Chapter 23

A single doting remark caused Tian Liu'er to lower her head in submissive obedience, and it also sent a shock through Tian Tian's heart. So that was it... there was a reason Tian Liu'er followed him so desperately.

"I am here to see Qingyuan," Jiujiu said, the smile fading from her face as she adopted a solemn expression.

Zhong Shan was startled at first, but upon recognizing the raspy voice of the second-eldest, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. He instinctively looked around and found a speaker-like device by the door; it turned out they had been watching him through the villa's security cameras.

"Beibei!" Bai Ziming felt as if a heavy hammer had struck his heart. A soul-tearing pain surged through his entire body, and his throat felt constricted and bitter, forcing out only a hoarse, primal roar that echoed through the heavens.

"I have heard that the Marquis is planning a marriage with the Earl of Funing's household?" Empress Dowager Qi was aged, but her network of intelligence remained keen.

Fan Tuan's expression shifted instantly. He lunged forward to pull Bai Ziming back, but like Yao Beibei, he was repelled by a flash of icy light. It took the combined strength of Chang Zi and Xi Keshi to help him steady his footing after stumbling back several paces.

Imperial Physician Li checked Feng Yao's pulse. After a long while, he stood up and looked at Yu Liu with a grave expression. A chill ran through the hearts of those present, and they all tensed in dread.

Yao Beibei, having suffered the same fate, nodded with deep empathy and casually wiped her face with a red silk ribbon she pulled from her bosom.

This was a nation where five great noble families took turns in power. These five families represented five factions, somewhat reminiscent of the political parties in the American empire. They rotated in office, and the number of votes determined which family would hold power for the next term.

Unless that old fox Qi Hao used medicinal pills to force Long Tian to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, Bai Ziming was guaranteed to win! Therefore, Hua Qianqiu was not worried about the public duel; instead, he was eager to see his precious disciple extinguish the arrogance of Qi Hao.

They had just heard the words "Divine Bone," but they were bewildered, unable to react immediately.

The barbarian lands were so vast that finding her would likely take a great deal of effort, and he would have to dispatch a massive army to besiege her—where would he find so many men?

A-San was right. Currently, his father and Isaac were missing, and among the Abyssal Dragons, only he could contend with that Bone Dragon. For now, it was best to kill as many zombies as possible to minimize the clan's losses.

Hearing Luo Rongxuan fawning over Gu Yan, the others rolled their eyes in disdain, though they couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy toward him.

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The four of them walked toward a row of houses ahead. It was clear that these were quarters for the guard unit tasked with watching the entrance. The rooms were illuminated by fluorescent stones, and smoke curled from one chimney—someone was cooking.

"Rather than standing by the abyss and envying the fish, it is better to return home and weave a net. What does my lord think?" Liu Bowen said once more.

At first, he thought his eyes were deceiving him. It took nearly ten minutes of staring into the mirror before he was certain that the wounds on his face and body had completely vanished.

The three arrived at the shop entrance. Li Juanzi saw a large circular tray holding a white rice-flour cake, layered so finely that one could count exactly nine tiers.

These fellows, lacking any sense of class consciousness, would never lay down their lives for the Julius family, let alone serve as a foundation for them to conquer the world.

A sound of shattering bone echoed out. It was the skeleton of a figure at the Imperial Sovereign level. Now, spiderweb-like cracks spread across the surface of its bones, extending throughout its entire body.

Song Ni looked into his eyes and saw a raging fire burning within. She loosened her grip and bit her lip, her face burning as if scorched by flames.

Several key municipal officials looked at Ye Feng closely, as if trying to memorize the appearance of this young talent who had earned the favor of the Chairman at such a tender age.

"Yes! But I cannot tell you." Once the God of Victory said he could not reveal something, it was truly impossible to reveal—even if he were to die, he could not speak of it.

Presumably, Yun Yi had finally failed to catch the Lianyu Sword and had no choice but to let go, falling to the ground.

All the Ancient Gods felt a heavy weight. They gazed at the pulsating demonic fetus; it was as if a demonic shadow stood tall in the depths of chaos, looking down upon them with contempt and disdain.

The streets of Bazhong were truly clean. It seemed the urban development was quite good; at least the sanitation work was highly effective, far better than some so-called major cities.

Luo Xiu let out a low shout and unfurled his treasure umbrella, covering a hundred-foot radius and scattering large swaths of multicolored flames.

Ye Mo had tested his own strength. He could lift a concrete mixer truck entering the estate with one hand, and with two hands, he could hoist it over his head—all without the slightest effort.

"Master Mage Danmu, I have no room for hesitation now. If I do not try, I am merely waiting to be slowly turned to stone. You are the only one who can help me; start quickly! There is no time left, and others who have been petrified are waiting for you to save them!" Long Quan said.

Gu Yi suddenly laughed. He turned and got straight into the car. Before driving off, he glanced at the director, then slammed on the accelerator and sped away.

Sure enough, as he moved, the four Heaven-level disciples of the Beiyao Palace followed him. From a distance, they looked just like Gu Fan's bodyguards.

Zhang Jiaming restrained their potential aggression and shrugged at Lin Qi.

That was truly ruthless. Lin Hao winced, the pain in his palm making him gasp.

Through the clouds and mist, Zhang Fan saw the buildings in the mountains below. Upon seeing these familiar structures, he couldn't help but think of the Moon-Watching Palace on Earth, his aunt Leng Xing, Yiyao, and Jiang Tao.

Qi Ai had reached the door, but hearing Niu Er's words, she turned back and looked at him, blurting out a sentence without thinking.

Tong Guaiguai opened the car door, let the two dogs out, and then stepped out herself. Seeing everything before her, she understood. The uncle wanted to go shopping, and she was there to carry the bags. However, Tong Guaiguai realized she had guessed wrong.

"Supreme One, I am sorry for the trouble caused during the time I was unconscious," Zhang Fan said apologetically.

Dong Chao knew Xue Ba's character; unless he had lost money gambling, he was very generous. Besides, this silver was a gift from Wu Song, so he didn't stand on ceremony and tucked it into his robes.

Jia Zhengjin was slightly taken aback, wondering why he had been recognized when he wasn't even wearing his mercenary group badge.

It was just a pity that those knights and priests of the Illuminati, who considered themselves champions of justice, relied on the Holy Light—which could repel dark magic—to oppose the Dark Warlock Alliance at every turn.