Chapter 62

Ming Luo looked at Gu Xin, and Gu Xin looked back at Ming Luo. The temperature in the reception hall dropped noticeably.

The nine water curtains acted like nine impassable chasms, firmly blocking the people of the seven major factions outside.

"Then we'll be leaving, and we'll bring you some food later." They knew Hu Yu must have mostly recovered; otherwise, he wouldn't have come out.

The social mixer was held at the Huguang Guild Hall. In the past, the Go club's New Year's mixers were always held here, and the two sides enjoyed a very good relationship.

Although these spirits were all extraordinary, without exception, they had all been branded with the "Slave Seal" by the Demon God Sect.

She had always given off a cold and aloof impression, but as these words left her lips, they carried an unexpectedly playful charm.

Otherwise, given Dongfang Liang's personality, once he discovered that Yi Tian was disloyal to him, Dongfang Liang would have executed him without the slightest hesitation.

Endless ripples of energy undulated through the air. The powerful expert was struck by the impact, forcing his figure to materialize with a face full of utter shock.

Abe Seimei and Sarutobi Jinzaburo were feeling the same sense of awe. Never in their wildest dreams could they have imagined that such a prosperous, paradisiacal realm existed in the South China Sea.

Qin Mu reached out and suddenly tore apart the garments on Zi Yunyi's body, instantly revealing her smooth, fair shoulders.

"Far from Huaixi and!" Su Mu waved his hand, unleashing the exclusive sword technique passed down within the Su Family. The Su Family sword technique focused primarily on steady defense, rarely taking the initiative to attack. Like a bamboo strip, it would be continuously pressed down by the opponent before finally springing back and launching a counterattack.

Even the environment had changed; they were no longer in that desolate forest ravaged by the roc, but inside a room instead.

"Let's go and take a look." Lin Fan now had his suspicions—could these fellows have killed his spirit beast? If that were the case, it truly could not be forgiven.

"This time, the Twelve Cities have gathered all the Heavenly Star Charts together, claiming they want to study them jointly." At the neighboring table, several inebriated patrons were discussing the matter. Cheng Yu took a gentle sip of his wine and listened intently to their conversation.

Faced with a True Essence Realm expert whose cultivation had been crippled, the surrounding people were all somewhat stirred. After all, True Essence Realm experts were already rare in the secular world, and the act of crippling someone's cultivation was practically unheard of. Thus, among those present, only a very few had ever witnessed a martial cultivator's cultivation being destroyed.

"We can't just watch her get struck by heavenly thunder, can we? Even if it's just an illusion!" Cheng Yu scratched his head and laughed.

"Have her write you a prescription for body-nourishing tonic in a few days; leaking vital energy all the time is no small matter," Zhuang Bieli added, speaking to Cheng Yu. Upon hearing this, Cheng Yu quickly stood up to express his gratitude.

However, Murong Bingbing still did not speak. With a flick of her fingers, two more arrows shot forth like lightning, and at this moment, she was less than ten zhang away from Mo Fan.

The moment one of the transport helicopters touched down, ten fully armed soldiers swiftly deployed into a tactical defensive formation.

An Bang dropped these resolute words and turned on his heel to leave. He simply refused to believe that the people in Chinatown would dare to shoot at them from behind and block their path.

Sometimes, Qi Potian also felt that his destiny was tragic and miserable, but he had never bowed to fate; he was always fighting against it.

Because he knew that Qi Potian was merely a Five-Cauldron Fourth-Stage Divine Cauldron Warrior, and he also knew that Qi Potian was not even twenty years old yet. His innate talent and aptitude were indeed top-tier.

Old as she was in her sixties, the old lady's teeth were still remarkably sharp, and Liu Yang felt as though her bite had nearly crushed his bones.

There were a dining area, bedroom, dressing room, and bathroom, all complete. The satellite receiver on the roof could even pick up television broadcasts from over thirty countries. According to Pontus, he often gently carried a sleeping Amy into the RV so she could wash up, eat breakfast, and get a little more sleep while on the road.

All those cards on Izumi Konata's side had now turned into a noose around her own neck, while the other end of the rope was held firmly in Miyanaga Saki's hands, pulling tighter and tighter.

This tactical shift was also a form of coordinated movement. In an instant, the soldiers crisscrossed and shifted positions, clearing paths of fire for the heavy crossbows, God-Slaying Bows, and other weaponry positioned behind them.

Most importantly, poverty brings bitterness to a marriage. When consumed by worry, where would one find the patience and tenderness to treat one's wife well? If a man had to fret over food and drink day and night, where could he possibly find the patience and tenderness to cherish his wife?

Artsuru remained unconcerned. The Gate of Truth, including the giant forms both of them currently projected, were merely phantom manifestations—what they were touching was the core of this world.

Seeing that expression on his face always made me exceptionally nervous. Only when major events occurred would he wear such a solemn look.

"Since you put it that way, I think it's necessary to have medical personnel tag along. What do you all think?" Lu Ming asked.

Every single time left him utterly exhausted, with a piercing ache in his mind and sweat drenching his entire body. He couldn't even walk on his own and had to be supported outside by Wei Baoju.

This astonishing display of individual combat prowess made Eros's eyes bulge as wide as copper bells. His face was painted with disbelief, and his gaze was filled with sheer incredulity at the shifting light and shadows unfolding before him.