If there is something on your mind, you might as well just say it directly.

Pan Caifeng gave Cao Mang a deep look, feeling that his gaze was far too aggressive.

It felt as though she were standing there completely undressed, making her skin crawl and stirring a strange, unsettling sensation within her.

Calming her emotions, she said, "Since you are a friend of Jingzhe, I won't beat around the bush. The Ouyang clan lost a direct descendant this time, and they demand an explanation. They have proposed a battle to the death to resolve our grievances."

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He could not help but curl the corners of his lips, gently embracing her. Thanks to the lake filled with blooming lotus lanterns, she finally lowered her guard in his presence, revealing another side of her he had never seen before.

This was the storage pouch belonging to the long-faced youth of the Seven Great Tribes. In this battle, Lin Feng had slain many, yet he had only taken this single storage pouch.

Blue Rain was startled by Lu Shaofeng's sudden reprimand, only to realize that her mind had drifted. This was a rare display of loss of composure from him since joining the military, and she had no idea what had come over her.

Their defeat this time stemmed entirely from their utter unfamiliarity with formations. Even after stepping directly into the Mo family's estate, they had detected not the slightest sign that they had entered a formation.

Nalan Zixin still wished to stage a desperate final struggle; she could not bear to be driven out, for that would completely ruin her entire life.

At the very beginning, Qin Feng engaged him solely relying on the Nine-Yang Battle Physique, only to be heavily suppressed and forced to rely on the keen edge of his sword aura to maneuver against the fair-skinned middle-aged man.

"You must not open your eyes." Shen Biyue felt uneasy and whispered the instruction once more. Shao Yan gave her finger a firm squeeze to indicate that he had heard.

This night was destined to be an extraordinary one, as if the lively hubbub of the front hall served precisely to set off the profound tranquility of the backyard.

"Hey, do the rest of you still want to hold this wedding or not?" Ailuo asked indifferently from the side.

"Then I shall pick out some more clothes and jewelry for you." Yuanbao exhaled a puff of warm air, her slightly upturned eyes narrowing as she gazed at her.

Shortly after, the remaining members of the special-appointment team who had been notified arrived one by one. Li Mingming introduced the Feng Shui master Zhang Naidong, and they immediately got down to business.

On the stage, Song Xinyu looked at that familiar back before her, feeling that it was simultaneously so familiar and yet so strange.

The man let out a miserable shriek! Black Five, who had just been battered dizzy by a flying kick from Xia Tian, was jolted into a much clearer state of mind by this very scream.

With more than half of Shengshi Group's political network severed, coupled with such a massive operational crisis, it would have been a wonder if Liu Haichuan did not fly into a rage.

"You only thought of me now? Why do good things never cross your mind?" Jingchuan shook his head in a mixture of amusement and exasperation, realizing that his plan to wander around leisurely was likely going down the drain.

Since he was riding a warhorse engulfed in bright yellow flames, finding such a colossal, mobile lighthouse in the pitch-black night was effortless.

Had those two known that Jingchuan had vaulted from the King realm to the Immortal Emperor realm in mere months, they likely would have fainted from sheer terror.

When the three figures drew closer, it was indeed Daoist Yunbi whom Ning Hao had previously encountered at the Dragon-Tiger Temple, followed by two young Daoist acolytes.

Yet a scene that astonished her to the core transpired: the moment Ye Yanqing made contact with her sword technique, within three short seconds, her sword shattered into pieces, and Ye Yanqing seized the momentum to knock her off the stage with a single punch.

"Xiner, can they untie this?" Yin Songxue knew that Li Xiner's medical skills were exceptionally profound. Since ancient times, it was said that medicine and poison shared the same origin, meaning someone skilled in medicine would also hold a place in the realm of poisons. Yet even she struggled to recognize this particular venom, leaving her entirely bewildered as to why Li Xiner had managed to concoct it.

Upon catching sight of the helicopter, Sang Qi was slightly takenisd, but he quickly snapped back to attention, recalling the instructions Duan Fei had previously given him.

She felt happy; every child was so understanding of their hardships, feeling a genuine ache for them in their hearts.

Facing the now-stabilized grand formation, the solemn expression that True Monarch Chongyang had not worn in over a decade surfaced once more on his face. With a rock-solid horse stance and the Yin and Yang energies circulating quietly between his palms, coupled with the Liyuan True Qi, this constituted True Monarch Chongyang's absolute strongest defense.