Chapter 66

Standing at the doorway, Xiao Yanhong felt a surge of rage so intense that she wished she could step forward and place a million miles between them.

Ding Xiaoying felt that today had been completely absurd. Being dragged here to visit Ji Yuerong's mother was one thing, but to be treated with such cold and biting words felt like the utmost humiliation. She was boiling with anger, realizing she had simply been pressing her warm face against someone else's cold backside, courting her own disgrace.

Kibutsuji Kaguya glanced up, and the barrier with the torn hole closed once again amidst a writhing mass of flesh and blood.

Xuanbao was doing this purely to put on a show for Alsang. In truth, Xuanbao also understood that such a strike from the second brother might prevent many future evils from occurring.

A place like this could not simply be bought with money; it was a paradise for the rich, and he wanted to visit it, even harboring thoughts of moving in.

Wherever Mei Yingxue passed, she left a trail of pristine white, and a freezing chill continuously accumulated beneath her umbrella. The giant hand formed from blood Qi instantly frosted over with a layer of white and was frozen directly in its tracks.

As Ximen Lang was thinking this, true to his expectation, the very next second, a crisp sound echoed immediately from within the Angelic Temple.

Xiao Yanhong admired this man even more from the bottom of her heart. He had actually managed to win over the entire village with his technical prowess first—this was something she desperately needed to learn.

The pitch-black Ghost-Slaying Blade looked entirely unremarkable, yet the unsheathed precious sword remained completely unharmed in the face of heavenly punishment. Not only that, but it drifted effortlessly before the Holy Lord.

Before the two rippers at the operating table could even react, a dazzling crimson light had already enveloped them. The two rippers did not even have time to utter a single groan before all the blood in their bodies was drained completely dry. Their skin caved inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving them looking like desiccated mummies.

Yet facing the haughty Hestia, Loki found herself momentarily at a loss for good solutions. With no other choice, she could only turn her gaze toward Li Yalin.

"If Wendy were willing, I would undoubtedly get a marriage certificate with her immediately. But Wendy is not willing," he said. He could throw himself into things recklessly, but Wendy could not.

Could it be because we had been too busy lately and lacked intimacy, which was why I felt so nervous just now when he kissed my brow?

No matter how poor their impressions of each other were, with the Changsheng Sect in existence, these two were bound to meet and bound to join forces.

However, the Horned Goblin Chieftain clearly possessed intelligence. It would not let me easily approach its head with the spiked club as I had last time. Instead, it gripped the club with both hands and began to swing it violently, causing the weapon to sway.

Even as the pampered daughter of a great scientist like Bulma, she could not help but be momentarily intoxicated by the fragrance, unable to extricate herself.

Given their status, position, and ability, being dispatched to assassinate someone had already become a matter that compromised their dignity and felt utterly demeaning.

After all, the early plot of Dragon Ball was primarily comedic, so a development like this was naturally delightful and well-received.

Dai Jin probed tentatively, "Does Your Highness intend to have the Second Division hold its ground?" The tone of his voice made it clear that Dai Jin did not quite agree with such a course of action, and felt somewhat dissatisfied with Sun Zhaolin, the Prefect of Zhaoyang who had proposed it.

Having successively plundered the royal palaces of Liusha and Chiyun, in terms of sheer wealth, Qianyuan could already rank second across the entire Eastern Continent.

Amidst Lin Fei's expectant gaze, the primordial World Tree nodded in consent. Upon hearing the World Tree's confirmation, Lin Fei was overjoyed and nearly burst out cheering.

As for myself, I was propped up behind a horse's rump. Right in front of me was the knight's backside—clad in armor, of course.

Seeing Mel start working, Su Xin finally felt at ease. She left Danny's office as well to attend to her own affairs.

From the blade of every pitch-black longsword, myriad rays of piercing light surged upward, sweeping across the expanse in a manner that felt utterly inescapable.

For some reason, the moment I boarded this carriage, a sudden chill washed over my entire body, causing me to shiver involuntarily.

However, relying on his formidable willpower and inherently robust physical constitution, Lin Fei gritted his teeth and endured it. He did not let out even the slightest moan of agony, biting down so hard that his gums bled, staining the corners of his lips.

The high-ranking figures of the four major factions could no longer sit still. Not only did they dispatch additional forces to encircle and suppress Divine Sword Mountain, but they also personally set out, rushing toward the mountain.

"Brother, do you think we can trade this with them?" Leye suddenly unclasped her fist, revealing something clutched in her palm, and thrust her hand out in front of Young Master Ye to ask.

With a satisfying curse, I felt a heavy blow strike the back of my head, as though someone had forcefully smashed the butt of a rifle against me. With a dull thud, I lost my balance, and my entire body collapsed straight to the ground like a sack of grain.

Wu Daozi reasoned thus: first, it was obvious that many people desired the ebony token, which in itself demonstrated the token's immense value.

Your newfound older brother is Wen Ruoliu, a renowned scholar whose name will endure through the ages. If you follow him, you are bound to make something of yourself.

What they did not know, however, was that the Summon Divine Eagle skill, which had spawned countless gameplay styles, was also the very executioner that brought this game to an end.

Han Dong blinked. He certainly couldn't directly confess that, in a moment of unhinged inspiration, he had actually consumed the Kunlun Mirror... This was an ultra-ancient treasure that had existed for who knows how long. Aside from its efficacy in subduing ghosts and spirits, it held infinite scientific research value.

Abruptly, Ye Tian lost his footing and crashed heavily to the ground. His entire body was charred pitch-black, venting wisps of dark smoke in a terrifying sight.

Therefore, when she proposed accompanying Xu Wuyou to the Divine Realm, only for Xu Wuyou to consider it and explicitly reject her afterward, she said nothing at all, because she understood what was on Xu Wuyou's mind.

Most of them were martial artists themselves and knew that killing with a mere breath was a feat achievable only by supreme masters.

Just as the burly man opened his mouth, a chilling voice reached his ears, followed instantly by a palm that expanded rapidly within his field of vision.

Moreover, in her "foresight," the straw mats laid out on the ground were actually meant for sleeping, unlike their current dilapidated and filthy state where sleeping was out of the question, reducing them directly to mere cushions and carpets.

The logic was simple: barring desperate circumstances, no normal person would willingly venture into a place quite likely to devour them down to their bones. If one wished to avoid arousing the suspicions of the Demon clan, one had to concoct an excuse for "walking right into the trap." To summarize it in two words: feign illness.