Chapter 62

"Have you completely forgotten what I said to you before?" Mu Xinan lowered his eyes, his tone heavy.

Hearing this, Mu Xiangqiao turned around, the smile still lingering on her face, only to freeze when she caught sight of Mu Xinan.

The two of them just chatted casually by the river for a while and took turns posing for pictures with the big grass carp. Li Zhimeng edited her photo before posting it on her moments, while Wang Ge sent the picture directly to his old man, bragging about it endlessly.

The boy's warm breath brushed against her neck, and his grip was so tight it felt as though he wanted to knead her to pieces, yet fearing he might genuinely hurt her, he loosened his hold slightly.

Zhang Yi's background was far more intriguing than that of the Xu siblings, and he instantly became the center of everyone's attention.

If Su Qingchen was willing to travel with him, Ye Xun would wait for his wounds to heal before setting off together; if not, Ye Xun would wait until Ah Qing's sword scabbard was finished before embarking on the journey home.

After the horns of the Eastern Camp sounded a few times, answering horns began to echo successively from the distant Gongshan tribe's stronghold.

Not long after leaving Hongyan Village, Xu Changan and Zhang Qing were blocked by several oncoming cars.

Yet, before Gu Panyan could shift her gaze toward him, he immediately tightened his facial expression, mentally recalling every single heartbreaking event from his entire life.

"Tang Sanzang, let's end this here. I hope you will not sneak into the netherworld to commit atrocities in the future. Now speak, what kind of compensation do you want?" King Pingdeng said indifferently.

"I've truly broadened my horizons today. The enemy only sent a single platoon, yet our entire company, despite holding the topographical advantage, couldn't stop them." Platoon Leader Bruce of the 1st Platoon, Vanguard Company, 1st Battalion, 30th Infantry Division participating in the exercise, walked out cursing and fuming as soon as the drill ended.

It would be better to bring Jiang Ning to Takagahara; that way, perhaps he might still have a chance of survival.

While those demons were communicating, Tang Zeng had already exchanged for a horse-chopping saber from the system. With a flip of his hand, a gleaming, cold-lit saber appeared in his grasp, and at the same time, he activated the Master of All Things skill, targeting demons of at least his own rank.

Therefore, today Lianyun City specifically kept Xiao Chen behind to join Master Zhengkong and other heroes in distributing the spoils of the Tiger Killing Gang. He, along with Xiaofeng and quite a few disciples of the Emei Sect, hurried back at full speed.

The sudden public declaration of these words by Lord Taishang Laojun immediately startled Tathagata and the rest of the Buddhist faction.

The guardian spirit of the tower struggled in an attempt to stand up. It appeared that he was still extremely weak. Supporting his weapon, a long battle-axe, with his other hand, he finally managed to rise slowly.

That man had long since lost any breath of life, yet the big fool still did not stop. His fists smashed down onto the man's head, blow after blow. Not knowing how much time had passed, the big fool finally slowly retracted his hands.

However, his cultivation realm was only at the Penetrating Spirit stage, and he had just stepped into it with his potential already exhausted, meaning he could only ever stop at this realm in the future.

While some people didn't care, others simply couldn't bear to watch—namely, the two representatives from the Shaolin Sect.

Having previously thought she could use Yu Shuxian to firmly control the Crown Prince, it now seemed the hope was slim to none, so why bother wasting effort on a futile endeavor?

Lu Zhan hurriedly placed his coat back over the back of the chair and smiled ingratiatingly, "Alright, I'll wait until the gathering ends, I won't drink anymore, I'll have juice." With that, Lu Zhan picked up the bottle of juice in front of him and shook it toward Baifeng.

"That talisman is formed entirely by our inner strength, just like a barrier—except that barriers are invisible, whereas talismans can be seen." Zimei said with a giggle to Hua Weilu, slowly opening her right hand and quietly chanting a few incantations.

"Girl, my heart aches; you must compensate me." Remembering how Nianxi had deliberately distanced herself from him and intentionally cozied up to Qin Yuetian during the day, Qin Aotian felt a constriction in his chest, as if he were suffocating.

Looking closely again, the baby, who had been crying almost to the point of fainting, was already resting in the arms of Zhou Houyuan, who had just turned back.

The hand Tang Chen placed on the steering wheel inside the car slowly tightened. Slowly lifting his chin, his eyes fixed intently on the entrance of the building ahead.

Slender and immaculate fingers drifted slowly across the couch, thick dust clinging to the tips of his fingers, yet showing not the slightest trace of aversion.

"This palace recalls that among the convicted slaves brought into the palace recently, there were quite a few mute ones. Since Her Majesty the Queen prefers peace and quiet, these mute servants will surely be to her liking." Noble Consort Shu looked expressionlessly at the elderly wet nurse, her tone devoid of any fierce emotion.

Tonight's exposure destined her to share the bridal chamber with him, but how could Gu Nianxi ever vent the lingering resentment in her heart?

Yet I could hear the remorse in his voice, and he had unreservedly dragged himself down into it as well. He even deliberately expressed that the reason he agreed to perform the surgery was because the offered price was extremely high, claiming that he had been blinded by money.

"You otherworldly dogs, why come here to destroy our peaceful homeland?!" yelled a hellish ghost in towering rage.

He and Xiuxiu were merely acquaintances who nodded to each other in greeting; thinking it over, the only plausible explanation was that Jinsha had a very close relationship with Xiuxiu.

At that moment, the painting in Fu Ruya's room flashed continuously in Xu Shuang's mind. She could recall even the tiniest detail with absolute clarity.

Xiao Li could not help looking at the Snake Lord; only the Snake Lord would know about such ancient gossip.

Li Yan had a vague feeling that the second hypothesis was much more likely, but if this was a time-frozen space, it meant the entire night would never pass. Unless he completed all the tasks within it, it would be forever impossible to get through "this late night."