Volume 1, Chapter 64: Shi Qingqian Shows Off Her Skills

Shi Qingqian sprang to her feet and rushed toward Qin Mojue, though deep down she knew that if Qin Mojue could not dodge those hidden projectiles by himself, she would never be able to shield him.

At that very moment, Qin Mojue’s gaze turned as sharp as a falcon's, his hair fluttering upward without any wind.

Our son was murdered even before I could step outside. What is the use of a lifetime spent in battle when, in the end, I could not even protect my own wife and child? How can I call myself a hero? I am nothing more than a useless good-for-nothing.

Chen Feng finally stepped into the shop. Seeing him arrive, Huang Jing wiped the sweat from her brow, a wave of relief washing over her eyes. She had been at a loss as to how to handle the situation, but now, thank goodness, the boss was back.

Ten silver-armored corpse fiends were equivalent to ten Nascent Soul experts. With such a force at his disposal, as long as he did not go courting death in places like Mount Kun, establishing a major sect would be a walk in the park.

"So that's how it is. Let's put that aside for now. You've been observing for so long, are any of these mechanisms and devices repairable?" Anna dropped the previous topic, choosing instead to ask about something that concerned her directly.

And thus, the Joyful Union Palace quite inexplicably yet logically acquired a new Elder of the Golden Core stage.

The glowing swords that were originally meant to slay the enemy suddenly rebounded and stabbed into his own body due to a malfunction within him.

Just when and how had he become entangled with her in ways unknown to her—such conjectures filled her with unease.

In any other hospital, medical disputes might well arise, but at the Affiliated Hospital of the University of Science and Technology, such a thing was practically impossible.

Yet in the eyes of the vast majority of male cultivators, it was an entirely different scene: Muyun Shu possessed peerless beauty and was born with the "Pure Yin Physique"—which man would not feel his heart flutter? Furthermore, that Lu Qingmi excelled in both beauty and cultivation; surely, he was the one who had reaped the greatest reward.

Riding in on a gust of yellow wind to the villagers' doorsteps, the creature's first act was to devour the two large live hens tied outside the door, not even leaving a single feather behind. Having finished the chicken, it snatched up the green incense and yellow paper offerings left by the door and dashed straight into the house, causing a tremendous clatter within.

Such methods were evidently useless, however, for Shangguan Lan still kept herself tightly wrapped up.

Having said this, I chuckled softly to myself. Knowing Li Matt's temper, she would undoubtedly fly off the handle at me, and as for exchanging cup-pouring wedding wine, that was completely out of the question.

Qingchen wore a cold expression! Without asking, he already knew that it was Ye Li who had gone before the Emperor to ingratiate herself.

Before long, the boss brought over several piping-hot oil cakes with a smile and said, "How many would you like? Are these enough? There are more if you need them, and would you care for any other dishes?" The boss asked cheerfully.

"Wushuang, get ready! You and this deity will take Sister to the Prison of the Abyss in the Dark Gate together!" Once the thought took root, Ye Luo quickly issued her command.

Despite saying those words, Shangguan Lan still silently reached out and grasped Ye Luo's hand, as if genuinely worried that someone might snatch Ye Luo away.

Yuguo nodded, and then, as if making a sudden discovery, looked at me and asked, "Did you and Duan Jiaojiao have a falling out? Did something happen?"

"Rest assured, Baozi, this might not necessarily be a bad thing for me," Miao Jueyang said with absolute confidence.

Taking the dagger from her, I immediately turned my gaze forward, pretending to be completely oblivious to whatever she was blabbering about. Damn it, who the hell do you think you are, daring to threaten me?

She had taken only two steps out the door when she caught sight of a familiar figure: a long braid hanging all the way down to the back of her thighs.

"Where is this data attack coming from?" Ling Zhoutian's hands suddenly flew across the keys, instantly coding dozens of complex attack instruction lines.

The barbarian spoke in a low voice, frowning as he did so. That name was not particularly pleasant to pronounce, especially with the word "Master" tacked onto the end.