Someone choked out, "They're all dead? Good thing we didn't do those things, or we'd be wiped out too."
"Yes, from now on we must do more good deeds. These people have truly received their retribution!"
Having witnessed Li Yang's ruthless methods firsthand, everyone trembled uncontrollably.
It sounded plausible, and Liu An was almost impulsive enough to pick up his weapon and go to war with the Yi tribe.
These well-trained pigeons could reach the Xie family's backyard in at most two days, and Xie An, who was accustomed to receiving secret messages, would promptly get the letters.
The illusory dragon-horned deer had a body covered in dragon scales that shimmered with a dark glow, and a slender tail with a tuft of blue fur swaying from side to side.
The night market in this area was quite prosperous, and the protection fees collected over a month were quite substantial. Losing the income from this area would inevitably mean that the brothers in this district would have to live a harder life.
But? He never could have imagined that while he was out enjoying the scenery, in the span of a single night, he lost everything: father, mother, brothers, sisters, friends, clansmen, army, inheritance, wealth... everything that could be lost, he had lost.
"Hmph! She's just dressed a bit sexily, how is that being promiscuous?" Jade-Faced Peach Blossom replied.
The man in the golden robe, fifty to sixty zhang away, heard the other party's words and his eyebrows twitched slightly. He then burst into laughter, "Haha! Excellent! You are the first contemporary of the same cultivation level to dare speak to me, Lord Min, like this. It seems you are also someone who is quite confident in your own strength.
And killing local officials was tantamount to rebellion. Lü Guang might not have wanted to kill Liang Xi to deter other officials in Liangzhou, but Duan Ye had acted for him. This achieved the effect Lü Guang desired and also took the blame for Lü Guang.
"Please, be merciful..." Chen Junyi perfectly executed his role; from a performance perspective, he was flawless.
After performing a series of incantations, the blood-red talisman instantly emitted a sky full of red mist, like a blood-red scorching sun, tinting everyone and the surrounding scenery a light red.
As I was leaving, Master Fu stuffed a fine Zisha teapot into my hand, calling it a gift for becoming his disciple. He promised to visit me again in the future to learn the art of training. No matter how I tried to explain, Master Fu maintained an expression of knowing understanding, and in my helplessness, I accepted the teapot and drove away in my car.
"Not good!" The old man in the blue robe's face changed drastically. He had underestimated the opponent's strength; merely activating the power of this spiritual artifact imbued with the law of assimilation was enough to rival a Saint Realm expert.
While everyone was half-asleep, they were awakened by a rumbling sound of horse hooves. Old Tang was sitting in the driver's seat at the time and saw one carriage after another pass by their car. These carriages were coming from the direction of the Tangshan disaster area.
"Since you agree, then let's start quickly, so as not to delay the academy brats' lunch. The first competition, the olfactory test, will begin immediately," Dean Cai said, waving his folding fan.
"Is this the legendary 'not even a speck left'?" Seeing this, Thor, who was hiding and watching from the edge of the valley, couldn't help but swallow. He guessed his fate would be similar later.
These brothers were doing alright. Although it was unknown if they could subdue demons, their physiques alone made them look presentable. However, the others could truly be described as a mixed bag, a motley crew.
Gritting his teeth, he placed one hundred and ninety poison crystal stones on the scroll. Under the faint black light, the poison crystal stones sank into the "sea" of the scroll, and a golden light slowly emerged, revealing a new character.
Master Fu picked up the newspaper and looked closely. On the front page, a large photo, heavily pixelated, was displayed.
"Special Envoy, you?" Xu Shan found it unbelievable. He knew his sins were grave and dared not hope to survive. But why would Ye Tianxun spare him?
Most cultivators were inherently selfish. No one was willing to sacrifice their precious cultivation to contribute to others' achievements. Furthermore, there were internal conflicts among the six major sects. Even if the seven joined the North Film Studio, they each had their own factions. It was already a rare feat for them to gather together today.
He didn't know why, but just a name made him feel a sense of profound sadness.
Even though a man was staying overnight, her eyes were clear and candid, and her demeanor was dignified and at ease, giving off no hint of ambiguity.
Heh heh, I searched high and low, and found it without even trying. Yan Xiaoxiao was quite satisfied, not noticing Xu Yi's expression of relief.
Shabby? Ruoxin looked down at her own attire. It was indeed not as luxuriously adorned as Young Master Guan's, but it wasn't to the point of being shabby, was it?
Watching Qi Qi fall and then be unable to move, struggling to get up only to fall again, Xi Xichen felt a pang of distress.
"Lele, I'm nervous." I frantically grabbed Lele's hand as he was about to take out the key and pointed to my chest.
When Yu Zichen sat in the prison cart and passed through the most prosperous intersection of Nanxiang, everyone in the world knew that the Yu family of Nanxiang had fallen.
"Yan Shanshan, you'd better take back what you just said." Jiang Yue's voice was chillingly cold.
"Alright then, remember to come back to the dormitory often when you have time. I'm heading back now. See you tomorrow." The dormitory was far from student street. Fan Zi gave me a thumbs-up gesture and then turned to head back to the dormitory.
Because Sun Yaozu was the son of a wealthy family, the authorities would have to give an explanation for his death. Therefore, Lu Yao's body had already been collected by the authorities.
"Didn't you say you'd treat me when I had time?" Wan Kang scratched his scalp, feeling unable to refuse. This was a rather daunting prospect.
The Vichy French regime was merely paper-thin to him. Whether in China or Southeast Asia, if he wished, he could have annihilated them in minutes.
Xuan Wuming's strongest suit was fire attacks; almost all his offensive methods were related to fire. Yet, this Jiedun absorbed flame energy as if it were drinking water, steadily suppressing Xuan Wuming.