Chapter 60: More Despairing Than Despair
Lowering her gaze, Xia Huanjiao saw all the disciples sitting cross-legged on the ground, entering a state of meditation.
In the sky, lightning had gathered to such a dense, inky blackness that it felt as if it could strike someone down at any moment if they let their guard down even slightly.
Unlike previous heavenly tribulations, this one was unmistakably aimed at taking lives.
Yet the disciples of the Sword Sect remained unfazed. They erected a barrier together, covering and protecting one another.
This was a sight never before seen in the Sword Sect.
If there was anyone the fox feared most in this lifetime, it was undoubtedly Lei Jun. Her feelings for him were a mixture of deep fear and affection; he was the only one capable of keeping her subdued. At this moment, the fox looked just like a thoroughly suppressed creature.
"Is this Tan Lang's hospital room? I'm in this line of work," Wu Yun said politely, before presenting his press credentials right before the man's eyes.
At the same time, she pulled out a tissue to wipe her tear-filled eyes, smiling somewhat sheepishly at Cheng Feifan and Yu Na.
Why had he lied to her, claiming that Nuanuan had fallen ill and died? And why was her paternal cousin-aunt serving as Qingwan's shadow guard?
Miao Jiang's neck was gripped tightly, leaving him struggling for breath. Lacking even the strength to speak, he could only manage a muffled groan through his nose.
Song Ruyu pondered for a moment and said bluntly, "You're afraid your sister-in-law will be displeased if you go back." Since ancient times, discord between sisters-in-law had been common, especially in poorer families. Since Hongying's sister-in-law had once been able to make the decision to sell her off, there was no guarantee it wouldn't happen a second time upon her return.
Once the novelty wore off, the ape spirit also felt a bit weary. After all, having traveled day and night for half a month, his mind was somewhat exhausted, so he decided to find an inn to stay in for a while.
The moment Xu Tian finished speaking, he grabbed the middle-aged man's hand and gave it a violent jerk, instantly causing the man's body to sag sideways.
However, had the people of Laiyu truly forgotten? One only had to look at how no one ever dared to pursue accountability whenever Ye Muqing from the Ye family stirred up trouble alongside the old blacksmith's son from Taoyuan to know the answer.
"Are you sure?" Zhang Yao countered, glancing at Qin Yumeng and the others before turning his head to pursue the rest.
Insisted upon by Liu Tiezhu and Tian Erniu, the wedding ultimately used the 998 package. Zhang Yao was roped in to help out, yet far from holding any resentment, he was rather excited—after all, when else would he get the chance to drive a BMW?
It was already common knowledge that goods in Hong Kong were cheaper than on the mainland, and its reputation as a shoppers' paradise had long spread far and wide. Almost anyone visiting Hong Kong would be asked by friends and family to purchase items on their behalf; this had become completely routine. Because it was so routine, Liu Hongtao had failed to notice anything amiss.
The sudden appearance of the Qilin caused Xu Bai's urge for revenge to instantly cool down. Anyone capable of possessing a sacred Qilin beast must possess an extraordinary status, for he knew very well that unless one's background was earth-shattering, who would dare keep a sacred Qilin as a pet?
"Oh, my goodness..." Chen Yafei gasped as she looked at Chu Han, who was currently delivering a stern lecture right before her eyes, her mind instantly going blank.
After a dozen axe blows, the wolf was completely dead, and Ma Yue was utterly exhausted, feeling as though he were not far from death himself. Blood from both man and wolf covered the ground, while the large yellow dog also bled from a bite wound on its leg.
Unbothered by the stares and whispered discussions of others, he rested his hand lightly and gracefully around Mu Xiaojing's waist, replying with a clever smile.
Astrology, much like the Stars Refining Art, was an ancient art that could only be comprehended intuitively rather than put into words; it allowed one to deduce various matters based on the movement of the stars.
Gao Zishan swallowed the food in her mouth and said, "If we're curious about anything, we can just ask Fourth. Talking about people behind their backs here isn't very nice if Fourth happens to hear it." Gao Zishan's family background was not particularly well-off, with younger siblings still in school, but she possessed high emotional intelligence and handled everything with great propriety.
The moment Shui Ningyan started speaking, words poured out of her in a rapid clatter like popping beans. At first, Situ Shaogong was taken aback, but a moment later, as if realizing something, the corners of his lips curved into a charming, wicked smile.