57. The Flood of the Qi River

"What do you mean?" Xu Chengzhi still did not understand Xu Cheng'an's implication. What did she mean by ulterior motives? Could this girl possibly plot against him?

However, thinking about it, that really seemed to be the case. If she was already this excited now, just how excited would she be later on?

Amidst their conversation, Luo Hui and Master Mao climbed over the wire fence. Feeling rather helpless, Captain Chen gritted his teeth and followed them across. Luo Hui handed flashlights to Master Mao and Captain Chen, and the three of them began searching for clues in separate directions.

The floor of the grand hall suddenly split open with a massive fissure, revealing an unfathomable dark abyss beneath, leading to who knows where.

"Fine, let me ask you: didn't your King Shituo proclaim to rule the nation with benevolence and virtue? Then why are you capturing humans here?" Wu Wei went straight to the point.

The pearl that had previously burrowed into Yaoming's glabella was formed from the primal breath condensed in the air of this ocean and the pure water elements within the sea water. This was a blessing bestowed upon Yaoming by this ocean.

Moreover, it was currently the year 1992, and caterpillar fungus had not yet become a booming trend; it was merely an ordinary medicinal herb and completely worthless.

Han Ying agreed immediately, then sat up straight and began to play the tune Liang Yuanhe had taught her earlier. At this moment, Liang Yuanhe stared fixedly at Han Ying's fingertips, watching them dance across the strings.

Perhaps it was because she had not adequately prepared beforehand, but ultimately, it was because she had underestimated Bai Qianhui. She had not expected his martial arts cultivation to be so profound, making even a mere avatar this formidable.

Chizao had not dared to think about this matter previously because she was afraid—afraid that she was too weak and would consequently make a wrong decision.

Shu Wushuang got up early in the morning. Seeing Ai Li fast asleep with no sign of waking up, he helplessly opened the curtains. The sunlight shone directly on his face, causing him to frown uncomfortably.

"Is this the Floating and Sinking Hall? Why is it so simple? I thought..." Yinling saw the three golden characters "Floating and Sinking Hall" inscribed on the ancient tree trunk.

As the words fell, a series of snores echoed from all around. The Snake King turned back to look, only to find that Kuangye had already fallen asleep on the ground.

The telegram in return read: "You share the same name with Charlie Chan, what a coincidence. Fortunately, you have Fu Manchu to keep you company, don't be sad."

Turns out he had prepared for this long ago. Not only had he prepared, but he had also kept every move of Ah Fu's laundry staff under meticulous surveillance.

Her gaze was bright and clear, which Xiao Yingchen did not dislike. After all, they were teammates who had just fought side by side, and a natural familiarity existed between them.

"But I still want to know what is inside the barrier." Yinling was always obsessed with the unicorn. Looking at the completely normal scenery before her where nothing unusual could be seen, her curiosity grew ever stronger.

Under the light, the computer screen flickered with shifting radiance, casting reflections in those phoenix-like eyes, brightening and dimming, making it impossible to discern what thoughts were hidden in the depths of her gaze.

He accompanied Su Luo every day, wondering when Su Luo might prepare something like this for him—paying such formal and thoughtful attention to his own image?

"Perhaps some people are stronger in strength while others are weaker. Besides, everyone has different opportunities, I suppose." Yuwa scratched his head and made a patient guess.

Of course, making this call was also out of fear that Fang Tianhai would learn the other party's location and rashly send people to rescue them.

The Tiger Zun began introducing Jun'an to the various kings, starting with how the Whale King, Monkey King, and Wolf King valued Jun'an and deduced that he was the person destined to break the Beast Clan's ten-thousand-year curse, and finally mentioning how Jun'an had reached the Nascent Soul stage at age twenty and helped him break out of his predicament.

This type of wild fruit was of an unknown variety, melting instantly upon contact with the tongue, which made it effortless for Fang He to eat. Furthermore, it contained immense energy; although incomparable to the Void Spirit Fruit he had eaten previously, it was more than enough for him at this moment.

Siyao was obviously injured quite severely, with multiple bandages wrapped around her entire body, unable to move at all, and her face extremely pale.

However, judging by this situation, did Elder Master Jiang abandon his family business and travel all the way to Northern Zhou just to look at the snow?

After dropping Lin Xiaoran off at the Lin Group, Su Fan hailed a taxi and rushed toward the Municipal People's Hospital.

This time, she did not foolishly head straight to Himis's residence, but instead asked Song Yi about Himis's training location.

Yin Luoluo could not help but smile. Regardless of whether she liked Liu Jin, she was very gratified to hear such a response.

A fierce wind suddenly rose, making it impossible to open one's eyes. Sun Haisheng's figure even turned somewhat illusory for a split second, with only blurring afterimages visible.

The car moved forward smoothly, and Su Lü remained silent throughout, mainly because she did not know what to say.

Humans did not know how many kinds of Sin Demons existed within the Sin Realm, but through over seven hundred years of life-and-death battle between the two sides, no new types of Sin Demons had been discovered for a very long time.

Although her primordial spirit still lacked its final piece, her strength had already recovered to the Dao-Integration realm. Yet even so, she had not detected any spying whatsoever.

Afterward, he paid no more attention to Qin Wuli. He strode toward the massive horde of fleeing disciples from the Naxin Sect coming from the northern battlefield.

"Indeed. If we don't uproot the thorns around us, the more they do, the more mistakes they will make," Wang Zhenyi said.

Old Hungry Wang intentionally steered the topic back simply to provide me with an outlet to vent, allowing me to pour my heart out to him.

In the past, Li卫东 could face Chang Qingbo calmly, and the other party's title as a group leader could not suppress him either.

Countless Sanskrit chants converged at this moment, transforming into a great thunderous sound and a great bright light, ultimately gathering upon the pearl atop the stupa.