Chapter 54 (Second Update)

Watching the Sky Ares charging towards him from all directions, Qin Fang's heart stirred as a plan already formed in his mind.

Without paying attention to Xi Ning's strange gaze, Mu Xun directly initiated the application. The moment he saw it submitted, Mu Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bullying a patient, is that fun?" I glanced at him sideways, walked back to the living room, and looked at the box of medicine with a bitter expression. Nevertheless, I opened the box, pulled out a packet of granules, and obediently prepared the drink.

"I will kill her today!" Wu Ruoyan glanced at Miyako and shifted her gaze back to Xiao Jing. Unless Xiao Jing died, her bitter hatred could not be appeased.

No matter what, Xiao Luofan still felt deeply for her, his eyes filled with pity as he looked at her.

"It seems quite a few people jumped straight into the lotus pond. We are in big trouble this time; if I'm not mistaken, quite a few lives will be in danger because of this." The man with the red star knitted his brows deeply.

Feeling quite helpless, Ning Xue and Ning Yue huddled in a corner near the entrance of the stadium, shivering as they watched the relentless pouring rain.

One of them had a pitch-black ribbon tied around its neck. It neither fluttered in the wind nor moved without it, instead clinging tightly to the clothing.

"Let's go! Back to Pinghu Town first, and then you can tell me all the problems you encountered." Victor took a deep breath and energetically boarded the carriage.

To achieve this goal, the Church and the Sassan Empire had begun planning and plotting over a dozen years ago. They expended a precious Grand Prophecy to tilt the scales of fate in favor of the Sassan Empire, and according to the prophetic steps, launched military actions against the Black Hoof Tribe.

Seeing them chatting happily, I cautiously stepped forward, hoping to get a clearer look at the Ghost Fire Sovereign surrounded by flames.

It seemed as though he was not facing a newly promoted Martial Saint, but rather someone who was a Sixth Heaven Martial Saint just like himself.

As it turned out, Gu Yue had once felt lost in her pursuit of immortality when she suddenly noticed a drastic shift in astrological phenomena. After casting a divination, she found her way to Shangjing.

"If you have something to say, spit it out, and leave out the irrelevant nonsense!" Feeling the hand holding hers tighten, Yun Luoyi interrupted Young Master Fan, not forgetting to glare at him.

However, the intruder was very cautious, their aura vague and elusive. Fortunately, Yun Luoyi possessed a spatial martial soul; even if the aura was cut off, she could still track them down using the power of space.

The blizzard was far too fierce at the moment. Just as Lin Ran's ears had been deceived by such atrocious weather back then, Mo Hanting and his subordinates now arrived just as 'quietly' by helicopter, catching everyone off guard.

Liang Zhichen said, "Hold it under her nose and let her smell it. The spices inside this smelling bottle were personally blended by my own wife, and they are precisely targeted to cure this poison." After Liang Zhichen said this to Feng Su, Feng Su hurriedly nodded at him, as if thanking Zhichen for his good intentions.

"I still have plenty of tricks up my sleeve, feel free to try again!" Yun Luoyi raised her chin and said proudly.

He did not touch her, instead lifting his arm slightly to mime an embrace around her waist. But the very next moment, he withdrew his hand with a sense of lingering melancholy.

"I am wondering, if I am the destined celestial affinity you speak of, then what does the Empress Dowager make of it?!" Li Feng stood there and softly said.

With the Qian family's methods, word had already spread throughout the Songchuan business circles that they were about to release a beauty product and would soon open for business.

The Toyota carrying Luo Tong drifted around a corner at high speed and plunged into Weiliu Road without slowing down at all, but the illumination of the headlights made the young man driving slam his foot onto the brakes...

Twenty minutes later, Zhao Tianze returned to the original private room, a trace of imperceptible relief lingering between his brows.

Patriarch Sun was the first to break the reminiscence and began to get to the point; it was clear he was an honest and straightforward man.

Tang Yueran and Mu Chendong lay down to sleep on the large bed in Room 9, one leaning to the left and the other to the right, maintaining a distance in the middle.

Wu Biao, kicked down to the ground, tried desperately to support himself up, but the sudden piercing pain in his chest instantly made him lose consciousness...

The Golden-Winged Great Roc wore an ugly expression. He genuinely did not want to leave, but with no other choice, he gritted his teeth in the end and followed along.

As for Zhu Bajie, he seemed completely unconcerned about what tricks Zhang Qian might pull, standing in place with his arms crossed and watching them quietly.

Yet this time was different; the Heart of Kyushu completely united them into one, aligning their consciousness to the point of a tacit consensus. Without even needing Feng Shenxiu's command, they knowingly took their respective positions.

Since Zhuang Miaoshan insisted on taking him as a disciple, he might as well become his apprentice. With Zhuang Miaoshan backing him, it would be easier for him to quietly improve his strength now.

Cai Shuiguan, the runner for the Dingxiang Tower, hurriedly ran over because he was a Centurion of the Heavenly Host with the codename: Fox.

Right, Big Sister doesn't look very happy. Who made you angry again? Who else could it be, if not those stubborn old Taoist priests up at the Sword Sect, telling me to mind my own influence. Clearly, I've already been paying close attention to the rules.

Su Le was also somewhat amused and exasperated. She could understand why her parents would be so excited, and being liked by Huo Yanxiao also gave her a feeling of a pie falling from the sky. Yet from that initial sense of unreality to now, she had already accepted this fact.

Staring fixedly at Qi Mo, Wang Ji gripped the railing so tightly that it creaked.

Qing Nian had transferred from the imperial capital, and since they had no idea what her background and identity were and dared not offend her, they naturally could only pick the soft persimmons and find trouble with Jun Huan instead.