Chapter 60 Purple Qi

Such individuals were truly not meant to be provoked; in all things, one should rely properly on the towering tree of Ji Changfeng. After all, it is good to enjoy the cool shade beneath a great tree, is it not?

Although Buhui kept scolding me, she still applied healing arts for me, which moved me deeply.

Although the video had been deleted, it did not dampen the enthusiastic discussions surrounding Zhao Mu among everyone in the slightest.

Dark Moon blinked at him without saying a word, then directly lowered her gaze to look at the ground.

At this moment, a hooded figure in black was speaking respectfully to a middle-aged man. The low-headed man in black was none other than the leader who had robbed Ling Shan. To avoid punishment, the man in black simply lied that Lin Feng had entered the Heavenly Tier realm a long time ago.

Chu Haotian possessed only the cultivation of the mid-stage Great Success. Had he not concealed his aura, no matter how blinded by lust Yuan Xuhui might have been, he would have sensed the demonic energy radiating from him.

With no other choice, seeing the eager gazes of Xigua and Minlan, I could only shrink back dejectedly, yielding the spot and gesturing for them to look for themselves.

"Heh, Zhao Mu usually keeps a low profile and never shows off, but I never expected him to have such a muscular physique," Wu Xin exclaimed in surprise.

"I want to know how you managed to survive these past few years," Li Nan turned to look at Dapeng, as if viewing this twelve-year-old child as a brother walking ahead of him on the path of life.

A smile crept onto the corner of Li Nan's mouth as he immediately reached out his arm to pick up the lukewarm cup of water. Unintentionally, his hand trembled, accidentally knocking the cup over. Half a cup of hot water surged out, precisely splashing onto and soaking the invitation letter sent by Brother Long, which had been resting on the coffee table.

"Damn it, does this guy have to be so despicable?" Rogue cursed loudly at the unleashing of mighty power by Hundred Ghosts Ferocious, though in truth, he was merely envious of the other's dazzling, eye-catching flames.

A brilliant white light soared into the sky, rippling across the surroundings. Nian Hua emitted a dazzling halo like a deity or Buddha. After a long while, the radiance slowly dissipated, once again revealing Nian Hua's faintly visible figure.

"Qinglong, Baihu, report your findings, especially regarding that 'Lord' Liuhuo," the Ninth Master turned back to ask.

Her eyes were like windows, and her mouth was like a door—even larger than a door, though one always felt that her mouth, stretching back to her ears, could swallow an elephant whole in a single gulp.

With this, the series of celebratory activities held in Dongjiang surrounding the eightieth anniversary of the founding of the Party essentially came to an end. Taking advantage of this event, the Dongjiang Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government gained widespread recognition both within the province and nationwide, and Wang Peng ushered in another surge of popularity, rivaling the soaring acclaim he received during his tenure as head of Wutong County.

The surprise attack by the sea beasts was extremely sudden, leaving even him with no room to react. Since they dared to come, they had to pay the price they deserved. Allowing them to leave successfully would simply brand him as incompetent.

The grand state funeral was exceptionally solemn. During the ceremony, the Crown Prince indignantly accused the Yu family of despicable shamelessness, attributing the rebellion of his brothers to the awakened ones of the Yu family using sorcery to bewitch the mind of the Second Imperial Prince.

"Bai Ze, do not let yourself be controlled," Qinghan finally sensed the unusual and ominous nature of this place.

With that, Chu Han bypassed Wang Hua旭 and continued walking toward the outer gates of the Sword Sect, too lazy to waste any more time with this young man.

With a creaking sound, Jiang Yushu pushed the door open, closed it behind her with a backhand, and covered her mouth as she let out a yawn.

The white ceramic spoon struck the marble floor directly, shattering into countless pieces with a sharp snap.

The wretched wretches down below truly never missed an opportunity to posture and make eyes in front of the Emperor. The moment they saw the Emperor arrive, those pairs of eyes glued themselves to him and refused to look away, continuously casting flirtatious glances his way.

Not long after the three divine beasts departed, the entire space sealed shut—including the overhead layer of ice that had been shattered when the divine beasts left. Su Youqing and Ning Jiangge could not leave and were forced to remain beneath the hundred-zhang glacier.

Before death, she would not be able to see him again; their ties as husband and wife had reached an end. Fortunately, their son was at home, allowing mother and son to see each other one last time. Incapable of saving herself, Jiang Yushu was sinking into dejected despair when a sudden, violent wave of pain struck her. Taken completely unawares, she threw her head back and let out a cry of agonizing pain.

In an instant, Su Youqing felt that her nominal older brother was not nearly as proper as he appeared. No matter how mature and steady he seemed before outsiders, he still retained the mischievousness of a "big boy" in front of his younger sister.

After Mu Qinqin called out to her three or four times, nearly summoning the guards stationed outside, she finally spoke.

Hua Luxue suddenly felt a bittersweet warmth blooming in her chest, and with tears in her eyes, she swallowed that piece of fish: "Tianbao, thank you!" Thank you for treating me like close family even though we are utter strangers.

"In the future, if you have any questions, you can come to me at any time. Furthermore, Junior Brother Tao Qin is still a child; let yesterday's events never happen again." Ning Sinian did not forget to instruct him not to drag Tao Qin out to drink and make merry anymore.

He turned his head to look around, his gaze sweeping across the surrounding darkness as if searching for something, his eyes scanning the perimeter incessantly.

At this thought, no matter how ruthless Qin Xuan's mindset might be, he could not help but feel a twinge of compassion deep within his heart.

Gu Jie nodded slightly. With better eyesight than Zhao Rui, he had long since spotted the fluttering banner of the Fu family on the carriage swaying in the wind.