69 Spirits and Deities (1)

Ye Li was somewhat taken aback. In her view, Madam Qin’s arrival should mean she wanted Ye Li to stay away from Qin Lang. Yet, what did these words mean?

As soon as the system prompt sounded, golden light surged continuously from beneath the Malin tree’s feet, and his level soared as if riding a rocket.

“I know, I already told Ye Kaicheng earlier that we’d go home together for dinner,” Xu Zuoyan muttered, lips twitching.

Zhou Lianjie hurriedly shook his head, his expression growing uglier by the second. No matter how he calculated, he never expected that after disappearing for more than a decade, he would reappear.

The Liu family lived on the opposite side of the city. Ye Li remembered Madam Liu mentioning that their residence had a deep, secluded courtyard, with lakes and mountains nearby—a truly beautiful sight. Yet, the place where Liu Tianqing waited for her was a tall building in the bustling city center.

“Turn left. There’s a first aid kit in the drawer ahead. Take care of it yourself.” He sat at the dining table, eating dinner as he spoke.

When time was up, the Frost Shield vanished. Malin tree switched the Soul Devouring Staff in his hand for an Ice Sword. Seizing the moment when his opponent was drawing back their move, he leaped high and brought his sword crashing down.

[Commander] Passive skill: The Fierce Demon Commander suppresses targets of a lower rank, reducing their attributes; the specific reduction depends on the target’s level.

Love? Ye Li was stunned for a moment. Liu Tianqing had once again thrown her a question she’d never truly pondered. What does love feel like? Was her worrying for him, missing him, wanting to stay by his side… was that love?

The shattered power of the barrier did not dissipate. Instead, it split into countless threads, flying toward every spiritual herb in the garden, surrounding each one with protection.

“Of course, it’s true. But I’m not so sure about you,” Ye Kai stared at the brilliant white lamp, asking slyly.

“You got it all wrong! Hurry up and kowtow!” Fang Tuo pressed his head down hard, grinding it toward the ground.

“Cousin, I’m over here! If you don’t come, they’ll beat me to death!” Liu Sicong stood up, looking aggrieved as he yelled at the burly man.

After leaving the cinema, Left Spider hailed a cab straight to the cemetery. There, he inserted his SIM card into his phone and made a call. Soon after, a man appeared behind him.

The Crown Prince’s mother was once the emperor’s favored concubine. Since her passing, he had remained in the palace and never established a separate residence.

“This… the power of Heavenly Evolution, the Supreme Dao Immortal?” Lan Ling muttered to himself, his eyes full of suspicion and uncertainty. “Could it be the Supreme Dao Immortal wants to seize this chance to possess me?” At the thought, a chill ran through his heart. On reflection, it wasn’t impossible.

“Heh, there’s no need to trouble you with this. You’d better go keep your friends company!” The man in charge sneered, then smashed the fatty’s skull with a single palm strike.

Anyone would be devastated after what happened. Her response was already remarkable.

Suddenly, a dragon’s roar echoed across the heavens and earth. Lan Ling conjured a terrifying vortex in his palm, forming it into an energy sphere that he hurled at You’s chest.

Seeing his sister and Lan Ling’er clinging to Ye Feng, he realized they hadn’t seen each other for over half a year and were acting spoiled on purpose.

Black illusion magic was something no proper illusionist would ever use. Yet right now, Lianchen distinctly sensed the bloody aura of black illusion magic within the glowing sphere fired by Kiros, the captain of the Crown Prince’s cavalry in Great Liang.

Zhang Jinyan had already joined both the rebel army and the Manchu forces before. Siding with Sun Yuan now didn’t trouble his conscience at all. As long as it wasn’t Ming, not the Zhu family, it was fine.

No one made even the slightest sound. Tens of thousands of people stood as silent and cold as a machine, with only the whistling wind and the black clouds of the three-legged crow banners flying overhead.

Her heart surged with hot blood. She vaguely sensed that one of the reasons she had come to this world was hidden in that place.

Li Jing’er felt reluctant at heart, but that was life—an experience to temper and strengthen the soul.

After Ge Xiyan swung her blade, she had already slipped away to avoid blood staining her clothes. The five black-silk zombies knelt and died instantly. Just one move shocked all the other black-silk zombies present, but instead of fear, they became eager to test her black ancient blade themselves.

The rain fell harder and harder, washing away the blood on the old nun’s chest. Her face was so peaceful, she seemed merely asleep. Suddenly, Zhao Caiying pushed me aside, gently lifted the old nun in her arms, and turned to leave.

After a brief investigation, Ma Kuang and his men took the job. That was how Ma Kuang ended up sneaking into Li Feng’s villa district to try and plant a bug—and after being caught, the Shimen brothers interrogated him, unintentionally adding to Li Feng’s fearsome reputation. That’s why, after Li Feng came home, Ma Kuang cursed him out.

The key was not easy to insert, covered as it was with bumps and grooves. Sha Duotian did not dare be careless. He carefully adjusted the strength in his arm, pushing the key in bit by bit.

Qi Chengzhi took her hand and together they walked to the altar, as if declaring that in this life, they would always understand and support one another, sharing both glory and shame.

After her bath, Shusu gathered Ice Dance’s clothes, lifted the gauze curtain, and entered, carrying a tray. On the tray was Ice Dance’s undergarment, and at the very top lay a flamboyant, bright red dress—red as blood, its brilliance stinging Ice Dance’s eyes.

After sleeping all day and being teased by Amanda not long ago, Li Longfei now found it truly hard to fall asleep.

The Siberian tiger rolled his eyes, regretting following Taibai—how could that guy use him to pick up girls?

Nowadays, the country expands college admissions every year and the policy remains unchanged. There’s no worry about not recruiting enough students. The school is built beautifully, tuition fees are boldly raised, and there’s a fortune to be made. All the money is spent on campus construction, but as for the teaching staff’s expertise, teachers’ abilities, or the quality of education?