Chapter 61

Around them, the archaeological experts also jerked their heads to look at the river, but aside from the reflection of the flashlights, they found nothing at all.

"Go ahead. I happen to have matters to attend to and cannot see you off," Zhang Kexin said, turning around to walk outside.

Watching the four demon hunters depart, Mercedes turned back around once more, though she no longer spoke proactively. Her attitude made it abundantly clear: I have finished dealing with everything, and whether you want to kill me or torture me is entirely up to you.

Hu Dafang waited for a long time, hearing only a few sighs without a single real story, yet he dared not push him too hard, so he had to bite the bullet and wait.

Furthermore, this child's father was of special status. Emperor Yongning was the ruler of the nation, and she could not help but ponder another layer of implications.

A commotion of noisy sounds continuously drifted over, and the vehicle also came to a halt, causing Li Shang, who had been deep in thought, to open his eyes and look out the window.

At this moment, following its past experience, the giant python assumed the prey was already dead and ready to be eaten. Thus, the serpent stopped constricting and thrashing, slowly extending its head, opening its wide jaws, and biting down toward the monkey's head.

Eating a bowl of plain, whitish porridge, Ye Zhichen knitted his brows in thought, stood up, walked back to his room, retrieved his phone, and placed a call to Kou Jing.

Xu Feifei felt somewhat irritated. Had these two bodyguards not been arranged for her by her father before she left home, and had she lacked the authority to dismiss them, she would have fired them right on the spot.

During the battle where the Daoist and Confucian schools established their doctrines, Confucian leader Kong Qiu's prestigious name resounded throughout the Three Realms. This was because, despite being of mortal human descent, his cultivation defied the heavens, making him another existence within the Three Realms comparable to a saint, following the Heavenly Emperor Haotian. He created the Confucian Dao himself, and his cultivation prowess surpassed veteran supreme divine figures such as Jiang Chen and Minghe.

Some of the impatient sharp-toothed burrowing rats did not even wait for Zhang Kuang to land; squeaking, they leaped into the air one after another, hurling themselves toward him to snap and bite from mid-air.

The midday hint had already taken effect. Xia Qinghai must have recognized who he was. It seemed this director of the public security bureau didn't earn his position for nothing; to be able to recognize him under such circumstances was indeed extraordinary.

A pair of plump, towering breasts appeared extremely alluring, and a deep, mystical cleavage radiated a fantastical charm. If she were to tumble down like this, she would surely fall quite miserably, wouldn't she?

Gazing at that face, brimming with joy yet retaining a trace of youthfulness, Elder Zhan pouted his mouth in dissatisfaction like a willful child. Clearly, he was displeased with Meng Qi's attitude, yet he said no more. However, upon closer inspection, it was not hard to detect a hint of thinly veiled pleasant surprise hidden deep within his pupils.

Zhang Kuang condensed a wisp of cloud qi to wrap around his soles, his toes lightly touching the ground as he moved forward. Three zhang per step, leaving no footprints upon the sand, he drifted across the yellow sands like a wisp of dandelion down.

An envelope was tossed before Luo Yonghao. It looked heavy, likely containing photographs or similar items inside.

With that, the bodyguard ran off, and before long, returned with an unfamiliar doctor in tow.

"It seems! I have no choice but to tell Chen Xuan!" Facing the current situation, I realized I had to lay bare everything about myself to Chen Xuan. Therefore, I took a deep breath and braced myself as if preparing to face execution.

On the other hand, looking at Xue Hua—such a reclusive and proud person—the unmasked affection in the depths of her eyes made her heart ache faintly.

Back then, she had just become a disciple of Weiyuanzi and entered Dust-Oblivion Peak under Luo Xi's guidance. At that time, she did not yet know that moving up and down Dust-Oblivion Peak required flying on swords. When dinnertime arrived, she simply thought of heading down the mountain to eat.

Mother Wu had prepared dinner and waited for Shen Mobei and Xibai for a while, but neither showed any sign of returning. In the end, she had no choice but to store the cooked dishes away in the refrigerator to keep them fresh.

Mingyangzi, however, was experiencing turbulent waves in his heart. The Dao was hailed as supreme, yet it had lost? But upon second thought, after all, this was merely a struggle between newcomers, so victory and defeat were inevitable.

Though he held himself in high esteem, Jia Wumei naturally understood, because even she would have to weigh such strength carefully; people naturally possessed the strength to be proud.

Following the direction pointed out by Xu Guixiang, Chu Yun looked over. The smoke was dense and obscured her vision, and the fire was fierce. Fearing her clothes might catch fire and bring disaster upon herself, Chu Yun did not dare to rush over blindly.

Chu Hongyun was naturally no exception. Although her status in the Luanfeng Palace was respectable, obtaining this drop of phoenix heart blood still required her to pay many additional costs.

However, just as Fu Zhongxing was about to open his mouth, his expression suddenly changed drastically. In the next instant, Lao Jiu and his spear became one, hurtling forward at an incredible speed. An intense sense of crisis stimulated every nerve in his body. Gritting his teeth, Fu Zhongxing directly activated his desperate, do-or-die mode.

As he uttered these words, his gaze remained fixed intently on Nan He's eyes, but Nan He did not look back at him.

The torrential rain caused white smoke to rise as it beat down, occasionally accompanied by flashes of lightning that illuminated the bloody corners of the imperial capital.

"Dirty? This is hardly dirty. In fact, I think food dropped on the ground is cleaner than you," Sister Hu said viciously, drawing the surrounding crowd to watch.

Although Thresh and Basa kept emphasizing that the dwarves here were merely rude mongrels, Thresh was of the same kin after all. Judging by the situation, the dwarves likely faced an unprecedented crisis, so the two still went over and opened the cabin door.

Er's tone did not sound like he was joking. While she understood the eternal truth that one must suffer bitter hardships to become a person of status above others...

Rong Lan had also heard that her uncles had arrived. Toward Hu's uncles, Rong Lan held a good deal of respect; after all, who in this world would go against money? Especially this third uncle, who was an absolute master at financial management. Over the years, Rong Lan had grown closest to him, and her private savings had all been invested in Hu Jianan's ocean-going merchant vessels.

Under those circumstances, for Li Jingyi, who was isolated and facing a life-or-death crisis, even a smile was a form of support, let alone the fact that Lady Wang had conversed with her for a long time, allowing her to smoothly express everything she wished to say.

With that, Xu Xiao drifted away gracefully, leaving Xu Haodong behind him glaring fiercely at his retreating back.

Realizing the situation was turning against them, several others immediately fled, and those ferocious lions instantly gave chase.

Was this supposed to mean your second son is even more formidable than a marquis? Who doesn't know that official rank was simply bought through donations?

Qin Yuxin knew that the two children shared a good bond with this Mo Jue, and Mo Jue treated them well too, so she settled the children down and walked outside.

"What kind of soil is this? It's as blue as the ocean," Jiang Dong said, stretching out his arm as he wanted to grab a handful to take a closer look.

The hillside location chosen this time, although inferior to the unique growing environment of that valley, was not far behind. Coupled with the application of some special ripening techniques, the maturation time of the spiritual herbs would likely be advanced significantly, potentially ripening in less than half a year.

However, this kitchen knife was not meant for hacking Tang Feis into pieces; she was simply cooking a meal in the kitchen.