About to Return

Lin Xia and Gu Jie entered the club. Lin Xia felt as if Liu Laolao had stepped into the Grand View Garden, truly opening his eyes wide, as if opening the door to an entirely new world.

With his Sword Venerable eighth-layer strength, joining this massive team caused no ripples among the other cultivators at all.

After making one phone call, the driver was still displeased, so he called the newspaper again. Finally, after deep thought, he even dialed the hotline of the Rongcheng Special Bureau.

The meatball habitually shifted the blame first, then immediately realized these fellows were not Lin Xia and thus had no reason to feel guilty. He suddenly calmed down, his gaze beginning to flicker.

Although Su Qin had also risen to the pinnacle of strength, who knew to what extent the demon race's foundation had now deepened.

After circling back once more, Chen Dahe let out a soft sigh. It was a pity such a stylish car could not be driven out. If he piloted it down the street, the stares would likely bore hundreds of holes into his body, possibly attracting reporters as well, which was not what he desired.

Even Wu Shi, scribbling "charges" in the corner, had no idea what the fox was scheming with the gourd.

If one still could not see through that, then it was pure blindness. Old Master Li was no one to show houses.

Lin Xia had no idea what the name of that curator Chen, whom he had only met once, was, and replied vaguely.

"You said it, but did you give them any time to react? Or do you think I am Superman who can teleport instantly?" Mu Feng said unhappily.

Aida Ya stared toward the northwest for a long time. Shouts of alarm drifted from the camp behind her. It seemed the ten soldiers whose essence she had absorbed had been discovered.

Yet the golden crows in the sky began to grasp the gravity of the issue only after the second one fell pierced by an arrow. Their situation was now extraordinarily perilous; they had no time left to regret and roam through the prehistoric realm.

Until Ji Shinian woke himself with a start, Gu Jianfan finally understood what he and Qiaoqiao most desired.

"My stomach is feeling a bit off, Zhang. What would you like to eat?" Belte casually pulled a bright red apple from the fridge.

As for the special possibilities now confronting them, there were indeed many matters to face.

Not everyone bitten by a vampire would turn into a zombie. Xi Zetian had not been bitten on the neck, allowing him to endure until now.

After speaking, they entered Yin Zhiping's room. At that moment Yin Zhiping remained unconscious. Lin Tian Yao examined him, then began using martial arts to force the poison out of Yin Zhiping.

"Okay, I understand." Lin Jia Chen smiled faintly. After all, how could this wife-slave master allow his own wife to be placed in danger.

Chang Men also knew this deeply, so he offered no comment. Though the disciples of the Zhu Sect kept glancing his way, Chang Men paid them no heed.

During the exchange, Lan Feng had already withdrawn. His spiritual power was now weak, and he needed to recuperate while absorbing essence.

This gathering held a stark visual contrast. The back-mountain disciples wore coarse garments, hair in disarray, ranging from short to tall, stout to thin, clustered together like an assortment of old, weak, sick, and disabled; while the front-mountain disciples wore spotless white robes and swords, radiating majesty, the new disciples especially vibrant and radiant.

Gai is Qi stretched out his claw to wipe a tear from his nose, thinking Chu Lan still cared for him, growing even more moved, and nodded deeply as though he understood everything.

"Second brother, a cultivator deeper than father, you refuse like this?" Gu Yu asked with confusion.

"Because my friendship with Ella runs much deeper than yours, understand?" Lu Qi patted the brown-haired youth hard on the head.

One was an exceptionally handsome youth, his bearing refined and his features strikingly unfamiliar.

Facing the abuse hurled by hundreds of thousands of Tony fans, Chu Chi remained unmoved, livestreaming exactly as he had before.

The CEO of Changxu Group spent most of the year abroad and rarely returned home. Wasn't this? To expand domestic operations, he had contacted the local banking sector to secure loans.

Chu Chi merely nodded in acknowledgment, then saw him side-step to the anti-material sniper rifle and fire another precise shot.

As he drew gradually nearer, an aged face entered view. It was the useless Daoist who had suddenly appeared and vanished not long ago.

Upon reaching the first-floor lobby, most parents had already come to claim their bones, leaving only three or four families with tearful, grief-stricken faces.

Su Jun Ge suddenly found her heart as calm as still water. She understood the meaning of ravage and brutality. She ceased all resistance, allowing him free rein like a leopard that had starved for ages finally clutching a fat lamb and devouring it at will.

If intended for long-range attacks, it would be an excellent choice, yet now Katerin had already rushed to the Shaler bird's side. At that moment employing the Shaler cannon would be profoundly foolish.

Qu Zhong Zhi's body twisted violently. A black shadow shrieked forth and slammed into Liu Yusheng's open black umbrella. Liu Yusheng's black umbrella was a spiritual yin-yang treasure umbrella, a truly invaluable treasure. The black shadow struck head-on, its form scattering into a tangle of black smoke.

This sword lacked raw power yet proved exceedingly clever. Though the supreme divine sword was blocked, Zhuo Yu let a faint smile touch his lips. The two blood-radiance long blades in Lu Ming's hands slowly dimmed.