Volume 1, Chapter 38: You Can Run from Today, But You Can't Hide Forever

Chu Qi stroked her forehead hair with doting affection, and upon hearing her gentle and soft words, he felt that his previous trace of jealousy had completely vanished into thin air.

Ye Yu silently sensed the location of the Coiling Dragon Sword's avatar. He could now clearly perceive its approximate position, which did not seem too far away from here. Estimating by his speed, it would take about half a day to reach it.

Considering Luo Yu's low spirits, she tried her best to change the subject, hoping to help Luo Yu dispel her worries.

The Pan-American Alliance's sudden move was not only extremely abrupt, but also contained many puzzling aspects. Whether the Alliance truly intended to fight the Apostles to the death or was merely making a fuss to serve as a pretext remained unknown at this point in time.

Watching the NPC mentor's dashing and untroubled retreating back, the group of intern members were somewhat dumbfounded. Were they just going to wash their hands of them completely and leave them to fend for themselves?

Jinghe pursed her lips and smiled. She had never actually been to Zhuque Avenue to see the lanterns, and she couldn't help feeling a surge of anticipation.

Upon seeing this, the bandit soldiers all rushed toward Li Jun together. Before they could even reach him, Tang Bin and Fan Rui had already led the military cadets rushing onto the boat, cutting down dozens of bandit soldiers.

"You're talking nonsense again. Did you forget to take your medicine during the lunch break before coming out?" I never expected an old uncle at your age to still harbor so many unrealistic fantasies.

This is a super-tough dining table I specially synthesized using diamond and dozens of other materials. With your cultivation level, even if you beat your hands to a pulp, you won't be able to break it.

Then, Director Tan led everyone in congratulating Yang Jingxing, as if the piece were already guaranteed to be performed by the New York Philharmonic. It was all Yu Xinting's fault for making Yang Jingxing stand up and bow as well.

At sixty years old, Chen Qinglong could still walk as if flying. Reaching the peak of the mountain without a flushed face or a short breath, he proceeded to show off a set of Tai Chi for Yang Xue's benefit. Between the shifting and extending, hardness and softness were integrated, giving an impression of natural perfection.

"Yes, Grand Patriarch, Tianlan will handle this matter properly," the Second Madam said with a beaming smile to the Sea God's side.

This Simplified Yang-style 42-form Tai Chi is a competitive sports routine adapted by the descendants of the legendary Tai Chi master Yang Luchan from their family legacy. It only serves to strengthen the body and maintain health, but is useless for practical combat and striking.

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Abbess Dingxian made a resolute decision, and together with Abbess Dingyi, led the disciples to fight their way down Xianxing Peak. Fighting and retreating all the way, they finally fell back to take refuge inside this Hanging Temple.

All the way until they arrived before the Brahma Imperial City, there was still no sign of any welcoming party, as if they were completely unaware of their arrival.

"Sir, whom are you looking for?" A management personnel inspecting the workshop came forward and asked Yang Xue politely.

The Huanhua Sword Sect is located in Danxing, Fuling County, which is the border area between Yizhou and Jingzhou. Because many people did not know it belonged to the demonic sects, coupled with its distinctive sword techniques, it managed to attract a very good enrollment of students.

What the hell? Holy cow! The disciples over at the Northern Blood Sea felt their scalps tingle slightly, followed instantly by a jolt of electricity surging from the soles of their feet straight to the crown of their heads! So all those boasts the patriarch made on ordinary days were actually true?

The juniors of other families would fight tooth and nail for power, eyeing the positions of their elders with covetous eyes. The Feng family was different; the three brothers got along harmoniously, with brotherly affection and filial piety toward their father, presenting a scene of utter peace.

At this moment, Haiming was somewhat dazed, causing the sword array to accelerate its scattering, and he only snapped back to his senses when the tip of a sword stung his eyes.

Over the next two days, Su Yu swept through Zhongzhou City. Freezing cold with white snow drifting outside, there were very few pedestrians on the road and cars were hard to drive. Su Yu walked around the outskirts beyond the Fifth Ring Road, killing any cultists he encountered.

However, seeing all this, Su Yu could do nothing about it. Cultivation was everyone's own business, requiring nothing but hard work. If your talent wasn't enough, you simply had to work twice as hard, leaving no other way out.

On the other hand, the upstart possessed abundant funds and naturally offered extremely generous rewards, which led someone to accept this task.

Pushing open the door of the east wing room, a wave of heat rushed over her face. The charcoal fire in the brazier on the floor was burning vigorously. Glancing again at the tightly closed doors and windows, Qingyun couldn't help frowning slightly.

Regarding Mo Tian's previous actions, some found them unacceptable while others brushed them off. After all, not everyone was like the manager surnamed Li; most adopted a "none of my business" attitude and hung back.

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The Slaughtering Heaven Divine Sword gently swept past, and Gu Lanyi instantly felt something open up before her, as if an invisible door had appeared, allowing her to enter freely.

Ye Qinglan found it very strange. Li Fengxun's grudge against the Jiuhua Sect was because of Yue Susu, but could Yue Zichen be a close friend of Li Fengxun?

"Hey, look, it actually works!" Watching the needle on the guidance compass accurately point in a certain direction, Dan Qingluo said with incredulous excitement.

By the time Zhang Youqiong finished bustling about and brought him sugar water and vinegar to drink, he had already passed out.

At that moment, Yuwei suddenly noticed a large wooden barrel not far from the skeleton referee. Overjoyed, Yuwei hurried over and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, may I borrow this wooden barrel?"

"All this is due to His Majesty's boundless fortune." Zhao Shou asked again, "Does the Prime Minister not wish to enter the city to pay homage to His Majesty?" Everyone inside Baidi City was Zhao Shou's confidant, which to Kongming was practically a dragon's pool or tiger's den. Yet Liu Bei was right inside the city; as a subject, how could Kongming not enter the city to pay his respects? Zhao Shou watched him coldly, waiting to see how he would reply.

Yueying sensed for a moment and said, "I can't feel it very clearly, it seems to be right in the forest ahead. My 'Yin-Yang Chaos Birth Art' has only just reached the elementary stage, and I cannot fully control this dead zone yet, so I can only sense its general location."

And once he realized that Difantian was the one making this move, he immediately knew that Difantian would definitely seize the opportunity to take action, and therefore had already issued orders.

Gradually, the third brother's limbs stopped struggling. Only then did Gongye Ximo loosen his grip and let the third brother collapse straight to the ground.

I even told people he was away on a business trip. I was quite satisfied with how he acted as a buffer, smoothing things over and relaying messages. He was of medium build—neither too tall nor too short, neither too fat nor too thin. Why on earth had no one married him?