One, two, three, cousins.

Lan Fei blinked her big eyes at me. Before she could speak, I pressed my lips to hers. I made a muffled sound but ultimately said nothing more.

Si Luhen’s eyes remained unblinking as he stared at Liu Nian, whose gaze was locked with his.

At this moment, the Red Demon Stonefish realized that perhaps, just as the shapeshifting Pan Vine Divine Wood had said, it had truly provoked someone it should not have.

His handsome face bore no expression, merely pale and bloodless. Those inhuman eyes were fixed on the Nagini on the floor, motionless, as if the very blood within had solidified.

“May I ask what proportion I need to bear?” Fang Bai found it difficult to report his name for the first time. Perhaps he should have a serious talk with the Shield Bureau’s department that handles superhero battle damages.

“Jin, I know you care about me, but this was a spontaneous decision. Feng Mo couldn’t have prepared in advance. Even if he wanted something from me, he wouldn’t risk so much himself.”

Gritting my teeth, I said, “I don’t know.” I had already been beaten and naturally wouldn’t reveal the rat’s whereabouts. Otherwise, not only would I be beaten, but I would lose my honor. This was something Luo Xu would never do.

“Uncle, don’t worry. Don’t forget, I completed the mountain trial special mission without any spiritual power—that was no lie.”

In fact, many now wished to witness Qin Feng’s prowess in the cultivation world, but since there were many named Qin Fengs, few knew who was who.

“Sorry, everyone. Let’s start the trade now, so no one gets impatient waiting for those blood jades,” Song Jie said, feeling a bit embarrassed as he had been chatting with Hong Tu and had completely ignored the jade merchants waiting.

“You are the left-wing general of the vanguard army attacking the Nine Provinces Isles under the Human Emperor’s command?” Jiang Xue asked solemnly, her expression calm but grave.

At 28, he looked no different from when he was 18, which was how she recognized him.

—

Even Fire War himself was thrown into chaos, unable to maintain the morale of his fellow brothers.

“Roar!! Boom!!” The thick and sturdy arm struck, shattering all of Zhao Yi’s clones. In this narrow cavern, Zhao Yi’s clones could hardly avoid the massive hand.

At this moment, every person who turned back was stunned; unknowingly, more and more eyes gathered on the purple-faced figure.

In his past life, he had struggled and failed to complete the task—how could it be done so swiftly now?

“That’s right...” Zhao Yi calmly extended his hand. A whirlwind carried Zhao Yi, Allen, and the horses beneath them, soaring into the sky and landing steadily on the fleshly concubine.

“In the southwest,” Hong Tu said, then closed his eyes. Xu Xiaoxiao didn’t know how Hong Tu discerned direction with his eyes shut, but she sensed he was serious and asked no more.

Upon landing, Xuanchen’s Heavenly Eye vanished, and the thunderbolts disappeared, returning light to the place.

“Then why not separate the search and the portal completely? Caesar’s to Caesar, Shangdi’s to Shangdi!” Zhou Shi asked in puzzlement.

The bronze mirror emitted a golden light, and a golden portal appeared on the wall behind it.

At that moment, the barrier was torn open, and the Purple Yang Patriarch entered. Qingyang Zhenren, Yunyang Zhenren, and Mingyang Zhenren all saluted.

Xuanchen’s words were aggressive. Niusan San feared him; if they intended to kill him, they wouldn’t come with so few. Xuanchen’s strength was now well known—apart from the Bull Demon King, he was the strongest in Flaming Mountain.

As an abnormal being, the zombie did not fear the divine might released by Tianye and showed no sign of retreat, instead revealing ferocity.

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“Boss, but what if the mission fails?” At this moment, one of Liu Jin Hong’s companions spoke instinctively.

Ye Qingqiao stared in disbelief as the energy sword pierced her right chest, breaking the ribs, then exiting through her back. The intense pain paled beside her shock.

On the towering Red Earth Continent, within the sacred land of Maryjo, the two elders of Xuan and Di remained with closed eyes, their bodies radiating ever brighter light. Ancient and sacred energies flowed from them, while three other elders stood vigil nearby.

Xia Yuting never asked her family for help in this regard. Since they disagreed, she would rely on herself.

“This one is enough.” Although Li Zheng did not hear the light orb’s voice, the red-haired girl did not hide her volume. He tapped his forehead. Though his face was masked, his eyes began to emit a faint purple glow that could not be concealed.

Yang Qi had returned! He would not let his loved ones suffer. What coldness could not be overcome by warm family love?

Speaking so plainly to chill the other person to the bone, the world gently activated the “Forbidden Holy Grail” in hand—the last warrior of the alien star gained strength after drinking fine wine but lost some alertness.

Nearly eighty clones swirled about. Luo Buyao’s confinement talismans struck them like bursting bubbles, vanishing one by one.

Feeling Gu Zheng enter the primordial space, Die Ling immediately opened her eyes, ending her cultivation state.

But the worst was yet to come: if the chickens or pigs died of disease, they would truly be left without tears to shed.