39 The Hard-Hearted Scoundrel Who Abandoned His Wife and Son (14)

By the time Wen Huai reached one of the locations, he had already exhausted a spiritual elixir. Yet he was not flustered at all, given his abundant reserves.

"Holy crap, I finally know why I've been so unlucky lately," Shen Lang realized with a sudden flash of insight.

The previously enthusiastic students looked at the scenery outside the window, solemn expressions involuntarily replacing their excitement as a heavy sense of foreboding filled their hearts.

Alas, yet another family deeply poisoned by mobile phones. Playing games, scrolling through short videos, and binge-watching dramas were one thing, but...

"Hey~ Who on earth are you?" Gu Peipei, who had walked out the door first, froze entirely before letting out a shriek and charging out like a madwoman.

Accompanied by An Song's muttered curses, An Lang pushed the wheelchair carrying Elder An and followed closely behind.

These people had all been painstakingly recruited by Song Youqun. Willing to step down from the martial world into the imperial court, they naturally all harbored a desire to chase fame and fortune. With the Emperor present close by, no one was willing to hold back their strength; everyone wanted to put their skills on full display.

Lin Xin, however, was different. The moment her feet left the ground, her body tilted sideways out of control. Fortunately, he was right by her side, supporting her and saving her from any awkwardness.

"A long-awaited reunion calls for more than just one cup—at least three," Mo Dou said with a playful smile, taking the wine cup and downing it in one go.

Cheng Dabie opened his eyes in astonishment, his emotions fluctuating for the very first time. A question popped into his mind: If you knew everything, why didn't you do anything?

Upon hearing this, Wu Yan circulated his True Essence. Sure enough, he felt the circulation of his True Essence slow down slightly. So this was the Five-Flower Poison! Wu Yan immediately retrieved several detoxifying pills from his storage pouch and swallowed them. At the same time, he drove his True Essence to the absolute limit, slashing forward with the Ligong Sword in his hand as his body surged forward along with the momentum.

The Taiji Diagram and the Central Wuji Apricot-Yellow Flag manifested as if Supreme Lord Laozi and Primeval Lord of Heaven themselves had taken action, accompanied by the personal descent of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Explication Teaching. The momentum was so immense, all intended to deal with Su Yuan alone.

At Big Bear's command, those disgusting arrows shot toward Yan Jun in unison, clearly aiming to drive him to certain death.

Originally, apart from the Cult of Myriad Gods, those who contributed the most effort were some evil demonic clans that colluded with the Cult of Myriad Gods.

In this world, there are far too many such powerhouses who are no longer fit to survive on Earth. That is why "Uncle Gui," who has been monitoring everything here from the very beginning, chose to banish them.

Tai Shixue, with her gentle and charming smile, pretended to be sulking, her soft pink cheeks puffed out in a round pout, which couldn't help but make Gu Feng chuckle with amusement.

No matter how severe the current crisis in Huaxia was, they had to storm the Immortal Dragon Palace and demand an explanation from the Dragon King.

Immediately, the Azure Dragon Guards pivoted, reversing their front and rear, and charged out once more. Amidst the flashing arcs of countless merciless swords, bursts of fresh blood were once again unleashed.

Wu Lingling was a natural-born ability user. Practicing ancient martial arts forms was the best way to unearth her own potential. What made it even more peculiar was the high-tech device in this room, which could alter the room's gravitational system to a certain extent, multiplying the gravity manifold and exponentially increasing the pressure one had to bear.

Because Qin Yu and his Ghost King Sect suddenly rose to prominence overnight, becoming one of the many sects within the demonic path.

"What is there for us to talk about? You always call the shots anyway, and I have no say in your decisions." With her constant threats of suicide, Lu Yanxi truly had no way of handling her.

Zhu Quan hesitated for a moment. Although he felt it inappropriate to eat someone else's food without paying, under the elderly person's repeated requests, he finally decided to take a bite and try it.

Dong Ru sat listlessly in the room, resting her chin on her hand as she looked up at the brilliant fireworks outside and listened to the sounds of joy nearby, feeling not a shred of interest.

Besides, could it really be that the Emperor had no part in what lay behind this matter? Li Gang naturally harbored suspicions regarding this point; otherwise, relying solely on people like Huang Qianshan and the others, it would have been absolute folly to achieve such a state.

Yet she felt even more uncomfortable, especially in her chest, which felt as though it was about to burst. The swelling made her want to find something to relieve the pressure, but there was no one else in the room. She could not help feeling restless and irritable. Right at that moment, the child nearby began to cry, leaving Dong Ru with no choice but to suppress her feelings and go tend to the baby.

Stopping in his tracks and turning around, he was startled to find that the person standing before him was none other than Wayne, the weapon shop owner.

Even though these changes were extremely subtle and difficult to discern, he could clearly feel that his body had truly undergone some distinct differences compared to the past.

"Until you truly defeat me, I am not agreeing to any of your requests!" Peline lunged forward in a single bound, bringing her weapon down upon him with all her might.

Li Zhishi did not continue to provoke Ouyang Che with his words. Instead, he raised his wine bowl in a toast to Ouyang Che, and only after the latter drank in silent solidarity did he speak again.

Yes, Wei Zheng admitted, Li Chengqian indeed had the qualifications to gorge himself here. After all, half a year ago, this place was still the most barren area in Chang'an, where even wild beasts roamed and people were pitifully scarce.

Suddenly, Zhu Yueyue vanished, the rapeseed flowers disappeared, and the buzzing bees flew away. The surroundings fell into absolute stillness; the sun sank in the west, and heaven and earth plunged into pitch-black darkness. He wandered through the darkness like a lost child.

Yao Dainian had already heard from Madam Yao about his sending rice and meat to Xiang'er's family, but he did not pursue the matter too harshly.

After Mingyi finished speaking, she felt the exaggeration herself. Fortunately, there were no advertising laws to restrict her, nor any anti-fraud pioneers. The listeners wore envious expressions as they swarmed toward the counter once more.

Xuanyuan Longfei even comforted himself inwardly: Perhaps the young master, just like Danqing, chose the path of a martial arts master?

Seeing her produce a pair of black iron gauntlets out of thin air, Danyang and several other disciples of the Clarity Sect all changed their expressions slightly. Exchanging glances, they shared the exact same doubt in their eyes.

Shen Rong, however, showed no reaction whatsoever, as if those matters had nothing to do with her. And truthfully, they really had nothing to do with her. Otherwise, she wouldn't have known what to do. Facing a younger brother whom she had barely spoken to or seen in twenty years, she truly felt utterly unprepared.