Volume 1, Chapter 48: Throw Them Out

These words struck Xiao Ying like a bolt from the blue!

"How can you say that! At least we have..."

She almost blurted out that Su Mingyue was his daughter.

Wang Youquan adopted the attitude of a bare-footed person having nothing to fear from someone wearing shoes, and walked outside. Anyway, things had already reached this state; everyone knew he had soiled his trousers. In his mind, the most important thing now was to win his wife's forgiveness.

As long as he kowtowed, admitted his wrongdoing, and relied on the care he had provided over all these years, Mo Peipei would definitely forgive him. That way, when the Mo family came to settle accounts, she could even intercede on his behalf!

Su Jinxia waited until he stepped out of the front door before raising her leg and kicking him straight back to the entrance of his own house.

This action shocked the onlookers...

Even now, the Luwu divine beast still felt a lingering sense of anxiety in its heart, continuously circulating its spiritual consciousness. However, the storage pouch possessed its own independent space, making it very difficult to extend its spiritual consciousness outward. Even so, the Luwu divine beast remained constantly on guard at the mouth of the storage pouch, terrified that the Luwu Divine Emperor might suddenly channel divine consciousness inside.

Ye Qiu paid no more attention to Su Luolu, while Su Luolu was lost in her own thoughts. Su Luolu did not know whether she should feel happy or unhappy right now.

After hesitating for a long time, I slowly opened the bundle and kept looking at the sword she used to wear, which turned out to be called the Frost-Condensing Sword.

To avoid damaging the items in the hall, the showdown between Ye Zihexuan and Ah Biao was arranged directly on the martial arts arena of the General's Estate.

He had never expected that a Western master painter could create such popular oil paintings, but he was even more astonished to find that Ye Qiu, an Easterner, possessed such extraordinarily high talent and skill in the art of oil painting.

Moreover, ever since that incident, she had never encountered any other dangerous situations, so her parents had not arranged any bodyguards for her thereafter.

He stopped in his tracks, carefully observed the surrounding environment, and discovered to his surprise that he was walking in circles in the very same spot.

Are you kidding me? Something that could command such high regard from the God of Killing, Bai Qi, and for which the Vertical Pupil would not hesitate to traverse time and space to search—could that possibly be an ordinary object?

And those against-the-heavens demon statues happened to be positioned right in the path of the shockwave. As the shockwave arrived, these demon statues vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye, directly gasified by this formidable energy.

Lin Feng sighed with emotion, noting that this was also his first time witnessing such immense energy. The God race truly stood at the pinnacle of the pyramid, and the energy they condensed was genuinely awe-inspiring.

Having received his reward, Tang Aijun wagged his tail even more enthusiastically, savoring the biscuit with great relish. It felt better than any biscuit he had ever eaten before—a sense of unprecedented fulfillment completely warming his heart.

Lianran pursued the target to the collapsed site of Peak Number One, looking down from above at Li Zhengdao at the foot of the mountain, his tone laden with deep hatred and anger.

"Sprained your ankle?" His low, resonant voice sounded right beside Qin Lina's ear, and she bit her lip and nodded.

Bai Miaozhen was dressed in a long purple gown, her hair as white as snow, her pretty peach-blossom eyes rippling with autumn-water-like waves, and her gentle oval face looking amiable and approachable, fully displaying the demeanor of a young lady from a prestigious family.

More importantly, Liu Ye had directly swallowed two of the ghosts who had been bold enough to try and make a move against her right in front of the others.

The moment she saw Liu Meimei last time, a voice deep within her heart had declared that she must marry her—that she was meant to be his wife.

Ying Wuxin was somewhat stunned. The Mingguang Messenger's question was obviously problematic, carrying a hint of nervous and panicked cover-up. But what on earth was he panicking about?

On the train, Zhao Hui and Li Jianguo both had upper berths. Unwilling to go up and rest just yet, they sat on the seats by the window, watching the scenery outside.

The middle-aged man was startled; this letter bypassed numerous procedures and went straight to the Papal Hall. Not daring to delay, he immediately prepared to depart.

