Chapter 47

"Miss Liu is fair and graceful, making a fine match for Brother Wu. If the squire has the mind for it, you should speak directly to him. This is a joyous occasion, nothing to be ashamed of!" Lu Da finally downed a bowl of wine, tore off a roasted mutton leg, and began to chew heartily.

No matter how she pleaded, seeing that the girl remained obstinate in her determination to drag her back to the Heavenly Realm, Long Xue's gaze grew increasingly resentful.

He immediately employed his lightness kung fu and, under the cover of the rockery, escaped from the Misty Moon Pavilion, returning breathlessly to the tavern.

War drums sounded from all directions, smoke billowed from beacon fires, and the flames of battle on the field met the sky. Soldiers of the military department fell continuously below the city ramparts, stirring up vast mists of blood.

Following two muffled thuds, Li Zhishi retreated three successive steps before losing his strength and dropping to one knee, while Zhuan Zhu stepped back by half a step, a look of astonishment in his eyes.

She quickly reached out to touch Su Quan's forehead; the fever had broken. With a joyful cry, she was just about to fetch some eggs when her hand tightened—Su Quan had firmly grasped it. She could only smile charmingly and sit back down.

"Jack! Fierce fires are already raging inside the city. It seems the Marvel Republic intends to burn the city to the ground!" Ampuo could already smell a burning scent.

After being led away from Holy Light City by the church clerics, Avai brought everyone to the house he had rented. He hadn't even lived in this place himself; just last night, he had still spent the night at a peasant family's home.

"Is Sister Wan'er of the Zhou family inside?" Su Yi's calm voice echoed throughout the ancient tree.

He was no fool. To have reached such a level of cultivation at this age, no fool could ever achieve it.

However, World Deities who master the World Heart are different. As long as one is careful, it is virtually guaranteed that something amiss will be noticed.

"Fellow Daoist Qingshi, our Dao can be shown to you for viewing, but you must swear a life-bound oath not to spread it outward!" Zhou Zheng looked at Daoist Qingshi.

In an instant, the storage mechanism of this magical treasure was broken, and Yanu's World-Purifying Golden Light enveloped them, carrying everyone out to safety.

"Haha, brother, don't worry. With me here, even if the entire Zhuang family comes, there is nothing to fear!" Yuan Song patted Fang Zheng's shoulder to comfort him.

During the previous trials, Zhou Zheng had not displayed his attainments in the Slaughter Dao at all, so the white-haired elder naturally assumed it was only logical for Zhou Zheng to choose these three unique arts now.

Suddenly, in the lake beneath Qin Ming, a monster surfaced wearing armor, with a human body and a shrimp head, holding a pair of giant golden melon hammers in its pincers.

The corpse of that supreme-grade exotic beast was inside the Azure Flower Grotto-heaven, so Zhou Zheng had no need to worry about the disappearance of the Stone Fire Pearl. Even if it were lost, it could fly back on its own at any time.

This was the true strength of an imperial-grade mighty figure. Earlier, Primordial Creation Ancestor had held back to deal with Mount Tai City and dared not go all out, but now he was sparing no expense.

Moreover, Su Axi was somewhat reluctant to do things for him; she could not be left unattended all the time, or she would slip away sooner or later.

"It is already the Hour of Xu, and you have just woken up with your body not yet fully recovered. Otherwise, I should still go with you," Mo Wangchen said with lingering concern in his tone.

Trestle did not ask any questions; Togekiss took the initiative to pull him along, leading him to a relatively quiet place to explain the cause and effect to him.

Glancing at the hall doors, the Ink Qilin turned his head and said to Hu Ao, who was staring at him in shock: "Remember, do not speak too much. Just act as though you are mute. Follow me." With that, the Ink Qilin strode with steady steps toward the hall doors.

"Hmph, ignorant. This deity has his own methods. The two of you will accompany me to Yunmeng City to reactivate the Two Poles Formation." Li Li let out a cold snort, clearly deeply displeased by Bodhi's utterance of the word "shallow."

But there was no help for it; the time to return waited for no one. If he missed it, he might have to stay in this ghostly place for the rest of his life.

MOUNTAINS and MAGIC were no exception; if anything, they appeared even more unable to extricate themselves. Because this breathtaking operation—one that hadn't even appeared in their own Greater Korea—had actually happened at a scoring tournament in China. For people who took pride in Korean esports, this was truly a massive blow.

Strange as it was, this arrangement also had its advantages: as long as one covered the silver bell with a sleeve, no one would ever know.

When Swan saw him, he was sitting quietly at the head of her bed, leaning against it with his eyes closed, apparently asleep.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingwu said nothing. She simply led her people to sit beneath the corridor, waiting for Gu Jingfeng's return. The moment the person was captured, Uncle Zhong had already dispatched someone to report to Gu Jingfeng; presumably, he would be home in at most half an hour.

"Get out! If you don't get out this instant, I will dig your eyeballs out! Have you no shame at all, carelessly breaking into a young maiden's boudoir and even peeping at someone bathing? Is this how a general of a nation behaves?" Shen Qingwu did not even raise her head, acting like a frightened quail as she spoke harshly to Gu Jingfeng.

"Expressions of gratitude can wait until afterward. Let us discuss how to deal with those vampires right now." At this moment, Master Zhizhu appeared very calm.

Lü Zhuo possessed high martial arts and great courage, acting with utmost crispness and without hesitation. Seeing their leading general killed, the Cao soldiers fell into complete chaos.

Regardless of Odin's motives for giving Yingluo the Armor of Odin, the enhancement to her strength was real and tangible. Especially after projecting her spirit into Ragnarok through the Armor of Odin and witnessing the power of those "deities," Yingluo had thoroughly mastered the Seventh Sense and mastered time itself.