Chapter 33
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“When I received this mission, they gave me a teleportation scroll. It can send us there directly,” the Archmage explained.
“I think the two of you should go see a psychologist together, then be locked in one room and bicker every day. That way, neither of you will ever feel lonely!” Zhao Na teased from the side.
“If no one saves me, I’m going to die… Cough…” Long Yanhua spoke weakly, utterly speechless. The two elderly men kept asking whether she was all right, yet neither of them took any practical action to call a doctor. Although she had not injured any vital organs, she had lost far too much blood during that time, and her condition was critical.
Ouyang Yulong had just received a phone call. The moment he hung up, he became violently agitated. The several-hundred-thousand-yuan bottle of red wine in his hand was poured straight onto the floor, and the glass gave a crisp, shattering ring.
The passageway was crowded with people from all the major guilds. Everyone was packed tightly together, holding themselves in check. Many had fought one another simply because they belonged to different guilds; when old enemies met, their eyes burned with hatred. Yet for the sake of entering the Dark Kingdom safely, they had all endured it.
White radiance flickered. With the Bloodmark Blade clasped in his hands, he watched Wuchen’s furious thrust and swung down with both hands. A scarlet-and-white blade aura, more than six meters long, crossed the brief distance and struck the cold, razor-sharp spear.
Qu Yuanyuan did not respond. After thinking carefully, she nodded faintly. She knew quite well what Ye Peihua was like among their classmates, and she had no doubts about Xia Xinyan’s character either. Thus, she secretly decided to ask Lin Feng again and see what he said.
“Big brother, just shut up!” The person had not yet arrived, but the voice came first, utterly scolding in tone.
Jiang Baixuan naturally knew that, if he followed Gu Hao’s suggestion, he could get rid of Liang Dujuan in a moment. But after thinking it over, he truly could not bear to abandon her here without regard for whether she lived or died. Leaving aside whether she could make it out of the desert, what if she encountered martial artists with malicious intentions? That would be dangerous.
Long Yanhua had instructed it to beware of outsiders, but it had become far too tense. Apart from its master, it was wary of everyone.
Jiang Qingguang was already advanced in years, yet he had suffered such beating and heavy blows that his aged face instantly flushed crimson. But the person who had struck him was Jiang Yunhe, a man he absolutely did not dare provoke.
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The instant Liang Tian finished speaking, the cultivators who had still been looking down on him were left stunned.
The Heavenly Demon had already been mysterious enough. Now its identity had become even more elusive, and the countless mysteries surrounding the Heavenly Demon had suddenly plunged into an even more inconceivable realm.
What would that child have to face after returning to the stars…? Putilai remembered Tyres’s dejected appearance, and his mood darkened.
Yet before she could finish speaking, a strip of white silk came twisting through the air. Jing Rong did not even have the strength to fight back and was directly pinned down before Yunxian’s tea table.
Passing rows of fully armed black-clad enforcers—equipped with axes, short blades, daggers, and studded clubs, and busy checking their gear—Rick walked straight toward Layork.
Yet on nights that appeared so tranquil, hidden killing intent often lurked beneath the surface. Killing without a sound was frequently the best opportunity of all.
“Senior Jing Yan.”
A voice sounded from directly ahead. Though Zhang Jingyan’s expression remained unchanged, her hand had already closed around her spirit treasure, ready to fight at any moment.
At a dining table in the cafeteria, Xu Zhiqing and Zeng Yi sat facing each other. Xu Zhiqing kept prodding the food on her plate with her chopsticks, looking deeply troubled.
Only after Mu Qinqin alternately threatened and coaxed it did it stammer for a long while before laying out everything it knew.
The more Empress Dowager Xie spoke, the angrier she became, until she directly named Noble Consort Xi. That was one of the few advantages of being the empress dowager: if she disliked someone, she could simply say so without having to swallow her grievances.
Not to mention that she was currently nestled in his arms and kept shifting about. The fragrance drifting from her hair slipped into his nostrils, making him unbearably restless and challenging his self-control every moment.
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But Ye Tianyu had no choice but to come out now. No matter what, he and Meng Xue'er were friends, and he could not simply watch her be taken away. Otherwise, he would have no way to answer to Meng Lang. Meng Lang had always treated both him and Fatty with great kindness; for the sake of that bond alone, Ye Tianyu could not stand by and do nothing.
The sudden interruption sent Sikou Ting’s thoughts drifting elsewhere as well. Mu Qinqin no longer felt like pressing him further. Thinking that there would be plenty of chances to ask later, she withdrew and prepared to deal with the matter at hand.
She might even connect this matter with the cloaked man… Suddenly, she felt that perhaps being a Ghost Saint Lord who spent every day inhaling offerings of incense was not such a bad life after all.
Xiao was instantly speechless, but then, on second thought, realized something was wrong and cried out in alarm, “Master, when did you eat raw fish? How did I not notice?”
Whether the lightning here a moment ago had attracted the attention of other cultivators or not, Chen Xiwang had not gone far before encountering two Core Formation cultivators traveling together.
Su Fenyi was utterly dumbfounded. She had never expected that one casual remark expressing envy of Consort Yan would somehow cause Noble Consort Li and Consort Yan to start quarreling.
While the two of them were speaking, they had already arrived at the Taiji Palace. The palace attendants respectfully ushered them into the inner sleeping chamber. The palace was so quiet that they could not help holding their breath and lowering their voices.
Xiao Tie stared at the plant for a long while but still could not determine exactly what it was. In the end, he simply stopped paying attention to it and placed it in a corner of the divine temple.
At present, what they lacked most was time. There was not even a moment for him to cultivate in peace, and the same was true of Yun Tianyang. Both of them possessed extraordinary talent, yet they were entangled in one trivial matter after another.
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