62 The Beloved

Looking at Gu Limohuo, who was in such a state of panic, Zhao Wanqing finally began to realize something. "What on earth are you planning to do at the hotel?! Gu Limohuo! What are you actually trying to do?!" Zhao Wanqing spoke with great urgency, her eyes flickering with panic.

Human nature is greedy, and greed is the source of human progress. Since this trend is unstoppable, the only thing we can do is to prolong the demise of soul beasts for as long as possible.

These two elderly individuals had already learned the daily tasks from the villagers two days before they started working. To put it bluntly, Yan Siyu and Xiang Xiaoyi just needed to stay somewhere near them.

Li Sihua was well aware of Madame Qin's temperament; she always kept her word and was utterly ruthless. Now that she knew she was of no use anymore, she supposed that Madame Qin wouldn't even bother wasting poison on her, and might simply bestow upon her a three-foot white silk to hang herself.

This came as quite a surprise to Lin Bai, seeing that Ji Fusheng looked every bit like a young master who had never lifted a finger in his life.

The man's heavy breathing sounded right beside her ear. That sound acted like a warning bell, striking chime after chime within Jinse's mind.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuxi pursed her lips in discontent. Did this man forget to brush his teeth before coming out? Nothing pleasant ever comes out of a dog's mouth.

The nearby merchants, however, were extremely eager. Ignoring the youth's reluctant gaze, they kept crowding forward to peddle their goods. On a few occasions, they pressed right up against the horses, thrusting their wares high up before Cheng Mo's eyes, startling Ji Chujiu.

Mei Helian's return to the capital must be due to the local forces being wiped out, summoning him back to continue serving as their vanguard.

"This is indeed a method, but Moxue, have you ever thought about it? Asking people to help us fight them—the people we recruit are all innocent. If anything were to happen, how could we answer to them? Besides, don't you think what we are doing is extremely selfish?" Ziyuan retorted.

In the end, Keke still nodded and agreed. Since she had already made a promise to everyone, how could she break her word and bail on them?

After Master Huaizhi assisted General Zhang Xiong in recapturing the Three Bloody Passes, he continued his eastward march. Learning that the front lines were about to reach Qinglong Lake, where the disaster was severe and even the Dragon King of Qiemo had been defeated, he came to Zhang Xiong's camp to discuss the next operational plan for slaying demons and subduing devils alongside the assembled disciples.

Aside from gathering medicinal herbs along the way, Gu Luo had indeed not encountered many attacks from fierce beasts, but this did not mean he had not faced grave dangers.

At this moment, Lin Peng and Dugu Shuqin were also sitting in the audience, watching the match between the two.

"Yes, according to your account, this kidnapping was premeditated. I suspect someone instigated this from the inside," said Milan.

Upon chatting, Guo Nianfei immediately called Taozi and asked her to come over as well. Taozi and Zeng Yonghui hit it off instantly like old friends. Having met before and hearing about Zeng Yonghui's situation, Taozi stood up in a rage; judging by her attitude, she looked as if she wished she could drag Qian Aijun over right this second.

Liu Dan suddenly understood and said, "This younger brother will go interrogate City Lord Mulu right away, and use every torture necessary to extract the true situation of Mulu City from his mouth." With that, Liu Dan cupped his fists in salute and turned to leave.

"I know!" Guo Nianfei gently placed Yi Ruoxi—who was nestled in his arms—onto a seat so she could eat. Yi Ruoxi was nine years old this year and in the fourth grade, yet she hadn't been attending school, and Yi Yi was also of age to enter junior high! After thinking it over, Guo Nianfei decided to send both of them to school; regardless of what they might do in the future, their education definitely could not be neglected.

Upon seeing Zilong, Xue Min's eyes lit up, though she did not step forward to greet him. Meanwhile, Zhao Kun walked toward Zhang Yi holding a large bouquet of roses.

"Now we believe you are qualified to be our master, but we still want to test your abilities," Luosheng Xi said with an air of mature pretentiousness.

Immediately after, a dragon tail as thick as an iron tower whipped up a violent gale, lashing toward Nie Dong, whose momentum had frozen mid-air due to the mental suppression of the dragon's might.

Yet how could he dare to slack off in this situation? He bit the tip of his tongue to force himself awake, or else frantically shook his head to jolt his mind into alertness.

"Take off your pants!" The doctor suddenly barked, startling Wu Qing, who then flusteredly and awkwardly removed his trousers.

"Back then, I used this very same move to defeat your uncle." Xun Ze checked his memories and recalled that in the melodramatic plot dumped into his head by Damao, there was a sequence where he went to the headquarters of the Fencing Association, fought a gauntlet against the Seven Saints, and ultimately passed the test to become the honorary president of the association.

As the tip of the sword was unsheathed by a mere half-inch, the left side revealed a setting sun with scorching brilliant rays, while the right side displayed a hanging moon with silver light like water. The sword tassel swayed by an inch and three-tenths, cascading down myriad rivers of stars like swirling primordial chaos, silently blanketing the entire celestial palace without a visible boundary in sight.

Her special abilities fascinated Qin Ming, who was eager to find out what kind of innate divine spirit beast Hu Jiujing truly was.

In fact, the Earth at the starting point was already reduced to such ruins that there was little point for the traitors to linger here.

Furthermore, Zhang Jiayong was taking a gamble—betting that the masterminds of this criminal syndicate would choose the South Pier. They might think that the most dangerous place is the safest place; since the police had already been there, ordinary people would never choose to conduct illegal activities in such a spot. They would go against conventional wisdom and intentionally come here.

After persisting for a few more minutes, Zhou Beibei gave up even struggling and straightforwardly typed "gg," realizing that if she kept playing, the opponent might soon defeat her simply through basic attacks without even needing to cast any skills.

Du Zhihan would dare wager her own head on the block that Qian—who prided herself on being "meticulous in every calculation" and never deigned to pay attention to the young ladies of the Marquis's estate—would definitely overlook this detail.