Chapter 122: Sending the Concubine Away, the Target of Everyone’s Arrows

Bai Yi muttered to himself. That was exactly what he was thinking; having survived a lightning strike, he wanted to see if there was anything wrong with Chen Sheng’s body.

As Chiyou recovered to the level of an Earth Immortal, his divine sense returned along with his right arm. Sweeping across the entire Mount Hua from the air, he realized that among everyone there, only one was a cultivator.

Suddenly, a booming sound erupted outside the tavern, and everyone inside curiously looked toward the entrance.

Even Zhunti, one of the two Sages of the West, could not withstand the force of his punch if caught unprepared.

Yet, no matter how deranged he was, this guy had still spent several years grinding away in the business world.

Tengen Uzui and the others realized something was wrong. Everyone, including Giyu, immediately shielded their master, Kagaya Ubuyashiki, and turned solemn gazes toward Kanae and Longzai, who remained motionless.

He then whispered to Rose: "If you dare reveal us, you’re dead. Also, pretend to be defeated for a while and then retreat."

Du Shouyi examined the five varied, "ornate" iron pots in his storage space and finally identified them: Japanese iron kettles.

The King of the Yuezhi was pulled back by Crassus just in time, but he had yet to recover from the shock of that arrow.

As they went deeper, a familiar scent rushed into his nostrils. There, in the depths of the light, several machines were running.

Had it not been for her eyelids occasionally fluttering slightly, Chen Moyan would have truly believed she had died right there.

As his right eyelid twitched violently, Ling Yi was instantly overcome by an intense sense of crisis, as if he were being pierced by needles from behind.

Bai Yulong kept his eyes on the front of the mansion. After the Sect Master of the Hundred Flowers Sect left the royal palace, she was personally escorted to the residence by several high-ranking officials of the Yanghan Kingdom.

Yesterday, her mother-in-law and husband had nothing but praise; she had better not offend anyone too deeply.

Everything was moving in a positive direction, but Kui Yi’s cultivation had reached a bottleneck. At this moment, the Assassin System "2.0," while still able to help him improve his supernatural arts and secret techniques, found it difficult to elevate his realm and cultivation level.

"Is that so? Let me try some too!" Qilong, hearing this, couldn't help but want a taste. He took the coconut and drank from the opening.

"And how are you any better? Your sister is crying like this, yet not only are you unmoved, but you also turn a blind eye!" Bai Nianxi said, arms crossed.

"Are you going out to compete against people from other villages?" Qin Tian asked. Sun Yizhou and Wu Qilong had been preparing all day, and the others didn't know the situation.

He was just about to reach the wall and grab the golf club when he heard Leng Yiyao suddenly laugh.

"Sophistry! I think you're just unhappy because you didn't end up with Yang Mi!" Tong Liya looked somewhat displeased. She didn't know why, but Qin Tian's attention was always on Yang Mi.

Lu Zhi waited here every day, not in the hope that they would return, but in the hope that they would never come back at all.

Tears that hadn't fallen when he was being beaten suddenly rolled out, plopping onto the bedsheet and slowly spreading. Qin Lang stared blankly for a moment before slowly withdrawing his arm.

It was only a preliminary plan. Going through all the procedures would take Wang Nuo at least a few days, and he didn't intend to give everyone a taste of the rewards just yet.

"You came here just to tell me why, didn't you? Go ahead." Ye Li was already calm. She felt she had heard too many bad pieces of news in her life to care about one or two more.

Her gaze became alluring, and she looked at Han Xin with a smile. Han Xin’s expression stiffened.

If the market accepts this position, it means a new round of buying, position distribution, or cutting losses and waiting for future market trends.

But at least for now, one did not need profound energy cultivation on the Path of the Gods. Ye Cangtian was fairly satisfied with this, though a second thought made his brow furrow deeply.

A charity that gives without asking for returns is nearly invincible when it decides to spend money; if it isn't invincible, it’s only because it hasn't spent enough yet.

Because she had to attend a fashion week in France, Lan Yilin took care of the shop's affairs before booking her flight.

Based on my experience, I know that being targeted by something like this is a bad omen. If no measures are taken, one will either be strangled or swell up until they burst.

Griselda was stunned. Yaya and the others had actually talked about this during their leisure time, specifically after the first day Sun Wufan met Magnus and the Academy Head. She had asked if he had really beaten the Golden Rose to a pulp.

When Long Xiaofeng walked in front of Leng Manyan, she suddenly raised her hand. But looking at Long Xiaofeng’s handsome face, she found herself unable to bring herself to slap him.

Xian Guyong did not hold back; of course, her power was such that even if one knew of it, they could not break it, so she wasn't afraid of it being known.

After all, a taxi driver is just a driver; they lack the function of a bodyguard, and their sense of crisis is far less acute.

The red silk arrived in an instant. Zhang Chuang shifted his shoulder and stepped back half a step, and the two red threads missed their mark. Ye Fei lunged forward to where the silk landed, bent down, and picked it up from the yellow earth with his fingers.

One of the soldiers, enduring the pain in his mouth, said, "We are border police officers working with the Pingxiang Narcotics Squad to capture drug traffickers. The others have all sacrificed their lives; only the three of us remain..." As he spoke, the police officer couldn't help but shed tears.

Lin Jing rushed over again and threw a stone at Roger, but this time Roger swung his two spikes and deflected it, then roared at Lin Jing, shifting his target of attack.

After Leng Youjun pinched the philtrum of Long Xiaoshui for a while, he finally woke up from his faint.

"It is a happy and congratulatory thing that such talent emerges in the martial arts world. Well done, well done." The old monk smiled, turning the prayer beads on his wrist and reciting the Diamond Sutra.

The two men's martial arts seemed quite unique; they fought to a standstill. More and more onlookers gathered. Even though it was a chaotic era where many died, there were still plenty of spectators.

Everyone hurried to take action upon hearing this. Shui Moqing looked at someone leaning on a weapon to stand, others who could only stand by supporting each other, and some even crawling over, and felt a splitting headache.

"You don't need to apologize to me; the person you should apologize to is him. Also, rules are rules, and we will abide by them!" I snorted coldly.

Da Miao didn't know what was going on, but hearing this, it was clear someone was hurt. It went straight to Wang Feng's side, looked down, and saw it was a girl, which immediately made it unhappy.