Volume One, Chapter 58: Truly a Heartless and Treacherous Creature
He Mian was forced to stay, unable to go and make trouble for Xie Wanning.
Originally, she had brought Xie Wanning along today just to make things miserable for her and exact revenge for her dear brother Zhixing. Who could have expected that Meng Shiyao would burst in halfway!
Simply infuriating.
A new round began.
Sure enough, Lu Shixin was the werewolf this time and was quickly voted out. The final winner, just as Xie Wanning had predicted, was Wei Zhe.
In her ecstasy, she rode the giant-winged beast, continuously tumbling through the air and performing various flashy and fluid flight maneuvers.
Ye Haoxuan nodded and said to him with a very stern expression, "Chu Yang, I have remembered your name. If you dare to flee, I swear that even if I have to search the ends of the earth, I will find you and kill you."
Sure enough, just as Lin Hao's twin fists attacked Jia Hu's chest, before the force of the punches could even touch his clothes, Jia Hu's palms moved with lightning speed like two fierce, venomous snakes, opening their jaws and revealing fangs to clamp viciously onto Lin Hao's wrists.
"Your driver won't arrive for another couple of days. He used to be a racing driver before he retired due to an injury." Old Chen had already let Gan Jing look over these details, but he still gave a brief summary.
The mud monster "crawling" on the ground happened to be within the range of this trajectory, and the sword blade had already dealt it a strike as it swept across. When the blade reached the top of Boss Hai's head, Boss Hai once again extended his left hand to grip the hilt tightly, delivering another forceful, heavy blow down onto the mud monster's head.
Ancient patterns were carved upon the surface of the giant bell; when pieced together, they unexpectedly formed the nine-headed golden roc seen on the stone wall.
"Have you ever heard of the legend?" asked a ninth-tier divine rune martial warrior with an impassioned expression.
Consistent with other subordinate planes of the Phoenix Martial Sect, the earth of the modern plane eventually became a subordinate plane of the Phoenix Martial Sect as well, holding a supreme position within it. Naturally, the sect's resources would also tilt toward the modern plane, such as martial arts resources and the recruitment of disciples.
Yet this time, the blade radiance shattered, but the sword Qi remained, crushing toward the Tiger Demon Emperor with an unstoppable momentum.
The Fire Essence King's power was equivalent to that of the mortal wheel heavenly palace tier. As for its true strength, it would depend on what kind of blazing flame energy the Fire Essence King had devoured to advance.
Looking up to survey the surrounding scenery, the terrain here was quite peculiar because, all along the way, sheer cliffs and precipices—which were rarely seen—appeared in several places here, resembling more the crenel of a city wall.
Zhao Yaru had initially struggled to play the role of a good wife. She had always known of Zhou Jing's existence, though at first she did not know her name, because Zhao Deshai used very lowly terms when referring to Zhou Jing in front of her.
"Buried?" The maid shrieked in terror, nearly dropping the swaddling clothes in her arms out of fright.
When speaking to Wang Jian, Gao Qiong rarely showed such respect, even using honorables, and his attitude was extremely humble.
With that, the video continued to play. Chu River rescued Bailin, pulled him deep into the fabric of space and time, explained the reason, and handed him the two-dimensional foil.
Even the Thirteen Great Light and Dark Law Prime Gods were alarmed, descending with the vast and majestic might of their laws.
The arrival of Yu Xiubai, coupled with his and Mo Pei's conversation as if no one else was around, left Wanqi Longhua with absolutely no place to save face for his old visage.
"Assistant Lin, is your moodiness due to a conflict between you and Fu Shijin?" Fu Yiyan asked with a hint of understanding.
Retribution? Was it because he and Wu Gang had committed heinous deeds in the past that their retribution was never having children?
"Father." Yu Liwei glared slightly at the old man, then raised his gaze to look at Yun Xi, opening his arms slightly. His gentle demeanor was just like that of the neighborhood brother who used to watch over and protect her back then.