Chapter 153: Yifei, Found the Reason Why You Can't Find a Boyfriend

The resentment vanished, the piercing screams faded, and Kun City fell into an extreme silence—a silence that represented death.

"Right, the bow of Crimson Rainbow. I've learned a bit of archery over the past couple of days, so I happened to have it with me." Anna smoothly tossed the bow in her hand toward Tiefeng.

Isn't the best way to ensure his safety to lock him inside the Longevity Ferry? There is no safer place than this.

Fortunately, Lina was held back by Nanase, preventing her from crashing hard against the ground.

Regardless of how much distrust the team had toward him before, after this match, he had become a crucial member of the squad.

However, this song, which brought knowing smiles and helped relieve the tension of daily life, did not change Muran's mood.

Following the descent of the Great Cataclysm, the entire world entered the era of High-Magic Wizards. Here, battle qi, martial arts, inner strength, and physical bones collided and integrated with the traditional martial arts of the Yanhuang and Huaxia nations, gradually developing a certain philosophical charm of the Dao.

It could be described as freedom to the absolute extreme. This completely laissez-faire freedom was also one of the factors behind the continuous prosperity of the Merchant Alliance and the City of Gold.

"Hey, Mo, let's use that move." Yuan Su ran toward the front court, saying as he passed by Williams.

After hearing him out, Tiefeng felt a lingering fear, yet not a shred of dread. His lingering fear stemmed from realizing how many twists and turns actually lay behind this trial.

The candlelight flickered slightly, reflecting on Feng Yanheng's calm face, yet Gu Jingyue suddenly thought of what happened earlier that morning, her heart inexplicably feeling a trace of guilt.

Mo Fan suddenly grasped Xu Nianyi's delicate hand without a word, yet his gaze revealed a trace of firm determination. From this moment on, Mo Fan no longer cared about so much.

Finding medicinal herbs was not a difficult task; the real difficulty lay in the aspect of consumption. With no tools at hand, it was somewhat challenging to catch those wild chickens and hares.

The Yan family's sons had not been reprimanded in public by Old Man Yan for many years, and their complexions did not look good. However, seeing their biological father enraged, they had no choice but to pull back their raised hands.

The reappearance of the Demon Lord meant that the seal was weakening and the Demon Lord was communicating with his subordinates. This was a major event for the Three Realms, yet this old fellow had only mentioned it now.

Although the previous injuries were not deep enough to damage his bones and muscles, they were not as optimistic as they appeared on the surface. The lighter ones were flesh wounds, many of which had already healed under the flushing of Mo Fan's massive vitality; the slightly slower ones would basically recover by today as well, but there was still one wound that gave Mo Fan a massive headache.

Finally, she grabbed Ning Bi, who had just visited the outhouse seven or eight times, seized her wrist to force her hand up, and then released spiritual energy with her other free hand.

When pressing his palm against Qin Jiu's, Lu Yu suddenly remembered that his own hands were covered in calluses and scars, and he couldn't help but curl his fingers, wanting to pull back.

Cultivating to this day, apart from that mysterious and terrifying ancient bronze hall and the dark universe, this Myriad Realms Mountain was definitely the most soul-shaking entity to Chu Tianqing.

As the night grew deeper, the crickets in the vegetable garden outside began to emit crisp, tender chirps. The insects at this time were not yet at their most annoying, and Yan Qingzhi slowly drifted to sleep amidst such sounds.

Following a shout, a fierce gale suddenly swept across the desert, stirring up billowing dust and sand.

In fact, she could also see that Shangguan Fei desperately wanted to achieve a good result in this competition. Precisely because of this, she even more so did not want Shangguan Fei to miss this golden opportunity just because he was helping her.

But to just let go of everything like that? How could his previously lost face be accounted for? He was truly terrified.

Yet it had only been a few decades since the Merit Golden Lotus was stolen. Although disguised, taking it out at this time was bound to draw attention.

These echoes reverberated through the mountain forest, but unfortunately, there was no response from beneath the cliff, save for the howling north wind.

A figure not seen for a long time emerged from his memory, and the graceful silhouette and words near the city gates of Kyoto remained vivid in his mind.

Baili Wuchen only then caught sight of Chunyujingtian. He had never met this man, whose fame rivaled that of his master. In the past, martial arts tournaments were always contested by disciples, and moreover, people from the two great sacred realms loved to put on airs; every disciple's face was either masked or veiled, and no one knew what anyone looked like.

Silks went without saying, but the varieties and specifications of this batch of silks were quite mixed. Judging by Zhu Da's discerning eye, he could distinguish products coming from Luzhou in Shanxi, Henan, and Jiangnan. Selling them to the grasslands would yield exorbitant profits, though the exact returns varied depending on the type.

Clearly, her previous conjecture was also correct: Baili Wuyou treated her with such disdain precisely because Wuchen was injured. He believed that Wuchen's injury was caused by her.

The seven of them each found a spot, sitting quietly in the empty secret chamber, crossing their legs and gathering their breath to begin analyzing the poison within their bodies.

"You mean the Empress intends to have the Seventh Prince marry Lady Chongying?" The Third Emperor's voice was slow and cold.

None of the Hall Masters could accept this cruel reality. How much they had endured to seize the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum, and how many disciples they had sacrificed in vain, all just to give themselves a chance to ascend to the pinnacle of the Middle Three Realms!

Bu Fan spoke out directly. Although he was bickering intensely with the little ghost, he hadn't missed what was being said over there, and directly cursed out loud.

Yan Buzheng's expression grew increasingly awkward. He uncomfortably cleared his throat and said, "You lot didn't even recognize me just because I shaved off my beard; you truly deserve a beating!" As he spoke, he even reached out to touch his chin, the smooth sensation still feeling a bit unfamiliar to him.

"Hold me tight." Without another word, Zongzheng Baili used his lightness skill and flew toward the teahouse carrying Qian Jiyao.

However, thinking of Madam Tao's icy gaze and the cold treatment at today's gathering, Tao Yingxuan bit her lip hard, forcing herself to sober up from the sweetness.