Chapter 70

Chen Feng remained silent, summoning his Bright Soul to walk ahead while lighting a torch.

Also, whenever you play a hand, try to tilt your cards toward my side so I can see what is in your hand.

Logically speaking, Pan An at this moment could not possibly have woven a network of relationships as terrifying as the one from his past life—a network that could compel the investors who had shared weal and woe with him in that past life to submit irresistibly, uniting to turn around and destroy him.

However, Li San felt that since they had previously been "friends" with Caiyun—even though this friendship was a forced one, hypocritically agreed upon under the humiliating circumstances of his being under a besieged city—

At this moment, Dai Huaizhi muttered inwardly: The wealth in our master's household was enough to hurt my very eyes; did I say anything about it?

Therefore, the "spiritual energy of heaven and earth" and the "essence of the sun and moon" currently residing within the two of them could rival the accumulation of centuries-old cultivators.

Whenever she visited you, she was never in a rush to leave, so that the two of you could spend more time alone together.

Since he had a solution, Ling Zuotian could not be bothered with the rest. He opened his computer and checked his inbox.

Since the intelligence core had spoken, Ling Zuotian saw no reason to waste time, directly taking out the medicinal pills worth 15 million contribution points.

As for Lu Chenyao nowadays, she practically could not bring any helpers when fighting. Because the momentum and power of her sword technique were immense, having her own people nearby would only restrict her movements and prevent her from unleashing her full strength.

"What manner of man are you? Surely no members of the Mo clan should still remain among the living." Ye Feng gazed at the old man and demanded.

Directly two quasi-Supreme weapons, and moreover weapons with a one hundred percent compatibility with himself—this was superior to any other kind of weapon.

Chunyu and Liu Tian stepped outside almost simultaneously. She was dressed in light armor with a three-foot fractured-bone sword slung across her waist. As she walked out, her slender figure and light gray eyes met Liu Tian's gaze.

"Destroy the seal first!" The seal seemed to possess a certain terrifying might; the moment it appeared, a sense of crisis welled up in Ye Feng's mind. Yet, Ye Feng did not panic; within a single breath, he had made his decision.

"You must take good care of yourself, my soldier brother," Liu Lu suddenly broke into a smile, and that endearment made Zheng Ji's heart flutter. If they had not been in this place, he would likely have been unable to resist doing intimate things with Liu Lu.

The voice beneath the mask was somewhat hoarse, but the anger within it was unmistakable. Liu Tian took the initiative to step back, and the old man with the prominent nose smiled in response; that subtle expression did not escape Liu Tian's notice. Little did the old man know, however, that Liu Tian's retreat was intended to set up an even fiercer counterattack.

The primordial energy that had been gathering for a long time was suddenly released outward from the elixir field. A powerful surge of energy erupted across Chu Tianyu's entire body, directly blasting away the serpent's body that had coiled around him.

"Alright, enough nonsense. I told you to command, so command. Even if something goes wrong, I won't blame you." Zhang Yuan impatiently waved his hand, cutting off Gao Qiao's words.

Lu Zizhi personally and slowly rotated the tripod supporting the drawing board so that everyone from every angle could see clearly, and gasps of amazement rang out wave after wave along with the rotation of the scroll. Their cries said it all.

Awakened by Chen Jing's long whistle, they all regained consciousness, though none of them approached except for Yan Luoniang. They simply stood there watching, their eyes filled with a mixture of awe and strange emotions.

Lin Jiahe was waiting for her outside. Seeing her look as though she had just been released from prison, he was half-amused, yet he knew she had indeed been exhausted lately and deserved a few days of proper rest.

Mu Jun glared at him. When it was his turn to guess, he couldn't figure it out, so why should she be forced to guess what was on his mind? Did he have to be so double-standards? Unable to help it, Mu Jun rolled her eyes. Seeing that look, Jing Mo burst into loud laughter, knowing she had understood his meaning.

Without direct evidence, they truly could do nothing to them, especially since the two had long since found scapegoats. Though they could not be legally sentenced, the necessary punishments—such as the destruction of their reputations—still had to be meted out.

"Then you can stay right here. I'll tell Lin Jiahe tomorrow and have him instruct your assistant to bring over a change of clothes." Jing Mo's smile was filled with deep meaning. With such a prime opportunity to secure an advantage by being close to the water, he had to seize it.

Over the next few days, Ye Luo and Ning Xue settled Ning Ci into the villa Ning Xue had purchased, and even hired a few domestic helpers for her.

Chonglou triumphantly handed the merged Chuiyue treasured sword to Mingyue. Mingyue took it and inspected it closely; indeed, it was identical to the one she had used before, though the feel of the sword seemed somewhat different, leaving her momentarily too astonished for words.

Just as Ye Yang began to busy himself, his gaze shifted and fell directly upon what was right before him.

Let us hope so, yet before reaching the destination of happiness, one still has to painfully traverse one unfathomable hurdle after another. When that time comes, will love still remain as it once was?

Several skuas lay sprawled flat on the ground; judging by appearances, they must have eaten the poisoned carcass of the Tibetan macaque and died from the toxicity. There were also two large black birds flapping their wings clumsily on the ground, seemingly not yet entirely dead.

"You are too kind. Mo Mosang has rendered distinguished service to the Underworld all these years; it is I who should thank you and Jinyu for bringing up such an exceptional son as Mosang. Truly, I feel a selfish urge to keep him in the Underworld and not let him return,哈哈哈." The King of Hell's words were full of praise.