"You guys can really hold your breath, so much time has passed, and you're still here spewing curses?"
The photo was taken with great skill, the composition and lighting perfectly captured. The person in the frame was tall with long legs, and even from the back, their good temperament was evident. If there were no surprises, their face wouldn't be bad either.
The four followed the main road into the manor. Along the way, they only saw merchants of all kinds coming and going, many exchanging greetings with a "long time no see," highlighting a mutual commercial flattery.
On the other hand, though he didn't want to admit it, he did owe the National Preceptor a favor... As a result, over the years, every time the demon tribe caused unrest at the border, before the court could send troops, Qi Hongmian would lead her people to suppress them.
Along the route, one could see servants busy at work – household retainers, maids, matrons, drivers… all present, clearly indicative of a wealthy household.
On stage, Xia Tianxi, dressed in a Tang dynasty-style Qixiong skirt, was radiant. Even her retreating back was graceful, drawing countless whistles from the audience.
After all, whether buying or selling, everyone feared being robbed and killed. Having thorough security measures was only sensible.
Jun Longze even began to doubt whether Yan Ruyu's talentless physique was truly real, but no one would ever tell him the truth or falsehood.
Zhou You was puzzled. Wasn't the big boss the village chief mentioned referring to himself? Since he was clearly here, who else were they waiting to welcome?
Upon hearing Ye Wei Qing say this, Zhou You also breathed a sigh of relief. Her willingness to listen to his request meant there was a possibility.
However, what she didn't know was that Zhou You's joy stemmed from the fact that his Wealth Forest's quest had been completed.
As soon as one group of enemies was cut down, another wave surged forward, and the Great Zhou soldiers who had been guarding her side were also dwindling.
Then, a voice, so cold it made all the skeletons feel the approach of death, suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.
Now he was implicated and suffering misfortune. The few men exchanged glances. The man holding the knife finally reacted, his hand trembling slightly. Tang Xiyue felt a warmth on her neck as liquid flowed down.
This Supreme expert was a prominent figure from Zhixian Mountain. His "Jie Xian Finger" had been practiced to perfection. Even when facing ancient beasts from the Western Wilderness, he could contend with them using only the Jie Xian Finger, demonstrating its immense power.
He brandished the knife around, scaring away all the customers in the shop. He shouted that if the money wasn't handed over, Qiao Jianshu would suffer, his arms and legs would be taken.
At this moment, Zheng Ling's face had turned pale. Faced with numerous exaggeratedly large pythons and flame scorpions, she could not remain composed.
Upon hearing this sentence, Qin Hao and the white horse felt an urge to find the speaker and tear them to shreds.
What a joke. He had lived with these people for over a decade, how could he find anything similar to ancient gods about them?
He had come to hate the Shao Xian Immortal Sect with a burning passion. For such an enemy, he had conducted in-depth research and naturally understood everything about the Shao Xian Immortal Sect, yet he had never encountered such a technique.
Leonidas sneered and casually picked up an ice blade from the still intact ground nearby.
On the bed, Liang Chen's face was ashen, his lips black, appearing like a corpse, motionless.
At this moment, Liang Chen finally understood why, when he had first touched the surrounding walls, he had felt an indescribable, illusory sensation. It was precisely because this was the illusory and insubstantial Great Circulation Array, condensed from the epitome of all things in the universe… With this thought, Liang Chen flicked his finger again, striking the ground once more.