Chapter 44

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Countless streams of worldly essence swirled like a vortex around Qin Ming, madly surging into his body and transforming into a white mist within him.

Knowing that she disliked excessive physical contact, he used a specially crafted, smoothly polished flat bamboo spatula for applying the medicinal ointment.

"Ahem, why are you here? Weren't you supposed to wander to the ends of the earth and never set foot in the Central Plains again?" Fang Wujiang let out a sigh of relief, but could not help coughing, spitting out some blood.

Left with no other choice, the two found a secluded spot to pour their hearts out to one another before heading hand-in-hand to a recently popular fish hotpot restaurant near the school.

The guards beneath the city gate inspected her travel pass while casting strange glances her way again and again.

Bai Bing looked on with cold eyes, watching the two put on a performance, though she suddenly wondered if they had taken acting classes.

Covering his eyes, Jiang Jingcheng was in such excruciating pain that he could not think straight. Yet, the surging, inexplicable desires finally subsided, and his reason returned. He tried several times to open his eyes, but the pain was too intense to bear. Even when he forced them open, everything before him was a hazy gray, completely devoid of detail, forcing him to close them once more.

You Shifang had no idea how to wield a soft sword and could only watch as the people around him began attempting to write characters on a stone inkstone using their soft swords.

These three days had gone smoothly, traveling all the way from Peach Blossom Cove straight to Haicheng. During the two nights spent at inns along the way, the two of them shared the same room but slept in separate beds.

As the Netherworld Divine Saber was unleashed, the space itself seemed as though it would be cleaved in half, emitting a bone-chillingly cold sound.

Qi Haishi revealed a hint of disgust in his expression. With a wave of his hand-blade, the scorching current he slashed forth instantly roasted the tree roots to death, turning them into red smoke.

The last time they had dinner at home, under the guise of bringing her boyfriend home, Yan Mingxiang actually intended to pay off and dismiss Zhang Xian.

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Zhou Zekai also smiled. After all, Zhou's father and mother had spent their entire lives in the village. Once he achieved success in the future, the Fang family would no longer need to harbor all sorts of unrealistic ideas. Zhou Zekai always felt that Fang Peiqing had originally been unwilling to marry his eldest brother, but suddenly changed her mind later on—though the reason remained a mystery.

His face turned expressionless as he continued flipping down through the pages, eventually discovering Xia Xianyue's autopsy report. She had died in prison, perishing in a brawl among inmates.

"Long Ao, come out and take a look." Wei Chen ultimately had no other tricks left and had to resort to questioning this native of the Myriad Dragon Nest.

"Understood, Sect Master." Zhu Jie smiled foolishly, the layers of fat on his face bunching up in a rather ugly manner.

Wei Chen did not linger long before these murals. If, as Yue Changqing had claimed, this third floor was an illusion, one could reasonably deduce from a literal interpretation that Yue Changqing was a figure from the early founding period of Northern Nether Academy.

"Hello-ha!" A male voice broke the original tranquility, causing Lu Xining to crush the cookie in her hand.

Then, Lin Tianyao and the others saw a rainbow-like beam of light streak across the distant sky, all originating from the depths of Naked Island.

Xi Xichen truly did not know what to say about Nangong Ming. He was already thirty years old, yet he always loved picking on his own son—how childish.

In contrast, Zhang Jin'an did not show the slightest bit of abnormality. He merely pulled out a bone flute flickering with a peculiar radiance and brought it to his lips. However, just as he was about to blow the bone flute, a streak of light suddenly flashed across the distant horizon, instantly appearing above the sea of snakes tens of miles away.

Though filled with a myriad of conflicting emotions, in order to prevent even greater losses, Pei Qinghong had no choice but to break his wrist to save his arm, bravely enduring several direct collisions from the enemy's warships before finally finding a sliver of opportunity to escape.

Chu Aotian said nothing more, filled a bottle with soda, and walked out the door, with Nangong Ming closely following behind him.

The remaining nine golden crows had not yet had time to consider anything before Houyi's second arrow was already aimed and fired at one of them. The power was immense, and the peerless speed filled the golden crows with dread. Feeling as though their bodies were bound, at that very moment, they found themselves completely unable to move.

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A vine exuding a thick, dark, inky stench suddenly darted out like lightning from a slanted angle, instantly entangling a member of the [Surge Group] who had just leaped into mid-air to slaughter the demonic creature before them.

Ruoxin's sensory perception was now much weaker than it used to be, but despite her failing sight and hearing, she still keenly sensed a cool breeze blowing into the room, gently stirring the candlelight and causing the flame to flicker slightly.

"That is your military soul..." Ye Jianjun could not help asking. Lin Tianyao looked coldly at Ye Jianjun without a word.

And so, they fought. After exchanging numerous rounds, they finally both came to a halt.

Amon, sitting at the adjacent workstation, glanced sideways at Xiaoyaozi's adulterated ingredients and secretly sneered. You Zhupao, you might as well just wait to die! With such a chaotic blend of additives, you still want to vie with me for the title of Pill King? Everyone wants to be the Pill King, but do you think the title of Pill King is so easily attained?

It had been quite a long time since so many people had gathered together like this. This time, just like a big family, everyone was present.

Just as Tang Yun was wiping Xiao Lang's face and preparing to feed him some more medicine, the man lying on the bed suddenly spoke up.

Yet, why did the feeling Tang Yun gave her not resemble the attitude Tang Yun typically held toward her master?

"Judging by what you say, are you afraid inside, or do you have a guilty conscience?" Black Fiend Zhihua glanced sideways at Poisonous Spirit Snake, speaking in a disgruntled tone.

Of course, this was just a standing ticket. I had to stand on the train for the entire night, and by the time I got off the train the next day, my legs were somewhat numb from standing. I didn't dare delay after getting off the train; without even eating breakfast, I hurriedly hailed a cab and rushed to my friend's house.