Volume 1, Chapter 53: Holy shit, it really is a talisman

The yellow-haired monster spoke for a full five minutes. In order to cling to life, this fellow actually shifted all the blame onto Bodhisattva Lingji.

Du Ruoxi glared at Su Yunliang through gritted teeth, envy, jealousy, and hatred written all over her face without the slightest bit of concealment.

Feng Lin asked in confusion, especially since these people had already competed once before, and there was an essential difference between veterans and novices.

Struggling, she propped herself up on the bed with both hands, leaning half her body against the headboard. Tilting her head, she opened her eyes and saw that it truly was the Swordsman.

"Manager Liu, this is bad! Those scumbags from the Flying Star Sect are here again!" A Golden Immortal realm cultivator rushed frantically into the City Lord's Mansion.

The Orthodox Master began from the previous calamity at Shaolin Temple, mentioning how Yan Jiu led a group of experts from the Qingcheng Sect to the rescue. He directly recounted why he had spared Lianyun City at the Three Pools of Water, and later, when the Slaughter Tiger Gang besieged Mount Emei, Lianyun City revealed his own background, along with a series of other events.

Immediately, he ordered his subordinates to activate the flying boat and depart directly, leaving behind one vessel to pick up Elder Chu and the armored guards before following.

The two of them felt unaccustomed to the sudden change in surroundings. Guo Xi even sat down hard on the ground, though fortunately, she kept a tight grip on her fried chicken leg.

Ever since the first generation of students at the Bagua Valley, among every student who practiced the Three Trigrams, the trigrams of Qian and Kun were mandatory choices with no exceptions.

Heavenly King of Growth felt his head splitting. Looking at Tang Sanzang's current appearance, he felt a depression in his heart that could not be surpassed.

In this timeline, these words had been slightly altered and used by Gu Cheng when he made his first cameo appearance at Kwon Bo-ah's concert.

In such a critical moment, a person simply did not have enough time to think. Xiao Jing immediately rushed over in three strides, leaped onto his horse, and grabbed Lu Shanshan, who was swaying unsteadily on a nearby horse due to sore and weak legs, helping her steady her posture.

Gao Feng nodded in agreement, followed Mr. Zheng inside, and carefully observed every single detail along the way.

"Such magnificent scenery can only be retained and appreciated by our Sunset City for an entire... season...!" Regaining his senses and calming his emotions, Zhang Yi exclaimed in awe once more, even though he had long been accustomed to it; every time he thought of it, he could not help but praise it.

When the sound of horse hooves drew closer, they indeed did just that. Pair after pair of eyes stared fiercely at the Northern Hu people without even blinking, as if they could kill them with their gazes alone.

The boss confirmed Dingbaixue's words; the two of them had indeed rented a room here on that day ten years ago, and by the time they left, the fire was already raging.

Half an hour later, Yang Guang woke up from his heavy sleep. The moment he opened his eyes, Empress Xiao felt that her husband had changed. His eyes no longer held their past greed and cruelty; instead, they had become exceedingly natural and peaceful.

"Fine poem, fine poem." Although Zhao Heng's poem appeared somewhat mediocre, the scholars still offered perfunctory polite praise.

Thinking that the enemy's offensive momentum would slow down after Lu Chong's departure, they were surprised to find that the remaining Northern Hu army instead intensified their siege like madmen. Pouring out in near-totality, the Hu people surged forward like a wave, and under the relentless pounding of the human tide, the already crumbling city defense finally reached the verge of despair.

Moving closer, a clear spring emerged from somewhere, separating Luo Pingyan and the others from the pink courtyard wall, connected only by a zigzag bridge.

Tie Zhongshi could be described as utterly faithless; promises made were broken on a whim, which made Chu Mengyao extremely angry.

The skill War Armor was merely an advanced skill. Although rare, Zhang Yi-fan had already secured it for both Shield Rose and the legendary God of War King, though he had never had the chance to use it.

The players felt that the NPC officer was being far too arrogant, dispatching fewer than thirty men. They immediately broke into heated discussions, all agreeing that this was tantamount to seeking death.

"Young Master, do you think this matter... could have been engineered by people from a hostile nation?" Xiao Jianghe asked uncertainly. Such a possibility certainly existed.

"Since she has already turned into a vengeful spirit, remaining in the mortal world will only bring disaster to the common people. She absolutely cannot be spared," Ruo Li said softly.

Only then did Wu Xinyang understand that something had gone wrong on Meng Fanhai's end, forcing them to resort to this extremely perilous plan.

Qin Wanru's pretty face blushed, but having already been intimate with this fellow and having her entire body seen by him, she did not feel particularly angry.

Ghost Flame's words won the agreement of several others. Even if they could not take down the opposing laser tower, they at least had to test the enemy's strength.

When they were seated and looked closely, two elderly monks sat in the center of the hall. One of them had a lean figure and wore a red-trimmed black robe, and was none other than the leader of the Tibetan Black Sect, Venerable Qiye. Sitting cross-legged opposite him was a stout, fat monk wearing a brown turban and yellow hat, who was the Yellow Sect Grand Master, the Wheel-King. Both held prayer wheels and were arguing fiercely.

Sometimes, when she accidentally turned her head and her gaze met his, the next second he would take the initiative to leave, only to follow behind Yi'er once more.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Why don't we let him out first?" Before Ye Feng could speak, Lin Ruoxue chimed in.

Regarding Tang San, in the subsequent plot, he would confront the protagonist, but this was merely a confrontation of stances, much like Tang Wulin and Gu Yuena in the grand finale of Soul Land III.

At this very moment, this group from the Dark Spirit Organization had already arrived outside the Ruthless Mountain, drawing closer and closer to it.

Luo Tianque did not dare to move rashly. If he alerted the opponent, the target would escape his attack range in an instant.

As for Fahai, because he violated his duty as a demon slayer, he suffered punishment from the Heavenly Dao. During the period when the White Snake was suppressed, he appeared normal, but in reality, every single second, he was enduring the burning of invisible flames.