Volume 1, Chapter 68: The Dragon Country Never Backs Down

Just like Li Tian, Han Xue on the other end of the phone couldn't help but laugh along, even calling Li Tian utterly shameless.

When Su Tianyu thought of these things, his previously happy and excited expression fell apart once again. Initially, Su Tianyu thought Lin Doukou genuinely believed he was wonderful, but after all this commotion, it turned out Lin Doukou was just brushing him off. Thinking about this, Su Tianyu couldn't help but pout at Lin Doukou, feeling quite dissatisfied in his heart.

Jin Xiang suddenly spat out a mouthful of vital essence, and the golden three-legged Golden Crow unexpectedly took on a trace of blood color. A red flash crossed the Golden Crow's eyes as it lunged fiercely toward Li Feng.

As for Hongyu, there was no need to dwell much on her; she had long been listed among those she loathed the most. Madam Xue had deliberately left her behind, clearly intending to create trouble for her. Once she had some free time later, the very first person she would deal with was her.

An Ran believed this remark of his; this brother at a glance appeared to be the kind of person with an exceptionally intricate network of relationships. Whether his sincerity was true or false remained to be tested through further interaction, but he was clearly someone adept at utilizing opportunities, seizing them, and even manufacturing them. He shared traits common with crafty merchants like Jiang Jieyun and the others.

According to the situation Fang Yurou had described to him previously, Huo Qifei and Fang Yurou had in fact met only a handful of times. Later, after Fang Yurou's physical examination revealed she could not bear children, Huo Qifei had directly broken off the engagement. He found it difficult to imagine that under such circumstances, Huo Qifei would still harbor lingering affections for Fang Yurou.

Huoxuan let out an angry huff, the power of space suddenly erupting, and instantly appeared right in front of Xixing, glaring at him with evident displeasure and anger.

Just as Su Tianyu was still feeling aggrieved for himself, Li Tian had already driven to the place where Lin Doukou and the others lived. Parking the car and stepping out, Li Tian saw a Buick parked not far away, and he frowned at it, staring blankly for two seconds.

"More or less, presumably, perhaps, should I call them sisters-in-law now?" Xu Ruoxue blinked her large eyes and said slowly.

The academic slacker Qin Wenge did not understand what Ni Caiwei could possibly have to say to him, but he still politely invited his sister-in-law into a private room to sit down and have a chat.

Ghostly Specter Sikong: That fierce ghost brother, haven't you noticed that the reason Qin Wenyu isn't driving Ni Caiwei away is precisely to make Ni Caiwei completely give up on Qin Wenge?

Tao San hesitated for a moment, yet still accepted the money, nodded at Lin Tian, and immediately headed toward the town.

Although Xia Yuntian was immensely formidable, he still did not dare to push past the three passes to continue pursuing the enemy forces. He understood very well that if he chased after them, he would undoubtedly fall into an ambush.

Watching the time, Chen Ziwen finished a set of boxing forms, rested for a moment, and then strolled leisurely toward the school.

"Mr. Chen!" Li Qingchu and the other two cried out in alarm. Watching that ungrateful group, their fists clenched tightly, their eyes bloodshot as they stared at them.

Qin Wenge: Hehehe. This is me. It's me and my brother. We aren't two; we are a pair. We are a pair for life and eternity. Hehehe.

After all, when facing the injured Brother Wenyu, feelings of concern easily crushed any other messy thoughts.

"You told me to stay away from you—were you worried that if I touched you, I would be infected with the Gu poison on your body?" This action of his actually warmed my heart a little.

"If you want to kill me, then kill me, but do not humiliate me!" Desoya grew increasingly agitated, her voice rising considerably, yet the moment Mad Dragon approached her, she shrank back in a hurry. She likely recalled the taste of Mad Dragon's slap, making her heart flutter with apprehension.

Amidst their conversation, I had already drawn the town-portal scroll from my inventory. Sprinting ahead and putting some distance between us, I crushed the scroll. A flash of white light swept past, and I had already materialized safely within the city.

The threshold for the entire trading convention was not particularly high; those whose cultivation reached the Spirit Master realm or above could enter, while those below the Spirit Master realm had to be accompanied by someone from their family or sect, with a limit of one accompanying person.

The breath Sanbao had been holding was finally released. Just as he wanted to head out, a chilling presence accompanied by a faint fragrance suddenly materialized right behind his neck. In the darkness, a gleaming silver longsword was pressing firmly against his throat.

Cheng Daolong spoke thusly, silver light beaming from his eyes as if he could see through spatial nodes. This was also a trump card Li慕 had prepared for him. Originally, Li慕 had intended for him to possess the Eyes of Wisdom, but due to some accidental mishap, the forces of Taiyin and Taiyang merging into Cheng Daolong's eyes generated the power of space instead, differing from Li慕's own eyes.

No matter what, he had to make a trip back right now, at least to see for himself that his entire family was safe and sound, and to introduce Yu Mixing to them.

Chopper slammed the back of his head hard against the snow several times, as if declaring how incompetent his previous actions had been, and as if agreeing with Nami's words.

Yu Mixing would occasionally prepare medicinal soups and have the experimental patients drink them. Most of these were concoctions to strengthen the foundation and nourish vitality, meant specifically to replenish the depletion of their bodies.

Lao Bing made no obvious movement; with a gentle wave of his fair right hand before him, Wuda, who had charged in from outside the hall, instantly collided with it like a lion striking an iron wall, tumbling heavily to the ground with a thud.

Zhong Ji's room was located on the second floor of the White Jade Tower, tucked away in a very quiet corner. Unless he stepped outside, it was entirely impossible to hear anyone calling for him outside his door.

"You talk way too much, hurry up and make your move. Don't be like those two guys yesterday, acting all high and mighty only to end up getting pinned to the ground and rubbed in the dirt by me," Jiang Yuxuan said with a cheerful grin.

After shooting for another week, Ma Zhe finally wrapped up his scenes and finished filming his role. However, the entire production had not finished shooting yet; it was simply because his character had been hacked to death by numerous blades that subsequent plots no longer involved him.

Accompanied by their final roars, the lightning spear and the massive black stele violently crashed into one another.

At that moment, Wang Fan suddenly remembered something. Pressing his right finger to the center of his brow, a bead emerged from between his eyebrows. Seeing that the Dao Luo Bead was still intact, Wang Fan finally heaved a sigh of relief.