Chapter 043: No Matter Where You Are, I Will Find You

After leaving the Business Daily, Tang Yu went to the exhibition center parking lot to get her car, then returned briefly to the Grand Court Villa, leaving with just a small handbag.

Tang Yu decided to go home for a visit and made a phone call to Mo Xixi.

"You want to come traveling with me?!" Mo Xixi asked in astonishment. "What about your boyfriend?"

"Mo Xixi!" Tang Yu gritted her teeth. "He isn't even my boyfriend yet, stop talking nonsense. I've decided I don't want him for now!"

She might even give up on him altogether.

Having spent a long time with Muyou, this Reincarnation Old Demon seemed to have naturally picked up a ruffian-like demeanor. Seeing the Heaven-Swallowing Beast put in such a tight spot, he burst into a series of loud laughs.

However, Yong'an City was quite a distance away from the Mortal Dust Dwelling. Traveling there would take a fair amount of time, but with the pace of Chen Fan and the others, they could reach it in at most a single day.

Just as Dongfang Huaqing was fuming over this, his gaze shifted toward the entrance of the inn, where he saw Nangong Wuyu quietly slipping out and heading in the direction of the city gates.

These abnormal divine beasts, stripped of their intelligence, truly failed to learn their lesson. It was not once or twice that they had attacked the Nine Palaces Leaving Fire Grand Array; every previous attempt had been utterly useless, yet they were still wasting their energy here.

Immersed in this wave of fervent passion, Wang Chun suddenly had the illusion of returning to the foreign space of yesteryear, when, as the God of Darkness, he was worshipped and adored by countless barbarians.

Hugging Jenny Miller, Qin Yong moved to the bedroom. The two of them embraced and lay down on the bed to rest; their bodies needed recovery and could not take excessive demands, or it would genuinely cause trouble.

It was an extremely mystical sensation, transcending spiritual power in the ordinary sense. Even Blood Eye could barely perceive a sliver of it after growing stronger this time, but that was already enough. From the energy reaction it had just absorbed, he already knew to whom this consciousness belonged.

A roly-poly man dressed in a white shirt began praising Yang Lin profusely the moment he laid eyes on him, full of admiration for his methods. Observing Yang Lin's poise, which remained unshaken by either favor or disgrace, he inwardly shivered and elevated his evaluation of Yang Lin by a notch.

Meanwhile, on a giant boulder in the distance, Lestoro let out a muffled grunt as a trace of blood stained the corner of his mouth.

Adrick had already pulled out two banners of troops, prepared the funds and provisions, and even chosen the commander. He was simply waiting for the army to head north in three days so they could take advantage of the situation to capture two cities of Hughes, which could also be considered a boost to morale.

The scenario Locke had been worrying about did not happen; the dwarf merely cursed and grumbled a bit without making any move to track down the person in the middle. He simply waited for everyone to cross at the other end of the bridge.

On the second and third days, Meng Qingzhi could be said to have passed through all obstacles and successfully breached the thick, solid wall at the end of the tenth corridor.

Beneath the execution platform, everyone stared with utterly shocked and incredulous expressions at Ling Yuntian, who was sealed and imprisoned upon it.

"Where are we going? I don't want to go back to the magistrate's residence and make a fool of myself..." Lin Ling said with lowered head, while Ye Chen grabbed her wrist and soared into the clouds.

Ding Bu'er laughed furiously, the cold blade in his hand glowing with a chilling light as the Proud Cold Six Arts reappeared. All six forms were unleashed in succession, their blade qi sealing off the space around Kongchan and evolving into a frozen domain of blades, where endless blade energy closed in for the slaughter.

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Shentu Zhu and Puyang Jing had both come to the Ten Thousand Beasts Manor, naturally taking a general look at the spirit beasts kept there. Shentu Zhu came partly to see if the eight spirit eagles had returned to the manor after losing their master, and partly to see if there were any spirit beasts in this renowned manor that could catch his eye.

Unexpectedly, ten minutes later, Chen Mo's pace showed not the slightest flush or shortness of breath, and faintly, his speed even seemed to be increasing.

Half a minute later, two streams of warm fluid trickled down Yu Qian's nasal passages, but he did not stop on that account.