Visiting the Black Market

Xinyu wore a look of utter bewilderment, thinking to himself that the person was merely hunchbacked, so what could possibly be suspicious about him? However, he was never a man of many words, and his sole purpose was to bring Tiansheng to the Myriad Buddha Temple. Therefore, he said nothing more and simply followed quietly behind Tiansheng.

Chen Langye shook his head and sighed, the domineering and chilling look in his eyes causing 'Third Uncle' to cast a cold glance as well.

Although a few clues regarding the feud between Jin Shangzhi and the Golden Crow tribe could be gleaned from his words, Tiansheng had no desire to delve any deeper into the matter. Thus, when he saw Jin Xuan charge toward Jin Shangzhi, he did not even twitch a muscle.

"So what? Just because he saved you, are you going to throw yourself at him out of gratitude? Marrying someone as a token of gratitude hasn't been in fashion for ages," Wei Shuzhen persisted stubbornly, puffing out her cheeks with a defiant expression.

Chen Langye did not hesitate in the slightest either. He didn't even glance at Wei Yu, Leng Huanhuan, or Ming Mei. Instead, early in the morning, he bought some soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks, and headed to Dou Jingyan's residence. It was the same dilapidated place as before, yet it had been meticulously tidied and kept in perfect order.

Jing Tan, dressed entirely in white, sat before the vanity mirror. Gazing at the exquisitely beautiful face reflected within, she slowly raised a trembling hand, looking with a grievance-laden expression as her fingertips pressed into her flawless, delicate skin.

Tiansheng was just about to ask what on earth had happened in the outside world over the past five years—why the Qi Demon Stronghold was gone, and why the Demon Emperor was dragging along a captured Qi Demon—when...

Looking at such a description, Tang Youyou and I felt our hearts leap with excitement. Anyone who loved scouring around for treasures must surely carry countless valuables on them. Seeing him covered in wounds, we could hardly wait to shoot him an arrow, blast out everything he possessed, and claim all the collections of this old man as our own.

"Hand her over to me, and I'll let you go." Every time, Canghe drew forth twice as much blood as before to attack Chu Yunlian. Encumbered with carrying Yi Xiaoyue, she was already covered in wounds, her snow-white robes stained with shocking, terrifying trails of blood. Yet, unable to defeat Canghe, she could only dodge, knowing there would eventually come a time when there was nowhere left to hide. What could she do?

I secretly glanced at him. The corners of his lips were turned upward, and he looked thoroughly happy—an expression identical to little Fei after eating a piece of cake.

Xia Lei seized the opportunity to head to the middle school cafeteria, determined by hook or by crook to catch Tang Jianyu for a meal alone. Tang Jianyu pushed a tray in his hand toward his cousin and sat down across from her. Looking at the braised pork with potatoes on the plate, Xia Lei rubbed her hands together and said, "This is still the same dish from our school days!" Tang Jianyu smiled faintly, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

Before Sun Ren could reply, Gen's gaze swept anxiously back and forth across the room, his brows deeply furrowed and his expression unusually frantic.

"Xia Jie, eat a bit more, don't stand on ceremony at all. Third Uncle is not an outsider." Seeing that Xia Jie was eating very little, Wu Juan picked up a rice dumpling and placed it in her bowl.

Thinking of this, he cast aside all remaining hesitation. With a slight rotation of his palm, he launched a fierce and piercing attack toward Dongfang Ling as well.

Because of excessive fear, her pupils dilated, her face flushed with blood, and her heart almost stopped beating at that very moment.

Seeing that the time was about right—and figuring that Brother Wei probably felt too embarrassed to keep cross-examining him—he walked over, shook hands with Brother Wei, and said, "Well, if there's nothing else, I'll be heading off. I'll go tell my relatives that I've found a job so they can share the joy too, haha~" Brother Wei stood on no ceremony, mentioning that he still had a few phone calls to make, and asked Huzi to see Tang Feng out.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go treat him right away," Dr. Hao replied with beads of cold sweat trickling down, as his collar was being grabbed.

Yinfeng guessed correctly; the place adorned with the large cauldron decoration was indeed the residence of the Nine Venerables. Located on the edge of the sinkhole, it was known as the Pill Tower.

Leng Jianfeng's solitary, proud figure appeared slender and eerie amidst the firelight. With a cigarette clamped between his lips, he calmly watched the fierce battle unfolding before him.

Moli walked softly over to Qiyuan. He knew very well that people generally hated being disturbed while deep in thought, especially when designing crucial mechanisms. The same principle applied here; as long as he could quietly observe from the side, Moli would feel completely fulfilled.

Walking down the main street, he still moved like a walking corpse. The mood he was in at that moment was something only he himself could truly comprehend.

"This person must not be left alive!" The beast-clan semi-sage made a decisive judgment. With a seemingly effortless slap of his palm, a terrifying force of world-destroying magnitude surged forth, violently striking toward Yuan Chen and the others.

For ordinary Heavenly Lords, being able to master and proficiently wield a single monarch-level sword intent was already considered quite remarkable.

Shortly after, Ye Lan suddenly noticed a pale hand appearing over her own shoulder in the mirror. Then, a ghastly white vengeful spirit materialized directly behind the reflection of Ye Lan in the glass. At that exact moment, Ye Lan felt as though such a terrifying, pale entity truly stood right behind her in reality.

Those were a few brightly colored stones. Li Mupeng was now somewhat of a figure in the jewelry industry; even if he was a completely hands-off boss, he had still completed the necessary studies. At a single glance, he recognized that these stones were all priceless natural gemstones.

Fighting even a single Martial King-ranked combatant was already quite difficult, let alone facing these three peak Martial King-ranked snow scorpions.

"There's no need. You and Qiqi can go to school after you finish eating! I'll go catch up on some sleep first, and whenever I wake up, I'll just grab a bite outside," Situ Xuan replied softly.

However, the knocking at the door stopped in an instant. Immediately afterward, a pair of hands came down heavily onto the shoulders of Ye Lan and Irene.

Liu Changfeng felt that he had said just about enough. Some things could not be put too plainly or clearly at this moment. A good drum needs no heavy beating; Long Gongming was no fool. Pressing him to make an immediate decision to abandon his hatred, join hands with Li Zhonghua, and enter their faction was indeed rather unrealistic.

With that, the healer shone a light directly into Luo Yi's eyes, and then considerately untied and removed the blindfold.

Scorbunny seemed to realize it had been a bit too excited just now, and awkwardly fidgeted, too shy to approach Metang.

"Auntie, I'm looking for Comrade Qiao Youyou. Is this her home?" Wang Wei asked with a somewhat shy expression.