Chapter 18

“Old Master Su, do you refuse to follow my advice?” Lu Feng looked at Su Tiande, his gaze inevitably intimidating.

Yet this slight hesitation had no effect on Jiang Han. With a flash of lightning, the layer of ice on the golden shield shattered into countless fragments and dissipated.

The master bedroom was open from north to south, with a large balcony built in line with the rear garden. Lu Yanzhou’s neighbor, Shen Nanxi, had a decent view, but it couldn’t compare to Shen Nanxi’s side.

Jiang Han’s expression changed abruptly, and he hurriedly retreated. However, before his momentum could fully build, Lei Qingchuan waved his hand to stop him.

Xia Shimi still seemed concerned about someone’s “memory impairment” and continued explaining patiently.

Su Tiande finally understood that Lu Feng was a kind-hearted man who couldn’t bear to see Su Qingcheng suffer.

Although he narrowly avoided Old Bear’s fist, the gust of wind stirred up by it had already made his body sway.

Su Tiande always cared more about Su Qingcheng; this was an inevitable outcome. Asking his opinion was merely a formality.

In this time of scarce resources, Ran Fei’s generosity in giving the servants expensive ham was truly exciting for them.

That whispered murmur seemed to break the petrification spell. Liu Xinghao felt a warm current instantly fill his ears and spread through his entire body, making him feel incredibly comfortable. He bowed his head slightly and gently kissed Jia Feifei’s cheek.

“Good!” Watching his back, I smiled with relief. I had been watching for the shadow in his heart, and it was gone. The Hell Phantom could easily handle an early-stage Nine Heavens Demon; didn’t Brother Mo Li also recover?

Within this azure glow seemed to lie immense power. The cultivator uttered a chant briefly, then sneered coldly.

The one who made the fire was none other than Yu Yaohai, who had survived a near-death fall with Liu Xinghao. Now detained by Zha Bo, he was tasked with lighting fires, cooking, cleaning, and washing dishes daily. To prevent escape, shackles were fastened to his feet, a treatment even harsher than his time in the Seventh Prison.

Seeing the situation under his control, Aolidu no longer concealed his sinister expression. He sneered, turned his back with hands behind, and strode toward the bloodied Bull.

The banquet was in full swing when the roar of engines gradually approached from afar. Liu Xinghao looked up to see three motorcycles riding side by side.

“Hey, old man, do you think this place is for you to sit wherever you like? Get lost! Don’t block the view!” a harsh male voice called from behind, filled with disdain.

The colorful disc suddenly appeared above Hunmie’s head. Hunmie snorted disdainfully, “Overestimating yourself,” waved his hand, and a demonic blade formed from primal energy slashed at the disc, shattering it instantly.

But at this moment, four elderly monks in yellow robes had mysteriously appeared, standing or sitting in the hut.

The soldier struggled in pain while the “King of Nine Nether” Shangguan Youming held him tightly, desperately sucking his blood.

“No, but I know our city will be warm in winter and cool in summer. As long as someone understands, we’ll just follow along,” Old Feng took the lead to speak.

The newspaper staff arrived within twenty minutes after receiving the call, before nightfall.

“Xiu’er, Yuan’er, is this Wan Yi?” Jiang Huilan was anxious after receiving a call from Yi Xingyuan, quickly instructing Yi Xingman to drive straight to the hotel.

Compared to Bian City, Yun City, and Yang City, the market here was much busier and offered a wider variety of goods.

A pure white sword light suddenly flashed in the arena, transforming into a white shadow that swung down upon the witch with the might of splitting Mount Hua.

If one looked closely, the entire Lingxi Sect seemed transformed into a verdant landscape. The bustling cattle shed was now sparsely populated by a few bewildered spirit oxen, likely neglected by their owners for a long time.

Among the wholesale merchants who chased away beggars, Wang Fuqiang’s approach earned Yang Wanxiao’s respect.

Though they were only level-four Xumu beasts, once killed and reassembled, they could form dozens or even hundreds of bodies.

The sect leader of the Infinite Sword Sect, Gao Feng, was said to be a supreme expert at the ninth level of the semi-saint realm. His disciple behind him was Zhang Wuji, ranked number one on the prodigy list.

Indeed, after You Fei’s order was given, the artillery battalion’s American soldiers immediately refused, loudly protesting the injustice and discrimination.

“The Divine Fire Squad is still the Divine Fire Squad. Although they haven’t taken many heads, all three of their routes are now gaining the upper hand,” the male commentator observed the battle.

His sorrowful eyes looked at his younger brother’s misty gaze. The handsome face gradually clouded with grief.

Especially Rome, which was a religious sanctuary in ancient times. Though much had decayed, its past glory remained intact.

The roaring bombardment jolted Nalan Sibalu awake. Leaping up, he grabbed his heavy blade and rushed out of the barracks.

Originally, Lu Xu’s body had reached the limit of absorbing spiritual energy, his flesh saturated.

“By the way, didn’t Yue Baifeng say earlier that we couldn’t explore there? How come this time he knows so clearly?” Du Xiaoyu asked.

While Liu Tao was anxious, the bamboo house door slowly opened, and a graceful figure stepped out.

If the boss wasn’t already recovering from Feng Liu’s control and regaining movement, he would have arranged a team to surround the boss. He wouldn’t miss such a great chance to humiliate the top player.

I paid no mind, telling everyone to move aside. Swinging the Qinggang Sword, I began cutting into the stone wall. Chen Yifei also grabbed a combat engineer’s shovel to help. After all, we had faced death together, and he had witnessed Qin Yao’s abilities, so he trusted him deeply.

“My son is finally awake! Awake is good! Awake is good!” Hua Qichen was unusually emotional, tears welling in his refined face.

The Hummer had powerful horsepower. Xie Lin spared no effort, speeding over 200 kilometers per hour, leaving a black streak along the mountain road.