The most crucial thing was that just a moment ago, the opponent had used some unknown, eerie ability, sending a streak of dark red blood-light directly into her wound, which instantly rendered her completely immobile.

"Bang!" With a loud crash, the crowd gasped in astonishment as they watched that half-moon directly embed itself into the character for "Dao," yet it could not sever it no matter what.

"You still want to use footwork techniques to evade my Crescent Moon Slash? Haha, what sheer wishful thinking." The black-robed man instantly saw through Su Yi's intention and burst into loud laughter.

"I do." Dumeng brought her index and middle fingers together, placing them between her eyebrows, and watched as a cyan halo formed at her fingertips. This halo drifted slowly toward Liansheng. Liansheng knew that Dumeng was using her magical power to condense all the chants and hand seals regarding the Five Elements Escape Technique from her mind into a single mass.

Subsequently, Ayana drew her own dagger and thrust it straight at Fede's chest. Following a dull "thud," Fede's black plate armor remained completely unaffected, while the dagger in Ayana's hand simply bounced off the metal.

However, it now appeared that someone had reached into the Ye family, intending to use them to interfere with him.

The scattered zombies were not numerous, and the moment they approached the formation, their heads were cleanly severed. With squad leaders and Captain Yang on the left and right, Chen Li and Chen 군 in the center, Sun Han and Wang Chun in the rear, and three mutants including Maodou in the middle, they handled the situation with ease.

"I'm neither thirsty nor hungry. Let go of me first." Her sleeve was twisted out of shape, and Jian Ya was startled.

Liansheng completely unfolded the bear skin, inspecting it inside and out with his penetrating gaze. The so-called lingering soul had long since vanished without a trace. After a brief calculation, he roughly deduced the truth: the entity he had fought was merely a pelt belonging to Dangun. Had he faced the genuine Dangun, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Therefore, even when facing three knights who had abandoned their country to join a mercenary group, Selina showed not the slightest trace of fear. On the contrary, her sharp, aggressive swordplay forced her opponents into an immediate retreat, knocking their weapons straight to the ground.

That was an area no living creature could enter, because in an instant, arrows fell upon every single inch of ground there. Hundred-pound boulders blanketed the ground within five hundred meters in front of the city wall like a carpet, and yet the subsequent attacks still showed no sign of stopping.

Silently placing those slips of paper back into the box just as they were and returning it to its original spot, she gazed quietly at the box for a long while before suddenly realizing that there was nothing left to be nervous or afraid of here.

Knowing that physical attacks from the Purple Moon Fangtian Halberd were completely ineffective within the formation, Changkong Xingyu shifted his intent, causing the Star Dragon to transform into a towering web of Luotian. Channeling his inner breath, he infused the web with the internal energy of the Samadhi True Fire and the aura of the Tiangang Thunder Clouds. The web's threads scattered brilliant crimson sparks as they danced wildly in disorder, with the violent fury of thunder surging along the strings.

Chen Yang's palm pressed down upon the core of the "fist," pushing his physical strength to the absolute limit. Unleashing the fourth stage of body-tempering technique: Divine Power Infusion, he immediately followed up with the third stage: Monarch.

This apparatus was not overly complex, and with the fully equipped laboratory, by the afternoon they had basically concluded that the device was extremely stable and safe, with no need to worry about other unexpected accidents.

After leaving the city and walking for a long time, pedestrians gradually grew sparse and scattered. Murong Lingfeng leaped onto his horse, preparing to continue his journey on horseback.

"I..." Seeing Tang Wanting's expression suddenly change, Tang Jing was somewhat baffled. Although he knew it probably had to do with him, he had no idea where he had gone wrong again. He wanted to ask, but had no idea how to phrase it, swallowing the words back down as they reached his lips.

"Grand Marshal, do not panic. I deduced this from the commercial trade of the imperial dynasty. Moreover, the dynasty's formal preparation of troops to suppress us likely commenced when the City Lord took over from Grand Marshal Jiemeng. As the saying goes, every worldly mystery has its own method of inquiry; there's no need to be alarmed," Tao Zhu said calmly.