Volume 1, Chapter 61: Even Ghosts Won't Be Spared

"Of course I'm suspicious. I was almost dragged away by those wild monkeys just now! And you didn't even chase after me to find me, how can I not be suspicious?" Lin Yao said deliberately.

"..."

Is this a reason? Is this normal? Or is it just the young lady's unique logic?

"If you're suspicious, I can prove it to you right now. Do you want to see?" Ye Feng said immediately.

"How will you prove it?" Lin Yao asked back strangely.

"Chen Jing, you guys step aside and give me an hour. I'll teach her how to behave, how to be a real woman!" Ye Feng smiled mischievously.

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Yao's pretty face turned scarlet in an instant.

"You big pervert! Stinky Ye Feng, I don't want to talk to you anymore!......

Xiang Hao's black hair fluttered in the wind. With a wave of his hand, a violent surge of vitality bombarded in all directions, blocking the terrifying force capable of devouring time within the ancient land.

Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that the future warrior he had triggered would now become the very thing threatening his life.

"Hey, Old Xian, can you not stand so close? Ptui." The Toad That Eats Phoenixes muttered, spitting a mouthful of saliva, a mouthful of crimson saliva.

Upon seeing a man's face, the fair maiden was instantly shocked. Who was this person? What was that door just now? Why did an aura of primeval times surge out from it?

Looking at themselves and then looking over there, the players of the Twin Dragons Guild were indeed somewhat bewildered. They had clearly arrived together, but their treatment was worlds apart and completely different, which they simply couldn't make sense of.

Just as Shen Qingzhu and Li Danyuan were both puzzled, a fiercely miserable scream suddenly rang out from behind, piercing the sky.

However, before the presiding leader could finish his sentence, he could not help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

He Bufan and the others, who went home to deliver meat, and Shi Jingtian, who went to get a change of clothes, had still not arrived. Since they hadn't arrived, Qian Xiwu and Yao Suan had no choice but to wait here.

Thus Yun Ting smiled, quietly waiting for what would come next, or rather, wondering if there would be anything that could make his smile even wider.

The farmer sitting on the front of the cart said, "Where can't you go if you're angry? Why head into the forest?" With that, he flicked his whip and shook the reins, urging the horse to pull the cart.

In Chen Yang's view, the Sea King wasn't a bad person, and had even spared his life. Most importantly, Chen Yang still felt that Melissa would not succeed.

"Alright, see you at Jingnan City First People's Hospital," Zhao Baoyu hung up the phone and flew towards Jingnan City First People's Hospital.

At that moment, Shen Chao descended from the sky, landing silently on the high wall, less than three meters away from Cecil.

"The Parthian Retreat arrow? The Alans have actually learned this fighting style." Sima Ji's pupils constricted as he recognized the tactic. The essence of this tactic lay in three points: first, attacking the enemy from a long distance; second, continuously attacking the enemy; and third, never giving the enemy a chance to counterattack.

Moreover, Ximen Qing knew that she would make a lot of money in the future, and the money in this card would only increase, so there was no need to dwell on how much she was spending now.

As soon as she finished speaking, a watermark appeared on her forehead. It turned out that Zhan Qiancheng had thrown away the shoe in his hand and tapped her forehead without even wiping his hands.

Zhao Baoyu replied with a smile. He had already placed the shadow puppet on the road he came, inside an abandoned factory, and set up a formation.

Just when he thought he had completely lost track of the Martial God's Heavenly Vein, it presented itself before him once again, effortlessly falling into his grasp.

After all, Yuan Yangzi was a long-established and renowned Martial God figure, and he had some understanding of the factions within the universe and starry sea.

Yet the difficulties he faced this time were simply too great. This young man could only offer him comfort and warmth; as for anything else, perhaps he couldn't help at all.

Qiu Linlin strolled forward in a red bridal gown with paired-bird embroidered silk draped over her shoulders, fluttering in the wind. She wore a phoenix coronet, her lips were like spring rouge, and the tassels by her ears swayed gently. She was indescribably beautiful.

"Gulp." The Thordns swallowed hard, yet they still stubbornly blocked in front of the charred rabbit—behind them stood the even more powerful Lord River God.

As for Leona—in her dream, she was violated by Zhao Xin over and over again—violated more outrageously each time.

The two grown men patted each other's shoulders, and Hu Yidao even punched Fang Zheng in the chest.

A rough voice suddenly came over, followed by Fokace and a soldier from the First Infantry Regiment appearing in everyone's view.

Mentioning this latter point, Su Xi's tone became much heavier, but it also helped Du Ling clear his head.

Today, some sea water splashed onto my face, and I felt a bit panicked, but Fitz held my hand firmly.

Then she certainly couldn't be the first to eat crab. Not giving anything was definitely out of the question, but how much to give—that required careful consideration.

Su Xi's voice was calm, entirely devoid of fear; she even leaned back slightly, as if she were sitting on her own sofa.

"Sigh... Why has the taste of both of you deteriorated lately..." Master Qin let out a soft sigh, dropped an inexplicable remark, and drifted away gracefully, leaving the crowd in disarray in the wind. Was this Master Qin here just to play the fool?

Wei Yun turned to look at顾泽宇 (Gu Zeyu), and the mad imperial concubine seized the opportunity to push her away, grabbing Gu Zeyu and shaking him frantically.

Thus, having simply tidied up, the group embarked on their return journey. Unlike the several days spent searching when they first arrived, this time they headed straight back.

Lin Taiping had already been wondering: "Why has this person become so talkative today? Who exactly are these words meant for?"

Chuntao was puzzled as to why they were looking for a cloak, but before she could ask, she was pushed out the door by Wei Yun and told to go to sleep.

"You really refuse to repent. It seems we should have cut her down too yesterday!" Li Buwan's eyes flashed, as fierce as sword light.

He didn't plan to overly mythologize the monitoring system, but rather wanted to showcase his extraordinariness bit by bit. However, if others insisted on mythologizing him, he wouldn't mind either.

Li Jiangyi picked up the wine gourd that had fallen onto the boat, tilted his head back, and took a hearty gulp, only for a single mere drop to enter his mouth. He smacked his lips, awkwardly shook the gourd, looked at the fine wine spilled all over the deck, and felt heartache beyond measure.

"It's just that I've been too busy lately and haven't had time to look for you to play. How about this, whenever you feel bored in the future, you can come find me anytime," Wei Yun said then, as if suddenly remembering.

The Bandit-scaled Demon Ape Legion swept past like a swarm of locusts crossing the border, abandoning their respective opponents one after another and following Elder Yuan to fly far away. They left resolutely, completely without hesitation, even though they had paid the price of over three thousand of their kind.

However, the alarm system hadn't gone off this time, which clearly meant no one had come looking for her. This was naturally a good thing; after all, if the alarm had triggered, she would have had to rush back in a hurry, which would have been quite exhausting.

Duan Qizheng was discussing government affairs with Zhu Cheng and Xu Jun, when suddenly a figure flew in. His personal guards instinctively stepped forward to block the intruder.

"Tingzhu, go brew tea for the three ladies of the He family. His Highness will be back shortly after the morning court session." Yunxia had just guided Yan Zhaoling and the other two to their seats, then stepped out to call someone to boil the tea.

Cui Jiu hurriedly pulled He Zhihan up, running all the way to find a nearby pavilion by the water's edge to shelter from the rain.

At Liu Yunpei's grave, the Sage picked up the incense sticks nearby, pulled out three, and lit them.