Both Liu Qishi and Li Yang knew that someone must have instigated all of this.
The instigator was most likely the Yi family, as Liu Qishi had long noticed the suspicious behavior of Yi Zhou and others.
Han Youhe's lips curved into a smile. Coolly, he took off his sunglasses, winked flirtatiously, and quickly put them back on.
Wang Xuanyuan was contemplating a different issue. Keanu's project was about an assassin, a god of slaughter, while Jerry's script was about a car thief. He now had a better idea.
As I was thinking this, a chilling wind swept through, piercing cold that seeped into my body.
Master walked ahead. I saw him, and naturally, he saw me too. But he merely glanced casually, then turned back and winked at me a few times. I understood his meaning; he wanted me to pretend not to have seen it...
"Only that young man has the ability to eliminate such monsters; everyone else is just cannon fodder," the Water Elemental Chieftain stated calmly.
Although I had always been afraid to think this way, my heart had subtly changed without me realizing it.
At the same time, he understood that the Holy Cult and others who had walked ahead had not knelt down to carefully examine these skeletons, which had died thousands of years ago, nor had they tried to find anything valuable on them.
However, he still controlled his emotions, not forgetting that this was the territory of the Dongfang family, and he did not rashly rush forward to fight Wu Di.
The meteor hammer whistled through the air, continuously bombarding the thick Kunpeng light screen. Although the attacks were fierce, they only caused cracks to continuously appear on the light screen, failing to break through it.
Even though he was extremely covetous of the Chaos Demon Fist, Qin Luowan was no longer the废柴 (fèi chái - waste, good-for-nothing) and ugly freak who had once made a name for herself in Jialan City.
However, as his feet landed on the first step, his body visibly swayed slightly, with no other reaction.
"Senior Sister, you... take care," the four disciples of Ziqiong Peak also looked at her with red eyes and exhorted.
With his current realm and the Bright Holy Body, this ordinary Bright Holy Pool no longer served much purpose.
Sheng Nian, unaware of his disciple's wandering thoughts, gazed at the distant sky. Suddenly, his heart rejoiced as he saw a refined young man walking slowly above the clouds, his robes fluttering, carrying a faint scent of medicinal herbs.
At this time, Li Shimin only bestowed generous rewards without granting official positions, his intention being perfectly clear. He believed that although Li Yaoshi's merits were great, his virtue was insufficient.
Li Yaoshi had spent many years in arduous campaigns. This familial bliss, which he had not enjoyed for a long time, was a luxury for his family.
Chen Sheng, however, was different. His Dao heart was as firm as iron, and he was confident and composed. Furthermore, he could find the right path amidst hardships and obstacles, and walk through them step by step.
Although he had great confidence in Zhao Lin, there were too many factors influencing the selection. What if the person in charge of the Wuxiang Academy at the time had a grudge against him?
Yuyang City had now transformed into a super-large collection of military fortresses, with a prosperous surrounding economy. It could be considered a crucial stronghold in the Bashu region.
"This..." Jiang Yinghua reached out to caress Mu Qilin's cheek, but he took a step back and looked at Mu Yuncheng with a puzzled expression.
The west wind rose, and fallen leaves on the road were blown away. The dry leaves made a "ch-ch-ch" sound as they rubbed against the concrete ground. The wind stung the face.
Upon hearing this, Mu Cheng's heart ached even more. He hugged her tightly with his hands, lowered his head, and kissed her lips. He pressed her against the table and kissed her forcefully. Luo Xin closed her eyes, not resisting, meeting his passion, wanting to forget all the troubles of the outside world and sink into him.