108 Succubus (16)

Above the platform, the intensity of the thunder’s heat diminished greatly, like the gentle warmth of early spring sunlight—capable of dispelling the chill but no longer burning with any fierceness.

After speaking, the mouth of the tornado suddenly flipped downward, instantly enveloping Xu Tian within the violent storm.

“Bold of you, daring so much. Han Yuan hereby offers you a chance to become my friend again,” Han Yuan said with a furious smile.

He grasped the skeletal hand of the corpse tamer, then took a deep breath and with a loud snap tore the arm’s bones apart, the noise resounding sharply.

As a Grand Dao Golden Immortal, he was like a sovereign among mortals. Even though Jin Li had just earned a sliver of his respect, deep down he never truly regarded it as significant.

“Brother, what’s wrong? You look so uncomfortable,” the eldest squatted before Yan Yun, watching him curiously.

Qingcheng was neither dead nor missing limbs, only unconscious, lying on a sturdy, solid back, utterly insensible.

After an unknown length of time, a sudden pounding—“bang, bang, bang”—came from his door; someone was knocking.

The visitor saw a young general smiling kindly at him, and with a gentle manner, dressed and approached Xia Feng.

Uchiha Madara surveyed the surroundings, comparing them with prior intelligence, confirming the location he was in.

Fortunately, Mu Qingniang’s previous life had been that of a hoarding hamster; her pharmaceutical room was stocked with every conceivable medical instrument, even several bags of plasma.

Walking ahead, Minister Li no longer cared that Shen Shen struggled laboriously behind him. Upon reaching the appointed room and opening the door, he saw the VIP single ward’s bed shielded tightly by curtains.

What others considered the most important and noble reward might not hold the same weight in his eyes.

Bai Lan’s suspicion was indeed correct: Gulin’s disdain for the massive python before him stemmed entirely from his overwhelming power to utterly dominate it.

“You brat! How dare you insult me!” The old man fumed, puffing his beard and glaring fiercely. Yet Liu Xunxiang ignored him and charged again, forcing the elder to leap aside once more.

Fu Mingxuan fell into deep thought after hearing him speak. If things were truly as he described, then this Night King was indeed painstakingly sincere.

I have seldom encountered Zuo Ci and know almost nothing about him. Fortunately, I am beyond his reach, so Zhang Hua can rest assured—there’s no fear of me causing chaos.

Mu Qingniang was unbothered by his sudden change of attitude, and she felt no embarrassment from cold treatment. She was so delighted she could have spun around on the spot, a smile endlessly tugging at her lips.

Xia Minchen understood it was still too difficult for her to accept the truth now; she needed time to digest this information.

That said, if the Merman Squad had maintained formation from the start, advancing cautiously, and if Jin Yiyi had not forcibly initiated the Illusory Realm battle, forcing me to face two masters alone, instead employing their fusion skills to harness team strength, perhaps after a few more rounds, Nan Ba and the others would have been forced to concede.

Among the supplies were items unavailable domestically; whenever Ling Fei could eat a bit more, Song Tianmo would arrange for daily air shipments from abroad.

Qing Huan stepped forward, his presence heavy above her head. “Have you forgotten? Back in Tuoba Hong’s Chongguang Palace, his mesmerizing incense also failed against you.” He stubbornly addressed the royal family by their old surname, unwilling to forget past grievances.

At that moment, someone in the forest applauded, and I heard Lin Haijing’s voice say, “Not bad. Ghost’s Dread is truly formidable; you actually saw through the trap—some skill indeed.” A Taiqin bloodline.

Liang Shan practiced in the Reincarnation River of Haotian for two days, initially mastering the Thirty-Six Earthly Fiend transformations of the cultivation method. Emerging from Haotian, he cast a complex glance at his own corpse lying on the ground, then, with a thought, transformed into a wisp of smoke and drifted beyond the valley.

I bought the earliest flight to Zheng City; arriving at ten in the morning, the brothers of Tianmen had yet to secure Zhengzhou’s territory. Without stirring suspicion, I first went to a temporary base of the Bloodshed Brothers in Zheng City.

The timing was so perfect that Ling Fei could hardly believe Li Hou hadn’t tipped him off with a call; she inwardly cursed.

Although magical artifacts cannot speak, Duan Yan clearly felt the lotus platform’s delight as it circled around her to express its will.

A dense aura of demonic breath suddenly burst forth, fiercely striking Shen Tianlan. Within an instant, countless wind blades formed within that breath.

“Will you be hospitalized?” Thinking of Ling Fei’s recent bleeding, she surely needed proper care for her pregnancy; the hospital was the best place for that.

After some necessary warm-ups, the PE teacher let us have free time. There was more than one class on the field; besides ours, two others had PE classes too.

“I believe more people will pass this year than last,” Lei Sheng said with significant meaning.

A joke: Mrs. Li asked her child, “If mom and dad argued, which side would you take?” The child thought for a moment and replied, “I’d stand beside them.”

At this moment, Nangong Baiyi’s face grew unpleasant; he even began to suspect Wu Tian was deliberately trying to purge all of his old elders and replace them with people like himself.

His eyes were full of terror as he curled up in a corner, shaking his head repeatedly, seemingly refusing to recall anything. Though a grown man, he now resembled a bug afraid of sunlight, retreating endlessly into shadows and screaming nonsensically.

“Did Third Master ever say how formidable the War God Ye Chen really is?” Ye Tianyu asked involuntarily. Over the years, he had never encountered a master truly capable of defeating him.

Feng Qiye’s footsteps drew near. Leng Yue could not help but want to leave, but suddenly her arm was gripped tightly, nearly causing her to stumble backward into a cool embrace.