27 The Cold-Hearted Scum Who Abandoned His Wife and Daughter (2)

Just as Qin Fen was at his wit's end, a middle-aged woman stepped out of the elevator and spoke to him. Li Erlong had been hoping to take Wang Xuelan out shopping; since it was so hard for him to get time alone with his beloved, he naturally wanted to make the most of it.

There stood a bare-chested, sweating giant, unarmed, alongside a fierce tiger with a slightly darkened back. Back when his mother was alive, she would hold him close and speak in a gentle, soft voice. When she was happy, she would kiss him, and whenever she tickled him with her kisses, he would laugh incessantly.

However, the moment Qin Fen uttered those words, his entire body was struck by pain as intense as a violent struggle. When he looked at his body again, the changes he saw left him astonished.

The old fox tried to flee, but Chen Fan would not grant her wish. Since the opponent was only at the mid-stage of the True Immortal realm, he dispatched her and her grandchild with a casual stroke of his sword.

"Let me take you shopping. It’s not easy for us to get out like this, why are you in such a hurry to go back? Let’s have some fun first," Li Erlong urged immediately.

Zhang Liang returned to his room in high spirits. Even he was pleased with the success of today’s negotiations; if utilized correctly, the forces of Baiyue would be enough to contend with the vast Great Qin Empire.

Practitioners training in the Dark Forest were all instantly drawn by the pillar of light that shot into the sky.

"Since his Immortal Domain already possesses the rudiments of a world, he must still be alive—perhaps he is even within this very domain!" A sharp glint erupted in Zhu Huang’s eyes. If he had once felt lost upon waking, he now had a goal.

Lori was also quite violent, but she hadn’t expected Turalyon to avoid entering the room! He simply pressed the button on the door.

Ye Feng raised his hand, and from his palm flowed a dense, ink-like substance that wrapped around his body. It appeared to be highly compressed celestial energy, a power unlike anything Ye Feng had previously possessed, as if it had materialized out of thin air.

Once he understood, he hesitated no longer and continued to study with focus. A moment later, Ye Yi had memorized the entire "Light Spirit Finger." He finally understood why a completely unrelated fist technique was recorded inside: the "Light Spirit Fist" was merely a deceptive move, while the true lethal strike lay within the "Light Spirit Finger."

***

Xia Qiran finally burst into sobs as she reached this point. Chen Xingyu could not help but hold her, his gaze shifting to Wu Meifen and Xia Jiankui.

The masters were puzzled. Both paintings were at the peak level of ink wash artistry, and the composition and meaning were evenly matched. Why did the Grand Master consider Chen Qingfeng to be superior?

For Mu Qiu, it was but a blink of an eye before the teleportation array reached its destination. She stepped out, and given her cultivation level, no shortsighted person dared to provoke her.

"What kind of person do you like? How about me?" I suddenly changed the subject, asking with a calm expression, though inwardly I was extremely nervous, not even daring to look at her face.

Yun Ziqin flashed a brilliant smile, gave a final wave, and then vanished completely at the mouth of the alley.

It was Sunday. Xia You, who had been worn out by Kirino all day yesterday, did not stay home to rest but rose early as usual.

Two days passed. Gao Wan’er departed peacefully, without disturbing anyone. When Yang Dingtian found her the next morning, she had closed her eyes with a faint smile on her face.

Being a Kun fish by nature, he could dance in the sky for three days and three nights without sleep and feel no ill effects; apart from some mental exhaustion, a single nap was all he needed to recover.

He felt that if he could obtain this check, he could stop many people from doing things that terrified others.

Zhao Gao gritted his teeth and upgraded the belt to LV10 at the cost of nearly eighty thousand points. A new attribute was unlocked; perhaps because it was infused with the seal of the Son of Heaven, the quality of the equipment had improved, and the resulting attribute was far superior to the previous two.

Hearing this, Xia You felt curious. The Ayano that Shiina Mashiro mentioned was Iida Ayano, whom he had met once before when the three of them bumped into each other at a cafe near Suimei High School.

"Let’s call this matter settled. You’ve already killed several of my brothers," the Spider said to Lin Xiu.

After Xia You pointed it out, Kousaka Kirino seemed to realize how late it was and let out a soft click of her tongue.

***

When Nishikino's mother looked at him with her violet-blue eyes, Xia You had already anticipated something like this, so he nodded with a smile.

The Taoist’s words were entirely focused on killing, which was far too overbearing. Even Zhai Yue, who usually disliked conflict, could no longer listen to it.

Before long, the courtyard was filled with the sounds of shouting and drinking games, which carried outside to the ears of Xiao Yuanshan. He continued to observe the movements inside with his binoculars, and when he saw that only two Crocodile Gang disciples were guarding the entrance, he smiled happily.

In an instant, those Kartel soldiers who had been frozen were burned to ashes by the Explosive Flame Wave Sword.

"It’s nothing, just chatting," Chen Donghui said, unwilling to say more and brushing it off with a casual excuse.

With a loud boom, the monster’s body was pierced through. After letting out a shrill cry, the creature slowly dissipated, finally vanishing into a wisp of blue smoke.

Ye Xian remembered that the first thing she heard Xiao Canglan say was addressing her as "Sister Zhaoying."

"Split up and run!" The Dark Emperor looked back at Su Fan one last time; the distance between them had closed to fifteen meters. He turned his head, roared, and instantly changed direction.

The scene, which had been deathly silent, was broken by the "patter-patter" of Chen Qiubai’s footsteps as he walked up.

"The help you gave me ten thousand years ago, I return to you now!" The Desolate God shuddered, and in the next moment, he looked at Yun Qingfeng with an excited gaze, while a seven-colored radiance emanated from his body, enveloping him.