"A bunch of trash, why aren't you getting up quickly to kill him?" Lin Wenyuan cursed until he was out of breath.
He suspiciously scanned his surroundings, surprised to find a shadow on the Tongtian Divine Wood that was faintly disappearing from sight.
A demon, realizing something was amiss, pretended to be a mortal and lived among humans with his wife.
She turned her head, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his soft lips, swallowing his words. As it turned out, this move was very effective. He unconsciously closed his eyes and raised his hand to embrace her waist.
At this moment, Ding Bu'er was no more than ten meters away from the enlarged head of the Fire Demon Tribe's captain. He felt a sense of uneasy danger from its enlarged skull, so he quickly drew his saber and retreated, cursing himself for talking too much earlier.
Ancestor Yuchi was the ancestor of the Yuchi family, the most powerful aristocratic family in the Tang Kingdom. His cultivation had long reached the peak of Supremacy, and he had been in seclusion within the family, seeking the path of great power. This time, when the Tang Kingdom faced the demon realm as a whole, the aristocratic families of the Tang Kingdom had no choice but to invite this ancestor who had been in secluded cultivation to command the allied forces of the Tang Kingdom's aristocratic families.
After escorting Tang Ruhai and the other to the next market town and reuniting with the rest of the Tang family, completing the rescue mission, she quietly slipped away without waiting for Tang Ruhai's gratitude. Tang Ruhai assumed she was afraid of causing trouble, and since he had many urgent matters at hand, he didn't think much of her.
The director of this film, Dante Lam, had the reputation of a "devil director." He was known for his realistic filming. As early as the beginning of the year, he had led the crew to the Golden Triangle to gather information and had in-depth exchanges with local police. The screenwriting team had even recorded the entire trial of Nuo Kang in the form of a documentary.
Tie Feng could not imagine if he would still be alive if he had not amputated his arm in time.
Some mission executors had strange thought processes. Mu Ding seemed to have a protagonist's halo, acting outrageously. Countless instructors had been killed by the protectors, and it was a tearful story.
"You wait!" The chief steward's expression changed several times. He gritted his teeth and sent out a communication talisman. After a moment, he still received no response. He beckoned a disciple waiting outside the tent and whispered a few words into his ear.
Although the two of them intended to kill Shen Mo, they were immensely respectful of Yuyin. The power that was about to erupt was instantly withdrawn, but it also caused their bodies to rumble, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.
Following the road, he walked unhurriedly in one direction, and the jealousy and hatred in his heart brewed continuously as his footsteps carried him forward.
The red cloth was slowly pulled back. When everything on the long table was revealed, some people gasped in amazement, while others were disappointed.
After all, Tang Xuerou and Zhang Xiaofeng were like a newly married couple. If her husband suddenly said he was going to leave her for a while, she would naturally be very unwilling.
The persistent magic breakers were not foolish. Sensing the danger buried beneath the ruins, they actually increased their speed slightly, trying to follow closely behind him and rush out through the gap.
Therefore, after much deliberation, Zhang Xiaofeng ultimately decided not to break through the turtle shell outside the headquarters of the Church of Light for the time being. Since a frontal assault was not feasible, they could only engage the Church in a war of attrition.
However, the leader of the Yuncheng reinforcements had no choice but to place his hopes on the success of their rogue's attack, to successfully create chaos and disrupt the enemy's rhythm.
Two fire dragons spewed out from the flamethrowers, extending for more than ten meters, directly igniting the trees and grass in front of them.
He was indeed not worried at all—if it weren't for Xin Ai Huang Taiji, he would have definitely fled with Li Yan long ago and would never have been so calm as he was now.