gold, relying purely on intellect.
As the vast forces of the Human Dao mobilized, precious immortal artifacts and Buddhist treasures were laid out one after another before Daoist Qingyuan.
With two of his creatures falling in succession, Du Fei completely lost his earlier confidence. He stared fixedly at the Luxray, its entire body crackling with electric arcs, unable to comprehend where it had drawn such power from after sustaining such heavy injuries.
"Emperor Grant." Feina stood frozen in place. The founding ancestor Emperor Grant's command conflicted with that of Ludi III.
After a short while, Butler Sun returned, opened the door, and welcomed the two into the manor, his attitude many times warmer than before.
He made no further mention of Huo Lingshuang, unwilling to let that name wound the man before him again.
The two of them went to a nearby café, ordered some drinks and pastries, and sat down.
The next day, Lin Jingyi had no heart for work and sent Chang San alone to attend to the apothecary, while the siblings remained eating in the hall.
As the bloody aura receded from the blood shadow, a young man clad in coarse hemp garments appeared before everyone's eyes.
"This humble woman pays respects to General Fenwei, Marquis Wen Lü." Cai Yan's voice, graceful yet sorrowful, ethereal yet hollow, was heartbreaking to hear.
Dragging, sweeping, thrusting, and stabbing, every blow struck at the enemy's vitals. Trading wound for life, Ma Teng had forgotten that Lü Bu could not be injured; though he struck Lü Bu several times, he failed to leave the slightest mark, and was instead struck in the shoulder by a blow from Lü Bu's halberd.
Mu Sanqian looked left and right, realizing he only had a scabbard and the black discipline ruler kept close to his person left on him. He could hardly throw the ruler away, could he? In that case, he had no choice but to use it.
"All right, I'll go make something tasty for you. Gnawing on dry rations every day truly is quite dreadful." Mingxuan had long wanted to show off his culinary skills. Like Zi Luo, her parents ate only vegetarian food; to avoid awkwardness, and compounded by their injuries, they had relied on dry rations to fill their bellies these past few days.
Ye Yinfeng could not help but be greatly startled. When he focused his gaze once more, he found that everything had returned to normal—the lantern and the covered bridge were still right before his eyes.
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