Chapter 60

"It is my grandfather who wants to invite him. Do as you please, but sisterly advice: you might not find this shop if you pass this village!" With that, Xuanyuan Ruoxi drove away at high speed toward the Xuanyuan estate.

Yang Xue'er said, "Grandfather, I will never blame you. Xue'er knows you always have the great empire of Han in mind. Others might not know, but how could Xue'er not?" Tears shimmered in her eyes as she spoke.

Qin Meng did not answer. He bent down to examine the elderly man curled up on the ground groaning, reached out to untie his own belt, and used it as a tourniquet, binding the old man's upper thigh to stem the blood flow.

Lin Yu could not help blurting it out. In the past, when he used to help his mother sell steamed buns, he would pitch to anyone he met out of sheer habit, and it had long since become a conditioned reflex.

"Wife, let me tell you something. I've found a great place to eat today, hurry up and come over!" Li Hu sat in the car and dialed Pei Yunshang directly.

The Leng family were titans in the real estate industry, boasting assets worth hundreds of billions, and were prominent figures on the national Forbes wealth list. For this young man to utter such boastful nonsense was truly beyond clueless.

Everyone stared with wide-eyed astonishment. This... the disciples of the Chaotic Demon Palace had actually been beaten into a panicked flight?

The Hurricane Ship was a heavy vessel controlled by the Mountains and Seas Kingdom. Even the other six kingdoms lacked the core technology to build them, holding at most the right to use a thousand of them.

Hearing the sound, the black panther hurriedly slowed its pace. Judging by the noise, the archer should not be too far away.

"Yushan, are you alright?" Shen Zhiqin had just stepped out of the police station when she saw Mo Xi push Shen Yushan to the ground. She hurriedly helped Shen Yushan up, her face filled with concern.

Yet she was so unwilling. What on earth did they hold over her as leverage, and why was she still reluctant to speak of it?

Di Jun's arrival at Longevity Mountain was remarkably low-key, devoid of any grand fanfare or entourage.

Wang Xianfu tossed and turning all night, nearly choking to death on his own anxiety, before finally deciding to rush over overnight to suck up to the emperor and deepen their bond, all so the emperor might spare him when the scandal inevitably came to light.

Their imposing aura was like a newly unsheathed sword; even these veteran sect masters could not help but burst into praise upon meeting these two youths.

It was a strip of pristine white silk, as pure as the sword in her hand. Because of its whiteness, Hong Wei felt uneasy within. That stark contrast between the white, her red lips, and her crimson robes was simply too dazzling! Such a coincidence could not possibly exist in this world—could it be that she, too, was afraid of seeing red?

One must know that her master was a Quasi-Emperor Supreme, and across the entire Shaking Light Heavenly Realm, very few were qualified to address one another as fellow Daoists.

Sun Sha screamed internally over and over again. Chu Xishi would not dare to commit murder right in front of the Meridian Gate; doing so would be an act of contempt for imperial authority and a grave, unpardonable crime. Yet Chu Xishi's gaze was cold and sharp, looking at him as though he were already a corpse. Thus, Sun Sha lost his nerve. He dared not gamble and could only retreat step by step before Chu Xishi's advancing pace.

Everyone surrounding Zhu Zhu drew in a sharp breath simultaneously, wondering if their big brother was finally having a stroke of romantic luck.

Compared to him, Xu Xinxian's martial arts training conditions were vastly inferior by miles. Yet Xu Xinxian had managed to open up more than thirty acupoints in such a short span of time, which sufficiently demonstrated his extraordinary talent.

In a split second, only Qu Wanting, Xiao Yi, Great Master Dajue, and the young monk who had just delivered the message remained in the space.

Changsheng watched his seemingly innocent and clueless expression, recalling how the two of them had vied to rush ahead on the road back from the capital to Jinyang, and desperately fought back a laugh.

That bloodstain transformed into streams of blood arrows shooting out in all directions, landing upon the brilliantly crimson mountainous earth and dissolving into wisps of faint blue smoke. Until that very moment, an eerie sound of tearing wind abruptly rang out, piercing into Xiao Yi's ears. Xiao Yi's thoughts couldn't help but stall in bewilderment—where had this whistling sound come from?

"Why?" Zheng Xu had been wondering whether she was deliberately using medical treatment to get close to him, but upon hearing her third condition, he froze.

What Wei Rui described was too bizarre; Xiao Wei almost forgot how to breathe. He stared fixedly at Wei Rui before him, and at that very moment, Wei Rui also raised his head, the gazes of monarch and subject meeting precisely in mid-air.

Bai Yun'er cast a cold, sidelong glance at him without a word, showing no intention of fleeing either. It seemed that the cooldown period for the technique she had used earlier had not yet ended, and she had little confidence in escaping head-on, given how bizarrely unfathomable Su Han's strength truly was.

He had never expected that having just reached the Eastern Capital at the end of the month, Guo Rong would actually return to the Eastern Capital at the beginning of the month, right on the dot. This caused him, usually so brimming with self-confidence, to doubt himself for the very first time.

He intended to establish a large planting base in Qingshan Village. If he had to rely on manual labor for every trip in and out, it would simply be too miserable. Building a large bridge would make things much more convenient, and by then, he could buy a truck to travel in and out smoothly.

Listening to the tone, it seemed they intended to fight a decisive battle to the death against the white-clothed, silver-speared opponent. The people on this side were not far away; even Feng Lanfang felt a trace of apprehension. Along the way, her heart churning with shock, she felt immensely relieved upon seeing that her junior sister Zhu Ziyuan was unharmed, and she listened intently.

"So they made a move against me?" Muna was not a fool. Many things she left unsaid did not mean she was unaware; she merely chose to remain silent.

Mo Xun averted his gaze. The shock Rong Qian's appearance brought him suddenly gave rise to a bizarre notion: such exquisite perfection should not exist in this mortal world, and she ought to plunge together with him into that endless, bottomless darkness.

With a muffled splash, Lu Yu plummeted into a deep pool of water. At that moment, everything around him was pitch black, though his supernatural vision allowed him to navigate the pitch-dark environment entirely unhindered.

Unfortunately, encountering someone walking on stilts along the way, the young man stubbornly insisted on stopping to watch the stilt walkers, and after the performance, he even bought a revolving lantern.

Lu Yu sensed someone at the stairwell entrance, yet could see no one, which inevitably gave him a start and prompted him to take emergency precautions immediately.

After finishing dinner, Huo Yixin retrieved a dried handkerchief from his room and brought it to his nose to inhale. There was still a lingering trace of bodily fragrance—simply marvelous!