33 Journey Through the Middle Ages 033

Xia Zhi did not know if Luo Shan had a contingency plan. If the method for refining the "Poison Feather" were truly restored, what would happen if it were brought out? Would she not be thoroughly exploited once again? And as for Yan Fang, how much certainty did he have that he could rescue Luo Shan from the layers of containment once the task was complete?

"What happened?" Cang Jiuyao's heart tightened inexplicably. Seeing the expressions on their faces, she knew something must have gone wrong. Moreover, Cang Jiuyao did not consider herself close enough to Yue Junli to be sharing breakfast together.

The rain grew heavier through the night, losing its initial viscous quality. In the pitch-black sky, flashes of lightning streaked across the heavens. Situated on a cliffside, the lightning seemed incredibly close, as if right beside them. With every flash, a roar of thunder followed, making it feel as if the entire cliff were trembling.

"Chen Huan..." Xia Zhi crouched by the bedside and called out softly. Chen Huan showed no reaction, as if she were isolated in another world, and Xia Zhi's voice could not reach her.

Thinking of the Phoenix Cry Sword at her waist, she wondered if these people already knew that one of the three great treasures of the Long family was in her possession. There are no secrets in the martial arts world; they would find out sooner or later. What she did not know was whether the brothers Long Tianyuan and Long Wuyi were among this group.

However, because his personality was not one to draw attention, he currently wore a plain, dark-colored shirt paired with slightly faded jeans.

They could not leave! They were trapped in the village! No matter which direction they drove the car, they always ended up back in the village.

Jun Xiangran rejected Director Jin’s "good intentions," returned home feeling aggrieved, and threw herself into the arms of her beloved.

Liu Zhangshi could not answer, and the Zhang family members kneeling beside her did not know how to respond either. If they said he was not doing well, he did not seem to be suffering; if they said he was doing well, he seemed to be growing thinner by the day.

Luo Yao showed no reaction at all, instead staring at him earnestly with eyes that betrayed no emotion.

Things had reached this point, yet she still had the leisure to tease her. Under normal circumstances, she should have been furious by now.

At that moment, in the sky above Dragon City, a pale blue divine light flashed and vanished, diving into the city with terrifying speed.

He was indeed hungry. He had intended to grab a bite in the kitchen as soon as he arrived, but he hadn't found the time. Now, he was famished, and his stomach was protesting.

The onlookers dispersed in a flurry. The house belonged to Miss Zhou; what was there for the Wang and Ren families to argue about? Were these people not just here to take advantage because they saw that Ren Qing had a house?

"Pfft," Ling Xiaotong couldn't help but burst into laughter. She quickly stifled it, wondering if her mother had dug a hole for herself.

She was using the resources she had fought to obtain for her, living in the house she had provided, even staying in her home, while having her buy clothes, bags, and lipsticks.

With that, ten intersecting crescent-shaped light blades, shimmering with blue-black and white, and pulsating with terrifying, tearing energy, shredded the Alien Chibull on the spot.

Jin Yunxiu pinched her handkerchief and pretended to wipe her lips. After being looked at like that, she felt strangely uneasy.

Before Wuzaki could continue, Chu Yunqing impatiently interrupted his long-winded speech.

Behind him, the officials were divided into two factions. One consisted of the former generals and auxiliary officers from the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, all of whom wore joyful expressions. The other side, those who had attached themselves to the Crown Prince and the Prince of Qi, wore bitter faces; some were even deathly pale, filled with terror.

Although the large-sum transfer service was not enabled, transfers were still possible by visiting the counter in person. Yet, seeing the amount in his account drop by half, Li Yan could not help but feel a lingering heartache.

Xiao Zhan had received negative news, but Xiao Feng was full of confidence. Even though Xiao Zhan was two stars higher in Dou Qi cultivation, his combat power was in no way inferior to Xiao Zhan’s.

There were many people, so the one old hen was not quite enough, but it was just to let everyone have a taste, so there would be no criticism when the program aired later.

This time, Old Master Bai was smarter; he directly covered his ears and shook his head triumphantly at Grandma Bai.

"He loves me very much, just like..." Looking into Mr. Ye’s indifferent eyes, Ouyang Lan stopped herself from finishing the sentence—just like I love you.

When Xia Bing stepped into the Treasure Hall, he saw mountains of treasures, the divine light blinding his eyes. Rare innate spiritual materials, hard to find in the Primordial Era, lay piled on the ground, alongside heaps of various spiritual herbs aged one hundred thousand or several hundred thousand years.

At the head of the table sat a middle-aged man with graying temples and a square face. He was the Great Elder of the Lingxiao Kingdom, Mu Yuntian.

With the help of everyone, the massive Dou Qi barrier was erected just as the desert locusts descended—it was a narrow escape.

Su Ping was helpless about this, but there was no other way. Since everyone was still holding on, it didn't matter whether he intervened or not. Thus, he obediently listened, sat by the campfire, picked up the freshly roasted sand-wolf meat, and began to eat heartily.

The "sand sculpture" netizens of the Xia Kingdom flocked to the Neon Kingdom in waves, causing chaos in the Neon internet world and leaving the Neon officials miserable.

She did not notice that Xing Lietian had also stepped out behind her. His lean frame was draped in a long, black silk robe, making him look like a noble vampire prince. His footsteps were very light.

He remembered that when he left earlier, he had brought Tang Xiong’s phone with him. Tang Siyu’s number must be on it.

Whether it was a reflex or desperation, Qin Sangruo raised her arm and bit down hard on the back of Lu Yanying’s hand.

Bai Xia and Xing Yifan left the hotel. She suddenly wanted to go home and see her father; she wondered how he had handled the matter after she told him about Ye Jiamei last time.

"Sister-in-law, it’s about the same; there’s no need to weigh it specifically. If there really is extra, just brew some sugar water for Gangzi," Xu Fen said with a smile.