Chapter 35
It could be said that even though he had anticipated this, the shock he felt was no less than that of Ji Yuebai. In fact, to ensure Jian He could continue speaking, he had to suppress himself with great effort, not making a single sound.
The news that the Commissioner would be marrying Princess Lanling in three days swept through the entire city of Suzhou like a hurricane.
Yan Fasui did not hide these words at all, and they reached the ears of the prodigies present with crystal clarity. For a moment, all eyes were fixed on Ling Hao and Yan Fasui.
Li Fangcheng saw everyone nodding in silent agreement, clearly accepting this explanation, and took a sip of water to moisten his throat.
"Damn it, why is it so hard to be a good person in this world? I wanted to be a quiet, handsome man, but I ran into an idiot who actually wanted to chase me; they couldn't even keep up with the dust I left behind." Looking at the sports car that had long since disappeared from sight behind him, Ye Tian shook his head and sighed.
"The eyeball on Norma Star has been destroyed. We must install another one in the Far East—one that is absolutely loyal and will never defect to the shadow creatures." The second metal pillar from the left introduced a new topic.
This was because Qiu Batian believed that Xu Wuyou could obtain more Beast King blood—not just one or two types, but perhaps three, four, five, or even six.
A figure approached. Ye Tian looked over and saw a ferocious beast clad in armor. It was the size of a calf, but its explosive power was terrifying.
A horse with an injured hoof was given to a loved one as a fine steed. It might look generous, but for such a horse, eight hundred strings of cash was not a small price, and two thousand was not too much.
The entire team continued to move forward. When the sun reached its zenith, the team stopped for a half-hour rest to eat dry rations and drink water.
Sawai did not know through what channels this information had been leaked, allowing this special envoy from Antiet to keep clinging to it.
In order not to let Di Tingfeng develop any resentment toward him, Jin Lin had to give up. In any case, given Di Tingfeng's power, he would eventually be able to save Shen Zhi and the wild tribes.
Just as he was about to turn off his phone in a fit of pique and ignore everyone, a pleasant ringtone suddenly sounded.
Baibai felt it was very strange; although she was not old, that did not mean she was ignorant of common sense.
This was not the eradication of the soul, but merely the loss of emotion. For a cultivator, "forgetting emotion" was indeed a supreme state, a path to becoming a legend on the spot. It was a very tempting condition, and Chen Yuan’s heart wavered, even to the point of wanting to surrender his emotions immediately.
Sure enough, before long, over a dozen cultivators pursued them. Their cultivation levels were at most at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Mo Qiqi had cleared away the tracks within two miles, and after the pursuers bluffed a few times to no effect, they left. Only then did Mo Qiqi take out a few jade plates of food to enjoy her dinner.
Just as the thief driving the car steadily headed into the depths of Mount Suna, the mountain began to tremble once again.
An Si thought about it and agreed. Liu Erbao was the professional in this regard, and the facts proved his ability, so there was no need for An Si to intervene.
One DOTA-level item was enough; everything else was just a bonus. Thinking this way, he felt much more at ease.
Di Tingfeng had traded for this magic weapon using spirit herbs at those stalls. It might not be useful for killing, but it was incredibly effective as a tool.
In particular, the members of the Di Alliance, who were being deliberately targeted by the War God of Morning and Dusk, turned pale; even those at the God-Sealing level were trembling.
In the Suofang City of the past, the Innate Realm was considered first-class, the Transformation Realm was top-tier, and the Dan-Gathering Realm could dominate. But now, let alone the Innate Realm, even those in the Transformation and Dan-Gathering realms had to tuck their tails and act like cowards in Suofang City.
When the last drop of metal flowed out, Chi Hua reached forward, and the rock in front of him weathered away like dust, falling to the ground with a rustle.
"God of Wood, don't ask." The headmaster suddenly pulled at the God of Wood. Only then did the God of Wood realize that the people of the continent were most sensitive about others prying into their clan's secret techniques.
After confirming the location, Ye Feng began to calculate what form he should take to meet these people. Having been between the realms of Night-Thought and Move-Thought, he knew that if he went to the decisive battle between the two countries, someone would surely recognize him, and it would not be simple to escape once that happened.
Fists and sword tips collided in an instant, and a heaven-shaking explosion rang out, spreading to the surroundings; the sound even reached the entire city of Ku.
An unrivaled aura erupted, as if an ancient primordial demon god had walked out from the dawn of creation.
"It's nothing, what deep star power," Wang Ze said with a solemn expression. Among his peers, apart from that freak Xia Moqiu, this Xiahou Yi put the most pressure on him.
Seeing Jiang Nan's attacks becoming increasingly fierce, she felt her self-esteem had been dealt a blow.
A breeze blew over, seemingly bringing a trace of moisture from afar. The air here became a bit more humid—a rare moment of gentleness.
Only if the top twenty races attacked together, or perhaps even other top ten races, would they have the certainty to eliminate the entire War Clan.
Now, in the city of Shanghai, Jiang Nan didn't trust anyone; the only things he could rely on were himself and his ability to run and escape.
Qin Zheng walked out of the City Lord's Mansion and first went to the nearby guesthouse. He jumped onto the eaves and saw that the lights in the guesthouse were out, so he didn't linger and went straight to the Qinyu Building.
He did not possess any clone-like supernatural powers, so this could only mean that Wu Qing's speed had reached its absolute limit, beyond the capture of his own eyes. Otherwise, it would not be like this. He had indeed improved too much over the years, making the Taoist wonder if he had become the first person in this apocalyptic era to break the limits.
The brief words contained an inseparable sorrow. If time travel were real and Sima Lan were participating, she would inevitably be entangled in karma. Could she withstand it? Furthermore, they were surely in another time and space; how would they return, and would there be any consequences?
One had to know that this kind of wholehearted vigilance and alertness consumed a great deal of physical and mental energy. Even though these people were elites in the military, they could only doze off for brief moments of rest each day; even a body of iron would find such exhaustion unbearable.
Chu Tianze recounted what had happened in that space, which made Han Mingrui frown.
Tang Ye's consciousness arrived in a wondrous, ethereal world. Winter passed, early spring arrived, and all things revived. He saw a withered tree that, after being nourished by the vitality of spring, sprouted tender buds little by little, then grew, and became lush and green once again.