Volume 1, Chapter 41: Xie Yiche Has Arrived

"A-Anyway, you are Xiao Ye! There is absolutely no mistake about that!" Ning Han bit her lower lip, staring fiercely at Wang Mo as if she wanted to tear him apart alive.

The people who had been meditating opened their eyes the moment the spirit crane slowed its pace, and in the next second, hearing Yuying's voice reach them, their gazes followed in that direction.

The fragrance here was very strong. Even through the handkerchief, I could faintly smell wave after wave of intense scent, so I quickly squatted down and hoisted Dongfang Liang onto my shoulder.

The worker was not foolish either; he immediately grabbed a large size to go look outside, but before he even reached the doorway, the front door was slammed shut by a sudden gust of wind.

Therefore, I also had to find the Dragon Mother Mountain Crow. I packed up everything and examined my entire outfit. At this point, there was not a shred of the foreigner left in my appearance; I looked completely like a local aborigine, a local village husband.

Thus, although she still sported a pair of panda eyes today, having made up her mind, her spirits were much better than yesterday's.

However, right where Yuying had been sitting just a moment before, the instant she stood up, dozens of icy trees crashed into each other with a crisp sound like shattering glass.

"Junior Brother, you mustn't! Your physical form will be exposed," a disciple of the Corpse Burial Valley anxiously called out in warning.

Whether it was body cultivation or spiritual cultivation, spiritual springs were of vital importance. After a month of nourishing, he felt that his spiritual spring was beginning to emit a radiant glow, and his progress was astonishing.

Su Gousheng smiled. Then, fixing his eyes on the direction leading back to the village, he closed them tightly and began walking toward the village.

"Yes, unni," the trace of wild energy that had been painstakingly mustered was shattered by this flat-ground tumble.

Not far away, another patrolling sailor glanced over in this direction. Finding nothing unusual, he turned back and headed toward the stern to relieve himself, completely unaware that a ghost had arrived within one meter behind him. Yang Feng extended his right-hand energy blade, and in an instant, the man's head tumbled off as his corpse plummeted into the ocean.

"Of course I can. If I comprehend the sword intent seed, my strength will increase by at least forty percent," Liu Yanchen said.

"Swish!" With the falling arc of the blade, Ouyang Huo's head drifted downward, and the eyes of everyone present suddenly darkened.

Jiang Ning did not step off the flying carpet. Controlled by the elves, the flying carpet continued forward, gliding over the long corridor, and stopped right in front of an altar.

He led twenty thousand Jin soldiers, only to be swarmed and beaten by six thousand elite troops from the remaining three armies of the Imperial Camp, along with thirty thousand Song soldiers under Sun Zhaoyuan's commander Wang Yan and the Zhai brothers—a total of ninety thousand Song soldiers.

"Let me ask you another question. Do you know that Zaun is about to declare war on Piltover?" Wu Cheng asked.

"Of course they won't be able to hold back any longer," Yuan Xi smiled, her gaze distant and full of meaning.

As she walked toward the crowd, the swirling mists dissipated bit by bit, vanishing as abruptly as they had arrived.

Around the twentieth century BC, Canaanites of Semitic origin settled along the coast and plains of Palestine. In the thirteenth century BC, the Philistines established a state along the coast, and towards the end, various Hebrew tribes began to migrate and settle there.

Lin Buxuan found Su Ruoruo's proud and aloof appearance heart-meltingly adorable. Clearly worried sick inside, she was still putting on a casual front, shattering the sage state he had only just achieved.

For if the Earth-Shattering Bear bloodline could only undergo soul fusion during an earthquake, then even with its aptitude, advancing from the Soul Fusion Realm to the Spirit Aperture Realm would take God knows how many years.

"Prince Tsuzuki is of imperial blood and cannot serve as the high priest. Among those present, who else could?" The head of the Taira clan argued loudly, as if deeply insulted.

Taking roles, filming, commercial endorsements, guest appearances on shows, and the like—even two days off had been squeezed out with great difficulty.

Ōtsutsuki Kaguya sensed Chi Hanfeng's shock and took the initiative to describe the appearance of the monster on the field to him.

Hyuga Hiashi completely avoided mentioning the "Flying Thunder God Technique," maintaining the aloof posture of an elder.

"Uncle Horse-Face, I'm sorry, but I cannot let everyone be toyed with by him." The cyan surge of energy around Yu Qingsuo became volatile and fierce, like oil splashed with water.

It was right around then that her child with that faithless man was born—twin boys. She was overjoyed; she finally had blood relatives of her very own.

After everyone vanished from sight, Chen Feng instructed Li Minghua to help carry Chairman Liang's body to the People's Hospital. Uncle Li stopped them, telling Chen Feng that he and Li Minghua would escort Chairman Liang to the hospital while Chen Feng stayed behind to properly comfort Liang Rujing.

The Fourth Princess Consort offered a few perfunctory refusals before finally taking her seat on Yinzhen's right side. While attending to the two brothers' meal, she brought up the matter of making formal greetings.

Sure enough, his conjecture aligned with my thoughts. This matter was definitely not simple; if everything were brought to light, who knew what kind of tempest it would stir up? A tempest would still be manageable; what I feared most was perishing and turning into a wisp of grievance-laden soul before even managing to see the Son of Heaven and reveal my identity.

Just as the two of them turned around, they suddenly heard a commotion behind them. A group of men in black, leaping out from nowhere and brandishing glittering swords and sabers, charged straight toward Mr. Mu and Xi Niang. The accompanying attendants immediately stepped forward to confront them, while the majority remained on Xiangxiang's side, hesitating whether to charge into the fray or continue protecting Xiangxiang.

Imperial Noble Consort Rong glanced briefly at the Fucha clan, then looked more closely at Yixiu, leaving behind only an ambiguous smile before turning her head to converse with Noble Lady Bu.

My friend refused to give up, so he went to the Spirit Pig clan in the Eastern Sheng Divine Continent, the Elephant Pig clan in the Western Niu Continent, and the Sea Pig clan in the Northern Sea waters, but the results were all the same.