Chapter 133: Have you ever considered marrying Zhou Jingyi?

Evening.

Before stepping through the gates of the Zhou residence, Wen Ni took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay ahead. Only then did she enter. Clutching the parcel in her hand, she knocked on the door of Zhou Chengli’s study. Zhou Chengli had just finished a video conference. Seeing Wen Ni, he smiled and beckoned. "Come here."

Wen Ni walked over. Zhou Chengli asked, "How is your grandmother?"

Wen Ni lowered her eyes.

Finally having found an opponent of comparable skill, Zhao Tiezhu sprang forth, wielding the Immortal-Trapping Sword and engaging the great monk with his newly mastered swordsmanship.

It was past seven o'clock after dinner. Shen Duo remarked that it was getting late and asked Liu Xin to stay the night. She looked at me and nodded in agreement.

"Fine, this field will be cleared in two days, just tell him to come!" Zheng Qiniang retorted impatiently.

The third personality was looking for an opportunity to drag Gu Yan into the world of consciousness he had created.

The Fourteenth Prince glanced at the guards kneeling on the ground, trembling, then turned his gaze to Jiang Ranlian. "What happened?"

Hua Ye walked straight to Qu Nan’s desk, sat halfway up onto it, leaned in, and reached out to hook Qu Nan’s chin.

Watching the two children suffer defeat once again, Lu Changyao felt a sense of speechlessness, especially when she saw Feiyu wipe away a tear that had been forced out from the corner of her eye; this feeling of helplessness weighed even heavier on her.

The more Lin Xuan refused, the more desperate Guo Lanyue became. She planned to report Lin Xuan’s affairs to the senior management and the Tower Master the moment she returned to Lanyue Tower.

When Gu Yan fell while holding Xie Luan, she had landed underneath. Even though Xie Luan was thin, she was still an adult, and her full weight had crashed down upon her.

Within this circular plot of earth, roughly ten meters in diameter, Lin Chu saw a ground stained with blood and corpses.

At this moment, the Azure Dragon flew out from the pagoda, the Vermilion Bird soared through the sky, and the Black Tortoise expanded the seas. Then, the blood energy of Tiger Peak transformed into the White Tiger, its spirit soaring to the heavens. In that instant, the Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise all stood in guard around this White Tiger.

The Zhang family was already aware that Zhang Xinyu had run off to Yuzhou. Now that this Yuzhou grandmaster had appeared with her, it could be considered a fortuitous coincidence.

Hundreds of people were captured this time; it was likely the first time in the history of the Heaven-Opening that so many ordinary people had been seized at once.

Because she, Bai Shixuan, never wore heavy makeup, preferring only a light touch, it took little time for her to tidy up the smudged makeup she had been crying over when she reached her vanity. She turned and returned to Bing Mo’s side, looking at him with a faint smile.

In all the time he had known Bai Shixuan, this was the first time Bing Mo felt she was so charming, so captivating to his heart.

"Look, if we don't say anything, no one will know. The place where you work isn't close to West Street; it takes an extra half-hour to go back and forth, and you still have to wait in line once you get there. Why suffer like that?" Niu Fengzhen looked at Li Yao again, a "kind" smile on her face.

Even a supreme expert at the peak of Dark Energy would suffer severe, incurable injuries if struck by this shikigami in a vital spot.

When Zhao Po saw Sun Dai anxiously questioning Bing Mo, he immediately stepped in to recount the incident in full, explaining how Bing Mo had just brutally beaten Ma Lang and completely crushed him, not forgetting to add his own colorful embellishments as he spoke.

He clenched his fists tightly, wanting to rush to her side, but the guilt in his heart kept his feet rooted to the spot, unable to take a step.

To slaughter others, one must be prepared to be slaughtered in return; this was Su Chen’s method of retaliation.

"Is that so?" a questioning voice rang out from the crowd. Everyone looked toward the speaker—it was Princess Iron Fan, wife of the Bull Demon King.

"You should know that by doing this, you are severing your own path to enlightenment. You cannot possibly succeed," Fuxi said calmly.