Chapter 32

Outside the Wolf Cavalry camp, a group of over a dozen riders appeared. Pulled by a horse-drawn cart in their midst was a coffin. Leading them was a man with flowing long sleeves—none other than Qi Liangchen, the head of the planning department of the Blood-Red Enchantress.

When the referee blew the whistle to start the second half, the fans were astonished to see a man with his head wrapped in bandages standing before the Liverpool goal line.

"By the way, I have a small favor to ask. The ghost city where you have lived for so long could arguably be considered a ruin, right?" Ye Bufou said.

"Don't fall for his tricks, beauty. He already has three wives. Better to join me; I'm still a bachelor."

Bai Mudan walked over, her face pale. She spread a silk handkerchief over a reef, sat down, and rested her chin in her hands, watching the churning waves in silence.

Unfortunately, the Heavenly Mystery Daoist had already cast him aside. Right now, his entire focus was on You Ruo and the Fire Cloud Sparrow. Of course, he was not alone; at least eight out of ten refugees seeking shelter nearby were drooling, their eyes filled with infatuation, and even lost in lewd fantasies.

On the sidelines, Yun Sheng kept clapping. Although he had just been brimming with confidence, he was still worried about an accident.

"Yan Qinghua, if Master Su returns alive, I will kneel before you and admit my mistake. But if Master Su... if he truly cannot escape this catastrophe, rest assured, I will use every ounce of my power. Even if you flee to the ends of the earth and hide in a military camp, I will drag you down with me to be buried with him!"

If he were truly one of the Falcon, she would have to weigh things carefully for the sake of Ji, regardless of the threat to her own life.

Qing Wei was stunned, then nodded, though she wondered in her heart: How could the Sea Emperor know her name?

Lan Yingchen delivered the blueprints for the engineering project he shared with his new partner, Cheng Yue, to her desk.

"Still trying to cool off? Look at yourself; your body is as cold as an icicle," Gongsun Yu said.

Hundred Herb Liquid: A concoction refined by Shennong from a hundred types of ordinary immortal herbs. It contains rich vitality and can extend the user's life by ten years. — Guaranteed quality from Shennong.

Having grasped the crux of the matter, Xing Luo felt for the first time that he saw the dawn of victory.

At this moment, the young men who had been sitting on their motorcycles jumped off. They were Zheng Tao's cronies; they had long known of his interest in Chen Bingwen. Seeing the grim look on Tao's face and the signal he gave, they collectively closed in on Tang Jin.

The words "Ginseng Fruit" reached their ears, and Xing Luo and Duan Liuming couldn't help but tremble simultaneously.

The siblings expressed their strong dissatisfaction in unison, then exchanged glances, each thinking: We must properly teach Jamie how to be a thief when we return, otherwise, bringing such a person into the family will surely make us a laughingstock.

However, there were still many immortals who didn't meet the requirements mingling among them. Compared to the truly formidable ones, they paled in comparison and were simply no match.

"You... what kind of thinking is that!" Liang Xiaoying shook off his hand forcefully in protest and turned to run upstairs.

"Zhang Zhe, I don't want to lose my temper. I don't like getting angry. I want to talk at another time; let me calm down." The way Chen Chen twisted the hem of her skirt betrayed the fact that she was not calm. Zhang Zhe stood frozen before the door, motionless.

It was quite late, so I drove home directly. After getting out of the car and going upstairs, I habitually went to open Ao Ningxuan's door.

"..." Luo Yangfan was at a loss for words, not knowing how to respond. He had rarely heard of someone ordering a well-done steak. Wouldn't it be tough? And asking for it charred—who could even chew that?

She desperately wanted to take the jade pendant immediately, but to avoid suspicion, she pretended to glance uneasily at Lin Zhen.

Since the unknown Taiyi Golden Immortal had said so, a terrifying upheaval was bound to occur within the Myriad Demon Sect, something beyond their imagination. Profound Immortals like them were only slightly stronger than ordinary immortals, but in the eyes of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, they were barely more than ants—at most, slightly larger ones.

Seeing the immensely strong Old Man Liu subdued by Leng Ningshuang with effortless grace, the crowd couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Liu Jianguo, however, was oblivious to this, as he had already successfully fainted.

The two ghost messengers spoke respectfully, then vanished into black smoke, taking the hiker's soul with them.

Of course, she was only harboring a suspicion; deep down, she felt Huangfu Qianyu wouldn't be that bored.

This was the first time she had told him she loved him. In Chen Chen's eyes, love and liking were always different. Zhang Zhe silently reminded himself to write this in his diary today.

Just when he thought he was going to die, a sudden "bang" brought him back to reality. When he opened his eyes, Jing Xi was already standing beside him.

Watching the various spaceships and warships ascending and descending between the sky and the earth, Mu Ruiya did not stint his admiration. His spiritual sense had already enveloped the land before him, giving him a general understanding of the situation.

The culprit responsible for all this, a Titan who had bathed in divine blood countless times, sat upon a throne, head tilted and supported by a palm, looking down at the shattered divine kingdom below.

Upon arriving at the airport, Xiang Que saw Fatty Wang leaning against a railing, dressed in casual clothes, holding a milk tea in one hand and a cigarette in his mouth, staring up at the sky.

"If all data related to the Assassins were to disappear, where would that obligation still exist?" He Yuting countered.

Yin Shixue finally understood: apart from the boy called "Your Highness," everyone else wanted her dead.

Her head was splitting with pain, and her memories of yesterday had become exceptionally blurred. She only knew she had seen Fang Chen; as for anything else, she had no further impression.

"Let's see for ourselves, then." The Flower Brother walked out of the instance entrance first. Erlang Zhenjun gave her a meaningful look and followed.

The next night, he firmly rejected Yin Shixue. He couldn't let her continue sleeping by his side like this; if he kept suppressing himself, he would go mad.

That was secondary, however. The most important thing was that with him as a bridge, he could enter the Australian market more easily and smoothly—this was definitely an unexpected bonus.

Seeing that the sword thrust was about to hit the giant hammer, a hint of disdain appeared in the Great Demon God's eyes.

"Big brother, could this be the inner world of the giant sword?" Luo Fei shook the yellow dust off his body, patted his face to clear the dirt, spat out a few mouthfuls of sand that had blown into his mouth, and looked around at the environment, guessing in astonishment.

Jin Yi and the others were deeply moved by Xing Chu's words. Although they had been forced to recognize Xing Chu as their master for the sake of their race's survival, deep down, no one wanted to be enslaved.