29 Arson

He knelt down, pressing his thumb and index finger against Zhao Zhuofan’s temples. As he applied slight pressure, golden, vein-like streaks of light suddenly flickered across Zhao Zhuofan’s face, converging toward his temples.

"You should head back; I will resolve the rest," Ying Hanchu said, waving his hand dismissively to send Zhuang Ya away.

Qin Feng looked ahead and saw a middle-aged man approaching. He was not old, possessed a sturdy build, and sported a pair of handlebar mustaches.

"Without this, you could never be his legal wife," Fu Xiao said, grabbing her wrist and brushing her hand aside.

As his father, Xu Tianming, turned away, he decisively swallowed the pork rib, pretending to inspect his surroundings while wiping his mouth with his sleeve.

If Ye Wuchen wished to proceed, he would have to defeat this guardian elder and seize the staff.

By now, a touch of red had blossomed on her lower lip. The beautiful demon said it was a mark he had bestowed upon her; once marked, she belonged to him.

When Su Mei passed by the Dihua Palace, she didn’t even glance back, yet she was spotted by An Wanzhi.

"Alright, alright, I understand, I understand. When the time comes, I’ll just say I don’t know where that medicine went," Aunt Lin said, grasping Di Haotian’s intention.

But thinking of this was useless now. After dozens of exchanges, Roman seized an opportunity and landed a powerful straight punch.

Mo Nanjue’s eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an indescribable emotion. He gripped the photo tightly, his long, slender fingers curling inward.

Yue Feng felt a surge of secret joy in his heart; he had finally made up his mind. The aura surrounding him shifted instantly. The upright, righteous energy he had possessed vanished completely, replaced entirely by an immensely sinister murderous intent.

"That is not what I meant, but Yan Su is indeed difficult to reason with. If you want to place blame, you can’t really blame Yan Su—it’s all Cheng Yun’s lack of propriety. She flirts with every man she sees; to think she would even flirt with our relative by marriage." Wen Yue’e gently rubbed Yan Leihai’s chest, speaking in a soft voice to persuade him not to lose his temper.

He had been managing the affairs inside and outside the villa for the past two years, keeping himself so busy that he was rarely seen. Even when he was, he never had the leisure to engage in casual conversation.

The legendary beauty... she must look exactly like the person I see before me now. Dressed in white, drifting like an immortal.

This feeling of being cherished was exactly the same as when she had been accidentally injured five years ago.

"Dad won’t be back until the day after tomorrow; he still has some business in Singapore. Grandmother, you don’t need to worry," Ping’an said with a smile, offering comfort.

She wore a sky-blue, hollow-out gown with a cinched waist; apart from two tassels cascading from the shoulders, there were no unnecessary decorations.

Wu Shang gasped. He stared intently at Xi Jinyun. Under the overwhelming pressure exerted by Di Yanyi, Xi Jinyun’s devil-may-care smile had faded slightly, but he did not seem to struggle much against the Emperor’s pressure. On the contrary, he was even able to sit with his legs crossed, defying it effortlessly.

The mist that had been clouding my vision gradually thinned. Someone was walking toward me from afar. As the fog dissipated, the person’s face became increasingly clear and distinct.

"Thump, thump, thump!" Yun Fan’s heart beat incessantly. His emotions were stirred to a point where he could not calm down; even when he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the earlier, fiery and sensual scenes.

Suddenly, a spherical object, mottled with shades of emerald and blue, appeared in Mo Liu’s field of vision.

It was a pity that this child had such deep ties to the Hundred Ghost Cave, which fundamentally precluded any possibility of joining the Qianyuan Sect. Otherwise, in thirty years at most, the Qianyuan Sect could have gained another master at least at the peak of the Primordial Spirit realm.

Lin Tianxuan finished his cultivation, brushed the dust off his body, and without bothering to change out of his blood-stained clothes, pushed open the door and headed toward the clan’s meeting hall.

Lin Tianxuan walked up to him and leaned down, watching as the man lowered himself by crying and blowing his nose, finding it rather ridiculous.

At the moment of parting, the green-clad figure turned back for a glance. Judging by the direction of his gaze, it was precisely where Yun Fan was standing.

Like a rippling wave, it dissipated in all directions, colliding with Lin Tianxuan’s sword light.

Across the Divine Continent, there were seven or eight hundred million players. Even excluding the members of the super guilds, there remained a massive count of five or six hundred million.

He first strapped the Thousand-Step Lotus Sword to Xiao Yu’s back. With a faint flicker of the colorful sword light, the sharp edge, possessing great spiritual intelligence, instantly withdrew. Then, Shao Heng hoisted Xiao Yu onto his back, binding them tightly together at the waist with vines to prevent Xiao Yu from falling during the climb.

"No, don’t talk nonsense. The instructor only went to find her because of some business." Regardless, it wouldn't be good for such things to spread.

With a single strike of the staff, blood immediately began to flow, running down his face and mixing with the previous nosebleed until the two could no longer be distinguished.

It was just that Lian Yijun had tolerated the situation repeatedly out of brotherly affection for his fellow disciples, never expecting that Zhao Qingshan would resort to such despicable methods to strip him of his spiritual power.

When we arrived at the restaurant, I realized it was another high-end establishment. Given Lan Fei and Ye Shanshan’s circumstances, I doubted they knew of anything else. After we went in, Lan Fei reserved a private room and ordered a table full of dishes along with two cases of beer.

Thinking this, I suddenly turned, and in my momentum, I dragged Yang Shipeng along with me. He was stunned when I rolled him to the side, as it had all happened so suddenly.

A moment later, a sound came from inside the door. Then, the door was opened a crack, revealing He Niannian’s face, which wore an expression of terror.

Of course, they only thought Ye Chen was extremely difficult to deal with and posed a significant threat; they did not believe that Ye Chen, alongside those people from the Sky Eagle Palace, had the capability to overthrow the Ancient Demon Clan.

"I’m getting used to it. I must thank the Patriarch of the Ye family this time, otherwise we..." Shangguan Yan was also in the meeting hall at this moment.

"Could it be that I really must enter that world, as the Vermilion Bird suggested?" I whispered to myself, preparing to give it a try. But then I hesitated—what if I couldn't get out after entering that world? The Vermilion Bird and the White Tiger had taken a hundred years to return; would I be lost in there forever?

Among those who were beaten this time, Fang Dazhuang had it the worst; his leg was broken. The others were mostly unharmed.

Zhang Nianzu helped Lei Tingting sit on an overturned iron barrel. He picked up a piece of a kang mat from the floor and placed it in front of her, then placed another behind her, tying them together with a rope. A crude battle skirt was thus fashioned. The others, seeing the demonstration, followed suit, draping themselves in mats and tying them for one another, laughing and joking.

"Sect Master Lin, Senior Brother Hong Tao has fallen in battle. We have the Life-Testing Stone as proof." The disciple presented a red stone with both hands. However, the stone held no luster; it had become an utterly ordinary rock. The characters "Hong Tao" engraved on its surface were clearly visible.

Although Qin Dandan did not understand the significance of Tang Long’s actions, she still believed in his abilities. Not only was his tolerance for alcohol high, but his bartending skills were also formidable; there was definitely hope for tomorrow’s grand opening.