Chapter 37: Lu Feng's Revenge

Meng Cheng'an locked his car and walked away. Tian Xiang chased after him, "What do you mean? Speak clearly!" Is this what being repressed and moody is like? Leaving half his words unsaid, leaving people completely baffled. Both worked for the labor union; although they were not in the same office, their paths lay in the same direction. Tian Xiang had no intention of going to work with such questions lingering in her mind, and her little mouth chattered incessantly. Pressed hard by her, Meng Cheng'an whispered, "I meant for you to stop spreading groundless rumors, Lu..."

While running, one of them babbled something to the other. Ye Tufei and Wei Xiangdong understood; the man was speaking Japanese, saying that they had to split up—even if one had to be sacrificed, they had to ensure the other delivered the intelligence back to Xuzhou City.

Li Fan was also hearing for the first time that there were constant conflicts between sects. It seemed that even a ten-day or half-month period of quiet cultivation was a luxury.

At that moment, a piercing pain shot through Hu Meilian's shoulder blades and the back of her head. Just as she was about to scream, a hand clamped over her mouth.

Li Fan let out a muffled grunt and actually shattered the remnant soul of the Sword Shadow Ancestor! Before the Ancestor could even register a look of terror, he turned into dust and grains, drifting away with the wind.

Such a staggering height made Old Cui's heart tremble slightly. What on earth was this guy trying to do?

"Cut the nonsense. Do you really think that just because you've stepped into the ninth realm of the physical body, you can contend with me?" Zhao Yuhan gave a cold laugh and took a step forward. The ground instantly cracked, and a terrifying power surged from her, faintly accompanied by the roar of a dragon.

Beyond conquering the Southern Barbarians, I, Bear Two, had a second reason to celebrate: after countless failures, I finally resurrected Yan Daping as well.

By the time Taiyi Zhenren withdrew all his spells, my body had mostly healed. Just as I was about to rush toward the arrogant and despotic Taiyi Zhenren, I felt the ground beneath me sway. Looking down, I realized I was standing on the back of a turtle.

Li Wanshan was different from Wu Shuai; after all, as an inner-sect disciple, his demand for spirit stones was immense.

"What are you trying to do?" Mei Ya said in terror, her body inching backward as if she were about to be violated.

Luyi was the fiefdom granted to Xiang Yu in his early years and the hometown of the Confucian master Confucius. After Xiang Yu was defeated at Gaixia and took his own life at the Wu River, Xiang Tuo, the Administrator of Xue Commandery in the State of Western Chu, did not abandon the resistance. Instead, he gathered several thousand remnants to hold Luyi to the death. Since Xue Commandery had not yet been formally ceded to the State of Qi, Han Xin found it difficult to move against Xiang Tuo.

Those further away watched the tall, upright figure on the dragon's back with a mix of fear and shock, their mouths agape and their voices trembling.

The hot pot restaurant, which had been fully renovated, was now in total disarray; many of the decorative items were completely ruined.

He struggled to climb up for quite a while, only to trip and fall. Just as the swinging chair was about to strike his head, he was yanked up from the ground.

Lin Ke explained awkwardly, "He probably means that because I saved his life, he thinks of me as some kind of immortal." He then let out a hollow laugh.

Seeing such a massive egg, Lin Ke began to tremble. What kind of egg was this? And since no one knew how far the bottom of this lake extended or where it led, it was highly likely that some unknown creature lived within. The egg might be its offspring. Once Lin Ke shared his hypothesis, everyone began to shiver.

Director Chang didn't catch on at first, but after Chang Yi teased him a bit, he suddenly realized. He slapped his forehead, repeatedly calling himself a senile old fool, noting how rare it was for him to be so lively in the office.

Qiu Yun was also helpless; she had pointed out many places, but none were what Heng Yanlin was looking for.

Aside from Su Jinli, the other princesses immediately arranged for guards to tightly secure their respective estates upon returning home.

When the old man reached the entrance of Spirit Gathering Village, he suddenly saw a masked man reaching out to grab two children who had just run out of the woods.