Chapter 42: Naughty

Wu Jian was somewhat speechless, all the while wondering why the Young Marshal and the others hadn’t arrived yet. By rights, they should have completed their plan by now.

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly found himself unable to move.

Li Hong could only say, “Take care, and may you succeed in forming your nascent soul.” He passed by Chu Xi, and a familiar Forget-Worry Butterfly gently floated into his nose, then settled deep in his heart.

“Got it. Let’s leave Faxi City. I still have one more thing to accomplish!” Ye Han suddenly remembered his lifesavers, the father and son Mark. He had once promised them to reclaim the lost city.

Duor pondered quietly. Just now, when he thought that Li Hongji had deceived him to let him go, a subtle joy surged within. Could it be that his subconscious truly dared not face reality? What a vivid metaphor! He sighed inwardly that just the two characters “Li Hongji” perfectly expressed the fleeting thoughts in his mind. He really was somewhat afraid to confront the truth.

Fumbling with a hidden weapon in his hand, Ming Ye casually threw it toward a tree ahead. The silver gleam flashed, instantly piercing through the trunk and emerging from the other side. With a flick of his palm, the weapon curved back, flying toward him again.

When Liu Ruoxue finished preparing breakfast, Chu Nan sat beside her, chatting. He spoke again about the situation in Liu Family Village. Naturally, Liu Ruoxue never expected the place to be so impoverished. Upon hearing about the dangers of blasting rock, she felt genuine concern for the villagers who had endured it.

After a brief rest, Gu Yan set off back toward the sect. Because of the Dark Lord, Gu Yan had no intention of returning to Qianjue Mountain for now. Fortunately, the forbidden artifact had been buried underground, so there was no need to worry about its discovery.

Perhaps more accurately, it was not a person, but an image resembling a human body. The image, like the voice, was ethereal and intangible, as if they were not in the same space.

She was about to take it when Yu Yiran approached, placing the Right Blade into Xiao Lianyou’s hand and gently supporting her as they slowly walked back.

“Thank you,” Tai Yan said shyly now, softly expressing her gratitude as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Seeing this, Zou Dui finally understood why Hei Yan appeared so battered and why he bore so many wounds.

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Jin Zhe furrowed his brows. Not to mention the disaster caused by the Ancestral Plague, any calamity-level outbreak battlefield was bound to become contaminated.

“This guy always does this,” Kim Jong-kook said, utterly speechless. “Whenever a guest comes to our show, he acts as if they’re old friends.”

Before the competition began, for inspiration and a creative environment, Leng Aofeng arranged a new home for Jing Jiaren—a ranch full of rustic charm.

Hearing this, Duan Yu didn’t dare delay. He placed his hand on the stone tablet and immediately sensed a stream of unfamiliar information flooding his mind.

After being flung away by inertia, Xiao Lianyou did not respond at once. She tumbled several times on the ground before finally stopping.

As expected, Liu Cang and Wu Haoran took the top two spots, earning two of the three direct admission places to the Outer Gate of the Iron Sword Sect. The third spot was surprisingly claimed by the rapidly rising Zou Dui.

Glancing at the city gate, Mo Qingchen smiled faintly. At last, he could leave this cursed place.

On the day the notice was posted, Niupida and Shaobing happened to see it. To swindle some money, Niupida disguised himself as a feng shui exorcist and went to the residence of County Magistrate Luo.

Everyone returned the greetings in turn. Han Mingjing ordered them all sent back. Yet, as they left, their gazes toward him were filled with various emotions—none of which were anger, resentment, or rage. Instead, there was an indescribable meaning.

Sister Gui was speaking the usual words of Wanpan Lian Zhenyun. Knowing Lian Zhenyun’s temper, she dared not argue. Quickly wiping away her tears, she smiled, poured wine, and seeing the three shimmering silks and two golden hairpins presented by Lian Dahe, she became even more coquettish and flattering, begging for the fragrant tea and osmanthus cakes tucked in Lian Zhenyun’s silver heart-shaped belt pouch.

Finally, the movie ended. The incomparable beauty played by Xu Shu and her lover evaded their pursuers and returned to their homeland. They withdrew to the mountains, living a secluded yet blissful and sweet life.

With a sweep of his nascent soul sleeve, the entire sleeve swelled without wind, instantly transforming into a bottomless pocket that absorbed all the blue light.

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But on second thought, such a rule made sense—it was to prevent someone from deliberately staging a martyrdom to kill another.

Though I’ve seen all this, I no longer care. I just want to wait my turn, go in, apologize, then take my severance and leave as soon as possible. With that time, I might as well start looking for a new job earlier.

Wang Kai sneered grimly, his feet floating in midair as he summoned the golden Binding King Rope with a flick, smiling slyly as he stared at her.

It was Zhou Rui speaking. He had just gone to the Lower Realm for reconnaissance. The Northern Wilderness was in turmoil, with the beast clans launching massive attacks on towns there. After a moment’s thought, Tian Jing replied.

Jiang Xinyao and the others remained silent, quietly digesting Meng Luo’s recent tactical explanation.

Chen Xi piloted a fighter jet, the gun muzzle at its front continuously spraying a stream of bullets like a line, while the bombs from the bomb bay furiously rained down ahead.

The group had come to the wilderness because of a bet between Li Guangzhi and Han Xiao. The two stood facing each other; although roughly the same age, their strength surpassed that of adults. Thus, their fight was unpredictable. Lin Feng squinted, suddenly kicking aside a pile of weeds beneath his feet.

Wang Kai shrugged, his expression playful with a sly grin, then activated his mental command to close the system interface.

“Didn’t you see the outer space has already been surrounded by the Blood Moon warship? I’ve received numerous distress signals. Almost all of the first batch of escape ships were wiped out!” the first mate shouted in despair.

Mu Ningyou had been watching closely. Though she lacked martial skills, she could still see that Leng Yi was currently at a disadvantage.