Volume 1, Chapter 33: The way you protect your mistress is truly charming.

Song Nanyi had just arrived at her studio.

Her young assistant, Deng Xue, hurried over and said, "Boss, President Huo has sent someone over, saying we should teach her."

"Who?" Song Nanyi took off her overcoat and hung it on the rack.

Deng Xue bit her lip, looking troubled. "It’s that girl who is always in the news with President Huo."

Song Nanyi was slightly stunned.

Was it Su Yu’an?

The voice then spoke: "Daoist Yijue, you know now, but it is too late." As the words were spoken, an endless, thick black fog descended from the sky, enveloping Daoist Yijue and Xiao Mingyu.

Liu Bochen and Huang Shilong boarded the ship together in Fuzhou. Wu Xingzhi saw them off personally. Once Liu Bochen left, Wu Xingzhi’s mind suddenly tightened.

"Fourth Sister, there are so many birds in the sky, and many high-ranking officials in the capital keep birds in their estates. If we search based on this clue, I’m afraid half a year won’t be enough," Zhou Hu said.

He unleashed his full strength in his first strike. He reminded himself that he was only evenly matched with a Martial Emperor, and if the opponent were any stronger, he would have to flee. If he could take advantage of the opponent’s arrogance and severely injure them with one move, his own situation would be much easier.

Several beams of light flew from the direction of the Heavenly Palace. Qu Lingzi raised his hand to activate a flight talisman, escaping the semi-encirclement of the seven elders. From then on, he hid in the deep mountains, never daring to step into the Immortal Sect again for the rest of his life.

In the vast, infinite void of the Cangyu Realm, the nameless Master, seeing his disciple Daoist Yijue gradually falling into the tribulation of frozen emotions, felt utterly helpless and overcome with deep sorrow.

However, that did not mean there were no poisons that could kill instantly; for instance, the "Upas" tree of the Southern Frontier was literally named for such lethality.

This was a death order issued by Lang Yu in an instant, the final gamble of his life. Borrowing your strength to defend my path.

"The devil's heartbeat will once again disturb the lamb's sweet dreams." Just as Alan walked into the hallway, he heard the voice of Old Siphus drifting eerily from behind.

"Your Highness," Zhu Houhuang heard someone speak behind him and was startled. Turning around, he saw it was none other than Li Liangqin.

After the exchange of greetings, the newcomer walked straight to Lin Yuan’s side and whispered something into his ear.

He was so certain of this because he had already arrived before the Earth Palace. The scene before the Earth Palace confirmed several thoughts he had been harboring.

Qing Cheng said with a face full of indifference and helplessness: "Ning Chen, does it have anything to do with you what kind of friends I make? Ning Chen, am I really that cheap? When was I ever kept by someone? If I were, do you think I would be like this?"

"Should we save her?" After saying this, Gu Miqing sighed heavily and rested her hand on her forehead. She knew without asking Yan Jiucheng: they could not.

Qiu Ziming used his power to control metal to vibrate, causing the Cloud Flow Fan to split into its twelve ribs. He then struck out with his palm, and the twelve ribs flew like sharp swords, piercing toward the transformed Vajra.

The aroma of the whole roasted lamb wafted through the air, and even Chu Linche couldn't help but follow Huang Tingzhou’s example and pick up a piece. The moment it touched his tongue, his taste buds were conquered by the deliciousness. As he chewed and swallowed, he couldn't help but marvel.

But before she could step forward, the surprise in Huang Tingzhou’s eyes instantly turned into terror. He suddenly screamed and began to tremble all over.

Furthermore, Xiao Zexi’s Cambrian era team was just in the midst of a major relocation and restructuring. As the top team in the league, how could they not "drop by to offer guidance" and see if Cambrian had any potential to "usurp the throne"?

At this moment, I felt a sense of powerlessness wash over me. I didn't expect the creatures of the Soul-Summoning Lamp clan to be so unyielding. Facing a Prison General-level powerhouse, they showed no fear of death or trembling, which gave me a massive headache.

A hint of confusion appeared on the child’s sallow face. This name had been with them for years; they couldn't say they liked it, nor could they say they disliked it, or perhaps they hadn't yet reached a mature definition of what "like" even meant.