Chapter 143 Professionalism

This beauty looked to be less than sixteen years old, with purple hair cascading down to her waist and a mesmerizing, alluring appearance. Between her brows was the imprint of a purple lightning bolt, and her figure was intensely voluptuous, forming a true S-curve. However, her face was like millennia-old ice, terrifyingly cold.

"Hmph! Only he is allowed to have great talent, but I am not?" Mo Xingchen’s arrogant demeanor was truly a match for Fan Tianluo.

Seeing that further delay was impossible, Xia Ji and Xia Lei handed the task of urging the provision delivery over to Xia Feng and returned to the frontier first.

"Fine. Now that you are saying all this, what were you all doing earlier?" The voice of the Sect Master of the Joyful Sect rang out once more. The grand hall lapsed into a dead silence once again.

"Hahaha, of course not. It's just that since the City Lord is ascending to a higher position, the Young Master must take his place in managing Eastern City," Lord Qiu laughed heartily.

This continued until the hull of the boat took on a heavy load, sinking noticeably by a large margin, with the entire deck almost level with the water surface, before it finally stopped.

It was only after leaving Featherization City that he summoned the Cloud Gong Canopy in order to reach his destination ahead of time and rendezvous with Long Xiao. As a result, his whereabouts were discovered in a mere ten days.

"Since when did you become so tender-hearted and protective of the fairer sex?" Xia Feng’s voice grew extremely stern.

The moment she was immersed in the water, Mo Wanli slipped out of Yan Qingchen’s embrace like a nimble fish. She wanted to swim towards the deeper parts, surface on the other side, and slip away unnoticed.

Tang Shi glanced at Tang Han and could not help but admire Madame Bu’s skill in managing a household and handling people. Tang Han, who had always walked sideways with unbridled arrogance in the Tang Manor, had actually become so docile, obedient, and well-behaved upon arriving at the Bu Manor!

Fang Chen nodded; he was supportive of anything that benefited the people's livelihood, and furthermore, it posed no harm whatsoever to the Fang family.

Suddenly, upon noticing four members of the red team gathered in the mid lane, the blue team's jungler, Zhao Yun—who had previously appeared to be quietly and safely guarding beneath the inner defensive tower in the bottom lane—abruptly moved.

However, Yang Yue had long since made deployments, and the Tang army had long been prepared. How could they simply stand by and watch Argus lead his forces to a safe retreat?

This young man was named Yuan Heng, and his family also owned gold mines, comparable in scale to Du Xiao's family.

"Since the boss has spoken, Bai Ze, you fellow had better behave yourself from now on, or the consequences will be severe," Dijiang said fiercely.

The trap he had painstakingly laid out had actually been ruined by some good-for-nothing sect master who had popped out of nowhere. How could he possibly reconcile himself to this?

"You'd better not fall into my hands, or I will definitely make you pay," Murong Yanran shook her fists at Li Shaofan and said fiercely.

The two police officers, who had originally been overwhelmingly arrogant, walked over with a stern and imposing aura. Lin Hao still wanted to pull Liu迁 away, allowing him to leave—after all, Liu was standing up for him, a point he could see through quite clearly.

"I'd say this fellow has taken away at least over fifty percent of the Thunder Demon's power. Now, let me use the tiny shred that remains to make my breakthrough," Liang Yu thought, gritting his teeth inwardly.

Cheng Lingyu nodded slightly. Waiting until the two sides had exchanged a hundred fierce blows and Fang Ruohua was injured, he then slowly stepped out.

The most irresistible thing about Ye Zi was the extraordinary allure contained in every frown, smile, and movement of hers.

He could definitely not be called successful right now; at most, he had just barely managed to solve his own food and clothing needs. Compared to that hotheaded youth, however, the difference was truly as vast as heaven and earth.

Shaking the droplets of water from his body, the black monkey gazed deep into the Blood Moon Wasteland. His purplish-red eyes burned with terrifyingly malevolent intent as he tore through space and time with a whoosh and vanished into the distance.

"Hahaha! Every single one of my elder brothers has wives and concubines. If you want to get physical, you'd better ask if the feather brooms in your sisters-in-law's hands permit it!" Guan Siji, the sole remaining single dog in the room, exposed the others' bottom lines.

The setting sun gilded him with a golden rim, making him look as though he were glowing. His smile, too, was like a spring breeze blowing straight toward one, warm enough to reach the depths of the human heart.

"Your Highness might as well assume that Jin Hua truly has a deranged mind. In any case, Your Highness will not believe a single word Jin Hua says!" She sat down again, turned her head away, and stared at the puddle of black ink on the ground mixed with her blood.

"Wait here!" Li淮 issued his order, leaving everyone else outside the temple. The two of them walked toward the temple grounds alone, flanked by red walls and green tiles, past which monks clad in light blue robes occasionally strolled by.

As soon as he stepped onto the arena stage, the entire ring seemed to grow dim, with ghostly winds howling all around, as if one had instantly entered the netherworld.

He hurriedly maneuvered his figure to retreat. At the same time, a black-and-purple pair of scissors in his hand flew out directly to meet the attack.

"What? This fellow can devour dark attributes!" In just a few short seconds, one-fifth of the Sea of Netherworld's power had been plundered—truly terrifying.

The prologue should have naturally been met with a wave of enthusiastic cheers, but in the end, it was met with only scattered, sparse applause.

The Yin energy here is extremely heavy. It is very likely that the seven coffins containing the Mourning Spirits are the Yin objects we have been searching for, and those Yin spirits were nurtured from within these coffins. Viewed in this light, the Mourning Spirits inside are all the more extraordinary.

Catching sight of the piercing gazes all around him, Han Yun instantly understood. Zhang Yu simply did not wish to insert himself into another's family affairs.

Moreover, several trees within the villa had also been snapped in half, presenting a sight that made one feel thoroughly uncomfortable.

Han Yun bowed slightly, but the large tabby cat on the opposite side sprang forward like lightning, directly dodging the direction where Han Yun stood, as if it were utterly unwilling to accept this bow from him.

The fatal problem was that they had chosen to pressure the Lin family before Lin Xuan had even displayed his true strength. How could a super-ancient clan possibly let them off the hook so easily?

Both the Blade of Scarlet Fire and the Guiding Wind had already cooled down. Lu Lei's speed was so slow that it instead made Boyer feel somewhat anxious. He commanded the zombies to surround him, forcing him to flee in even greater panic.