Marriage

“Ouch, that hurts…” The voice sounded again. I looked closely and realized it was coming from the tree. But—there was no one in the tree. Could it be…? A chill crept up my spine.

“This is trouble!” At this point, I knew it was impossible to sneak by unnoticed anymore.

The two men grinned lecherously, but just as their hands reached out, there were two sharp, crisp gunshots. Both men were shot in the back of the head and died instantly, not even managing a cry of pain.

I saw Qin Yao lying motionless on the ground, his fate uncertain, while the boss and Li Bo were suspended in mid-air, their feet dangling, held by Xu Na’s psychic power.

Zhang Guohua leapt forward and drove two wooden needles into the shoulders of the old zombie, King Nan’an. The two of them darted left and right, up and down. In the blink of an eye, one hundred and seven wooden needles had been thrust into the old corpse’s body—only the final acupoint at the center of his brow remained.

“You flatter me. We each have our own areas of expertise. For instance, no matter how I try, I could never forge this White Crane sword,” Mo Lin said, stroking the blade with admiration.

The seventy-two demon lords? King Solomon ruled Israel in the tenth century BCE. Legend has it, while building the temple, a great angel sent by God bestowed upon him a pentagram ring, granting him command over the seventy-two demon lords—thus, the seventy-two pillars of Solomon.

“Enough! Didn’t I tell you to call me Brother Zhiming? If you really can’t, at least use my name, ‘Chen Zhiming,’” Chen Zhiming hurriedly interrupted her.

Now that Ruoshui had accepted Qing Ying as a disciple, sending her to resolve the crisis of the released spirit and lure out the Silver Leopard General should pose little problem. As for himself, he could use this opportunity to set up the Primordial Five Elements Formation deep in the woods and simply wait patiently for his foe to fall into the trap.

The Sanctuary of the Divine is said to be an impenetrable defense; the battle angels never doubted its reliability. They believed that as long as the Sanctuary endured, nothing in this world could threaten their lives.

After about a quarter of an hour, the immense auction house was almost packed with a dense crowd. Qing Binghe, after probing with her senses, was so frightened she curled up and dared not move again.

Despite everything, these people worked together with remarkable coordination, leaving the young stewards exhausted and miserable, forced to swallow their complaints in silence.

“Because I have my own organization of espers. I can guarantee that neither Hexagram nor Liu Shuang will escape my grasp. Now, you may go in peace.” Qiushui’s calm words were a death knell for Liu Ying.

“Heh, so if I have nothing to say, that means I’m admitting guilt? What kind of logic is that? No wonder Minister Alamo says you’re the reason for the East Continent Hunter Guild’s disunity. Seems he’s right!” Nightcloud sneered openly, his contempt undisguised.

Sang Yizhuang’s face went rigid. Waking up to find himself sentenced to death, he was naturally filled with shame and rage.

Ling Luo’s eyes narrowed. This energy was identical to the one from the jade pendant—they were of the same origin. And the source was indeed the jade pendant itself.

“Don’t you want to take this chance to deal with Duan Fengyue?” Tang Yin smiled.

Yu Pianpian knew Fuyun Nuan responded to gentleness rather than force. Besides, Fuyun Nuan was new to the ways of the world, not a seasoned veteran. Otherwise, after causing such a commotion at the imperial tomb, most martial artists would have harbored a deep grudge by now.

Wang Dong scratched his head, looking puzzled, but then a sudden thought flashed through his mind. Right, since he knew this place so well, could it be that he had scoped it out in advance?

Sensing trouble, Wang Dong realized there was nothing else he could do. He’d made a rookie mistake—why hadn’t he brought a local cop? If someone seized on this blunder, he’d have no defense.

Su Tan was finally forced to leave the massive “dog-abuse” scene. As he packed up his lunchbox in grief and indignation, he looked for all the world like a child running away from home, determined to take all his toys with him.

The Mirage Dragon—though he’d never fought him, when he first emerged, the Mastiff had landed a heavy punch on his shoulder. If it had hit him, his left armor would have turned to pulp, but the Mirage Dragon merely changed expression and returned the punch with a grin.

If not for these layers of connections, King Yan Kai would never have dared trust Ting Shu so easily with the details of this mission. After all, the Alliance had been trying to reclaim that space carrier for ages—they could afford no mistakes.

Ting Shu rattled off four words in one breath. He wasn’t sure what terms to use, but his strategy was simple: use the dark attribute, which restrains superpowers, to master the Lightstone. Whether it would work, who could say without trying?

After lingering at the Falling Wild Goose Sect for several days and consulting Xiao Chong about the intricacies of forming a golden core, Lu Changqing purchased a ticket for the giant cross-boundary boat to the Southern Prefecture within the Fourth Line.

“Hand it over!” Black Wuji swung his steel blade, catching the demon box and pulling it toward himself. Li Bai didn’t trust him at all, intercepting the blade with his sword and sending the demon box flying high into the air.

Having fallen behind the team, Bai Shu, now utterly exhausted, finally arrived. Da Huang, seeing Bai Shu, lowered his guard, wagged his tail, and approached, then began sniffing Bai Shu’s rear.

This method, both safe and sanitary, seemed acceptable for the current situation.

In the video, Carlo still appeared as handsome and dashing as ever, but there was a newfound composure in his expression. He smiled as he spoke.