Quiet down

Li Zhiyuan's words, his smile, and his "shameless" behavior left Mo Puti in a daze.

Unwittingly, the time had arrived for dinner, and Zhen Mi was fast asleep in Zhao Feng's arms.

Now it was the people from Kunlun Mountain who grew nervous. Being martial artists, how could they fail to see what was happening?

In his arms, Shangguan Xue stirred, opening her drowsy eyes. When she saw Ye Xiaofeng and then caught sight of their current posture, she could not help panicking, her face turning red once again.

"Since you have such backbone, you can just sit here and watch slowly." With that, the man turned and walked away. After all, he held the initiative, so he had nothing to fear.

Zhao Yi's immediate reaction was precisely this; he could not fathom at all why Zhao Feng had summoned them all here. Could it be that they had done something wrong?

"Brother Fengxian, who is this person?" Li Su asked from the shadows outside the tent, turning to Lu Bu.

Although he had mastered the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation, this was still his first time practicing it in reality, as he had previously only engaged in soul cultivation through dreams.

"Thank you, Prime Minister!" Cao Cao breathed a sigh of relief, slowly retreating out the door. He then hurried over to the accounting room, demanded a fine steed, leaped onto its back, and galloped away at full speed.

Stepping into it without a sound, they vanished into thin air within an instant. Everyone watched as the few individuals who had spoken earlier exchanged glances before stepping into the teleportation array as well.

"Uh..." It seemed Feng'er had no intention of letting him off so easily. Zhu Houzhao's complexion grew even more unsightly. He could only scratch his head, falling silent and letting Si Feng mock him as she pleased.

Cursing inwardly, another clueless guest had arrived. Did they not know the conditions here were harsh? Why were they still making such high demands?

Although Angelina's unique ability could not fully unleash the copied powers to their maximum limit, the strength of her ability lay in the fact that she could copy the powers of many different formidable individuals and use them simultaneously. While an individual copied ability might not be as devastating as when used by its true master,

"Well, don't be too anxious. I see that Lady Nianchu's luggage is still here, so perhaps she's just gone out for a stroll. I'll accompany you to look for her." His disconsolate appearance made Cang Shu feel a pang of sympathy.

Therefore, Ye Minyu was not worried that they would conclude she was dead, but what worried her now was how to break out of such a massive trap. This was by no means an easily dismantled layout; even though Ye Minyu was well-versed in setting up such formations, it didn't mean she could break them just like that.

"This palace believes that the Crown Prince being able to live this well until now is the greatest sincerity this palace can offer." Qiu Tian pulled a sinister smile.

Three knocks on the door instantly put an end to the family's happy reunion program. Li Fengqin went to open the door, welcoming an old acquaintance. Sun Houzi immediately stepped forward to shake his hand and exchange pleasantries.

Even when faced with his attacks, Yuan Hao could only manage to dodge rather than take them head-on. For Yuan Hao could clearly see that the archer's arrows posed a genuine threat to him. Thus, Yuan Hao evaded every single time, relying on his movements, which were far more agile and swift than the archer's, to counter the onslaught.

This was a very difficult question to answer because, no matter how he responded, it was destined to yield no result. No matter what he said, this fairy would not let him off easily.

For this time, Mini's selection of candidates to visit the Elven race had been decided by drawing lots. And lo and behold, Lily, the goddess of twin tails, was very unlucky not to be drawn, leaving her with no choice but to stay home in Yunluo City with a deeply resentful expression.

Suzhou's largest jewelry store displayed an overwhelming array of gold and silver jewelry that dazzled Lin Youran's eyes. To a money-lover like her, she wished she could scoop up every single piece into her own pockets.

There was another reason: Sammo Hung's price was not particularly high. His remuneration had never been exceptionally steep. All in all, Sammo Hung was neither cheap nor expensive. If he was willing to act and his asking price was reasonable, that would be for the best.

"It started more than half a year ago. Very good, very good!" Wu Fan turned around and sprinted directly toward the direction of the Qinglian Sect. Wu Fan didn't even need to think; apart from Wang Shuibin orchestrating this, there was no one else. But wasn't the Qinglian Sect's Law Enforcement Hall extremely powerful? How dared people from the Qinglian Hall provoke the Law Enforcement Hall?

Looking at the surface of this massive leaf, it resembled ordinary gray-hemp granite, giving anyone who laid eyes on it the impression of a common floor tile, never leading them to suspect it was a leaf at all.

At the seventh and eighth stages of the Soul Forging Realm, Wu Fan had to force his third destiny soul out of his body and into the purple mansion between his brows.

The Flood Dragon King, who had a moment ago been full of mockery and intent on toying Lin Ye to death, instantly flew into a rage upon seeing this and roared furiously.

"When exactly will he return? And when he returns, how many Beast Soul Pills can he bring back?" Xiao Qing's expression twisted viciously. For more than a decade, not a single moment had passed without him recalling the scene of his weapon being seized, which he regarded as the ultimate humiliation.

"Hey, you old geezer, just how long are you planning to spin around me?" Bai Yu, who had completed his advancement at some unknown point, was left dizzy and disoriented by the old man before him.

Undead mages thoroughly loathed anything belonging to the light attribute, just as light mages sought the utter extermination of all things undead.

"A day without restraints, where I can hunt freely?" I felt my blood begin to surge, and before I knew it, I had subconsciously classified myself among ominous beings.

This was akin to the difference between a tattoo and clothing: one is drawn directly onto the body and changes as time passes, while the other can simply be replaced with a new one if one is unsatisfied.

"Roar!" From an unknown distance, a roar echoed, sounding half like an ox and half like a dragon, making one's scalp tingle.

Sigh~ Since he could make no promises, he chose to remain silent. The monkey simply rolled his eyes, completely ignoring the Wuji king's questions, waiting for the king to draw closer so he could figure out his true identity.

Li Yuanxiu gave a slight nod, his gaze sweeping across the "Gathering Origin Spirit Array," before resting on the purple qin strings in Liu Feng's hands. A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, though he remained silent.

Wukong walked out of the dining hall at that moment, and being brushed by the breeze outside made him feel somewhat better, but the sneeze still refused to stop entirely. Just as he was about to answer Sha Kuanglan's words, his nose began to itch violently the moment he opened his mouth.