Chapter 40

The back-flowing perception surged wildly, and Su Fu's physical body seemed to awaken invisibly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, raising her essence, breath, and spirit to a truly shocking degree.

She had spent a fair amount of time with the Feng Chi and Feng Sai brothers, and naturally knew that both of them loved playing pranks.

At that very moment, a violent explosion echoed as these two unbelievable, monstrous forces suddenly detonated.

However, Fang Yan was right about one thing: their strength was still too far inferior, especially his own.

Regarding the provocation from the two, both the Misty Immortal Palace and the members of the Luo family expressed strong protests and stern refusals.

Qi Xuanxuan and Chen Qi walked out of the room together, her heart lingering with a delicate, shy emotion. Although nothing had happened in the room last night, deep down in her heart, their relationship was unique.

"Not only have the three elders fallen, but Young Master Qin Chuan has also met with disaster!" inside the grand hall, a middle-aged man said with a face full of sorrow.

The sound shattered the air, causing the mountain ridge to tremble as if an earthquake was striking. Not far from the Demon Spirit Mountain, cracks began to appear on the summit of a nearby peak. The massive fissures on the mountain continued to widen, sending rolling boulders and uprooted trees tumbling down with crushing force.

"No, let Commander Xue go! Let him go!" A Jiangdong martial artist nearby finally snapped under the pressure, charging forward wildly, immediately followed by a dozen other martial artists.

Helpless, Xiao Chen could only treat the young girl as if she were thin air. Lying on the bed, he pondered the events of the past two days.

After gaining a slight understanding of the knowledge regarding the Realm of Light, Qiao Anran and the others rested for a brief moment before setting off once again, embarking on their journey to capture light spirits.

Rong Yuanyuan shivered, hesitating to go down. If she were to receive a beating from him as well, wouldn't her life be completely ruined?

The moment Ding Changlin asked Meng Xiangyang that question, he knew that Meng Xiangyang was well aware of the relationship between Hong Yu and Ouyang Lan.

Others could wrong her and slander her, but in front of so many people, she would never lose her composure out of anger or grievance.

She usually bought conservative styles of underwear. Had modern underwear really evolved to have so many categories?

Yang Ya was completely drained of strength by this point. What on earth was wrong with these two? They would start fighting over the slightest disagreement, not even giving her a chance to explain. Naturally, she had no desire to fight—she was not some weapon born with a bloodthirsty nature—so she dodged the whistling tail and hastily shouted explanations.

This underground water pipeline was a typical piece of Roman architecture. It extended forward almost horizontally, standing over three meters high and reaching four meters in width. To put it without exaggeration, the dimensions of this tunnel were large enough for a standard military truck to drive straight inside.

Although Qiao Anran knew her relationship with the two of them was intimate enough, Master Fu was, after all, a mysterious figure, so she ultimately decided to keep this matter to herself.

"Don't even ask, it's urticaria. It's been going on for months, and it's driving me crazy with the itch." As he spoke, the man scratched his arm again. Evidently unsatisfied with scratching through his clothes, he used a considerable amount of force.

That day, the construction site had just paid out wages, and my uncle and I had a hearty meal together. By the time we walked back, it was already the middle of the night. On the way back, as I walked while playing with my phone, a sudden surge of lust hit me, and I wanted to invite a young woman out to meet.

Old Zhang found a shared bicycle nearby, then wobbled his way toward Chen Hao's medical clinic. Naturally, he had already taken the medicine prepared by Immortal Yellow.

"Times have changed, and I really want a fair fight to the death with you!" Yang Yifei drew a dagger several times shorter than the Shark-Tooth Sword from his boot. He wasn't afraid of the man; this was a meteorite from the heavens, harder even than diamond—why should he fear his Shark-Tooth Sword?

Even if Ji Jiufang couldn't help, at a critical moment, that fellow Chitian could turn the tide. But with so many eyes inside, especially Fu Ziyi, it was best if Ji Jiufang did not show up at all.

She suddenly felt that acting too excessively might not be a wise move. After all, a cornered rabbit would bite, and a cornered dog would vault over walls. If she pushed the two shameless ghost-refining sorcerers in front of her to the limit, there was no telling whether they might pull off a desperate counterattack.

A-Chuan said he would wait for her, but she herself had no idea when she would ever be able to walk out from the shadow of the pain Gu Junyan had inflicted upon her.

After thinking it over and over, Mei Bing still couldn't figure out whether Teng Teng was a swindler or not. In the end, Mei Bing decided to observe a little longer before making a judgment.

Thanks to the recent operation of the medical clinic and investments made in Chen Hao by others, there was no financial pressure regarding the doctors' salaries and the clinic's daily expenses. Chen Hao also firmly believed that with everyone's joint efforts, the clinic would only grow larger, bringing benefits to more patients and creating higher incomes for the doctors as well.

She heaved a sigh of relief, pondering inwardly that she should probably bleed a little for Ji Jiufang to drink, and then they could each go their separate ways.

Boss Hu then dismissed the thought of turning this yellow-scaled merman into a delicious dish for a fine meal.

At that moment, the Dragon-Roaring and Tiger-Howling brothers happened to be stepping outside, their internal energy having recovered by roughly seventy to eighty percent. There was no way Yang Yifei could fail to sense it.

Therefore, the initial wormhole fluctuations would appear on Mars before drawing closer. This was somewhat related to Lin Chong; didn't he break through the spatial barrier of planes to arrive in this world right on Mars? That caused the spatial forces there to become relatively chaotic, providing certain opportunities for the Annihilation Invaders.

Pressed down by the colossal hat of incest, the wave of evil desires in Lin Di's heart instantly faded significantly.

"It's just that time really is running out! Zhang Jiao has broken through, yet he hasn't launched a direct breakout. Clearly, he already has other plans. We cannot afford to waste any more time on Li Fei," Li Ruruo thought to himself.

"We are telling the absolute truth. If you don't believe us, you can go ask the opera troupe. He hasn't visited my shop this entire time, and I have no idea where he is," the shopkeeper replied sincerely to Tang Long and his group, his tone amicable and gentle.

Lin Di didn't quite know how to explain. "Well, you know." Amidst his speech, Lin Di glanced sideways at Su Nuo. The fellow still wore a chilling expression, yet looking at her this way, she truly possessed a sort of cold, striking elegance.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Liang let out a sigh before transforming into a golden streak of light, charging toward Ah GetData in the sky. It wasn't that he didn't want to act, but everything had happened in the flash of a spark and the stone's strike; far too many Miao people were enveloped in the massive fireball, leaving him with no choice but to prioritize saving them.

Where in the world could anyone live through reality without suffering grievances? To clearly have done nothing wrong, only for the mistakes to stem from you—that was what truly could be called tragic.

As his voice fell, Luo Jianxiu urged his incantation, and the bloody skeleton instantly rushed toward the corpse cloud. With a hideous jaw opened wide, it began to emit a terrifying suction force.