Chapter 61

"We... we wiped out an entire legion of demons? Is this not a dream?" a commander muttered in a daze.

Inside was the mausoleum where past Demon Kings rested, as well as the sacred heritage ground of the demon race. Every interval of time, the new Demon King had to come here to undergo assimilation. If he failed to arrive, the lingering souls of the past Demon Kings would become restless and agitated, potentially even triggering a catastrophe.

Based on this alone, the contribution of his teacher was already vast enough to make the entire family deeply grateful.

In late March, the evening before the opening of the Academy Awards, Wu Chen finally got a moment to rest. This past month had exhausted him to the point of misery, especially during the banquets following the two official screenings. Whenever he saw the judges, he had to toast them and say flattering words without being too obvious, and he wasn't even allowed to mention his own film.

Yet this time, the beauty brought by the moments of praise did not last long before an unfortunate piece of news quietly arrived.

Listening to Song Tianyou recount those stirring stories, He Chenyi began to gauge and guess the tastes of this wealthy young master.

Zhang Zhenzhen was terrified out of her wits. Seeing the long sword dart toward her chest like a venomous snake, her body was completely paralyzed and unable to move. Suddenly, with a sharp cry, a sleeve flew out from a slanted angle and wrapped around Xiao Congwu's long sword—Zhang Huiqin had made her move.

Having said that, he felt his limbs snap and his body tear apart, drenched in blood, before his eyes widened and his breath cut off.

If not for the Liu family back then, she probably would have sunk to the bottom of the pond long ago. Therefore, she was practically responsive to every request from the Liu family, purely to repay the debt of saving her life.

As a result, Lu Haoqiang discovered he was wrong. For Gao Deshou's next action was to push the briefcase back across to Lu Haoqiang.

Lillard's mouth opened and closed, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. I only suddenly caught sight of his panicked expression, and my heart ached with an inexplicable pain.

"This garment is mine. Put it on first so you don't catch a cold." The corners of his lips curved upward, blooming into a smile. Under the moonlight, that smile was so captivating that it made one intoxicated all over again.

"A-Xiang, I want to talk with you..." After giving the necessary instructions, Feng Yufei walked with A-Xiang along the silent street. Dawn had yet to break, and the townspeople were still fast asleep, with only an occasional watchman passing by.

"Continue..." Feng Yufei spoke as if she had known all along, showing no trace of surprise.

"Tell me, why did you grow up looking like this?" Lin Hanxi's hand caressed his face, tracing and outlining his features meticulously as she spoke softly.

Liu Siqi had never expected Zhou Chu to collapse the moment he was hit. Seeing Zhou Chu currently curled up on the ground like a prawn and groaning incessantly, she was filled with extreme remorse.

"Chenxiang, help me dress and style my hair." At this thought, Feng Yufei's slender eyes suddenly turned chillingly cold, before transforming into a faint, alluring charm, her delicate red lips carrying a fire-like passion.

The Fourth Prince's darkened expression made Mu Ximei somewhat afraid, yet she still stubbornly raised her chin and looked at the Fourth Prince, refusing to back down.

Lillard whispered in my ear, but I was entirely consumed by crying out loud and couldn't take in a single word of what he was saying.

"Waterproof makeup, no need for touch-ups." Su Qin then switched on the car's interior light, having already dressed herself by this point.

When she returned inside the house, the sun had already set. Shen Mo inadvertently glanced at the clock on the wall and found that the time was steadily drawing closer to Li Anjin's usual hour of returning home.

"Rou-rou," Shen Mo could no longer hold back, lunging forward to grab Li Anjin's collar like a starved wolf pouncing on its prey.

When it came to Qi Lei, he glanced up briefly, heard Qi Lei call out, and then continued to call out several more names.

Seeing Chen Xiaonan frame him like this, Pei Minghao grew so furious that he stepped forward to grab Chen Xiaonan's collar.

He would not write discordant elements purely to manufacture conflict; at the very least, it had to be acceptable to the majority of people.

It continued unabated. Although it failed to inflict genuine damage on Kaido, it still drove the Emperor of the Sea to retreat repeatedly.

"Since you have a Metal Spiritual Root, I'll pick a golden bracelet for you." Gu Qiu muttered to himself as he put away the storage ring. In his understanding, senior brothers with Metal Spiritual Roots were extremely fond of golden items, and Ji Yao should be no exception.

As a new business and a new company, leaving aside its immense potential for development, its future income would undoubtedly far surpass that of the shopping mall.

Yet Yan Chi seemed to have thought of something; his expression shifted drastically, and he couldn't help glancing around, stepping back step by step toward the direction of the stone array.

At the very least, he could now be certain that to Mei Doudou, he was far from being a dispensable existence.

He sat alone on the bench of a booth, a stemmed wine glass placed before him. Seated around him were a dozen or so young men, all impeccably dressed, tall and handsome, each holding a wine glass as they either meditated or conversed with smiles.

The unique conditions of the borderlands made the locals exceptionally cautious, and naturally, quite a few spies had begun operating here.

"Hoh, that really is plenty then." He Hongyi finally let out a sigh of relief. So that extra person turned out to be her father.

Qian Qing gestured toward the sky as he spoke. Ding Hao did not appear to have amnesia; his speech was clear and logical, yet he understood nothing of the rules here. Thus, there could only be one conclusion: he had fallen from above.

Yet, come to think of it, she had been rather clingy toward him since long ago, hadn't she? After all, in her life, aside from those friends on the internet, there was only him! With so many people and events suddenly popping up recently, she must feel awkward inside, which was why she was acting like this?

Bai Ye cupped a hand over Xing Chen's leaning-in handsome face, pushing him away in disgust. Sensing Baili Hongzhang's lazy and curious gaze, she turned and met her eyes as well.

The Red Drunk Pavilion was not comparable to houses of ill repute. Judging from the gossip of its patrons, the maidens here sold their artistry rather than their bodies, and those who frequented the place were refined scholars. Guests were permitted to stay overnight to listen to tunes and appreciate dances, but sordid acts were strictly forbidden.

First a coincidence, then good luck—the Mr. President gave a silent, low hum. Old fox.

"Daming, you must keep this a secret once I tell you!" Shen Mo's expression turned instantly solemn.

Yet Lu Zhiyan possessed the bloodline of the Lu family and inherently extraordinary abilities. Having also received another branch of Lu family supernatural powers passed down by Old Madame Han, she was naturally formidable. Although the Lu Family Wind and Cloud Manual had been destroyed, the skills learned onto her own person remained useful, and Lu Zhiyan squared off against Liu Shaoqi.