Volume 1, Chapter 62: The Might of the Ancient Witch Blood Cauldron

However, when it came to marriage, it was a matter concerning two families, which naturally involved a rather wide range of issues. Bai Xueran also knew very well that she shouldn't ask too much.

The few of them also knew that everything in the Dongli Kingdom was too incredible; if they hadn't experienced it firsthand, no one would believe it. And that ordeal was indeed just like a nightmare. No one would ever bring up such a nightmare.

The Emperor of Shiyang's complexion turned somewhat pale and grayish. He hadn't expected that at the most crucial moment, his ministers would all remain mute like wooden blocks, failing to utter a single word. It was truly disheartening.

A-Si and A-Shen came back carrying two food boxes. Everyone stopped talking and silently began to eat.

I can only search for resilient souls across various realms, make them the masters of those worlds, and gather the fortune of heaven and earth to nourish and heal myself, hoping that I can eventually break through that seal.

"He just can't bring himself to say it..." Feng Qihuang cast a sympathetic glance at Cai Huazhe, thinking to herself: *Serving you right for looking for trouble when you had none. Now do you realize what kind of mess you've provoked?*

"Such dashing lightness kung fu. I wonder which master taught it," Nangong Lingyue praised from the side.

Xiao Tuo and Xiao Ning were bare-chested, with their trouser legs rolled up just like their younger brothers, and their hair was still wet.

A rabbit was lying nearby, nibbling on some greens, and began to tremble in fright upon hearing Nangong Lingyue's remark.

"I am Ouyang Li. My aunt married your father. By seniority, you should call me elder female cousin!" Ouyang Li said.

The beautiful woman finished singing a ballad of the hundred flowers in a soft, low voice. Having learned almost everything he wanted to know, Mu Sheng paid the spiritual stones, left the Wuyue Music House, and returned to the inn.

"No wonder there was a gap period in the appearance of the coffins inside the cave. Calculated by time, after the construction of the Snake God's Palace was completed, the cave was sealed off as well. But why would the Great Ghost Lord make such a decision?" I muttered to myself thoughtfully.

"I am accustomed to walking this path, and fierce birds and beasts are rare here. Fellow Daoist, you may rest assured," Yuan Zhang explained.

Wolf Head! The Wolf Head those people in the hospital referred to was Huang Fei. Since they called Huang Fei the Wolf Head, they must be members of the Blood Wolves.

Seeing so many magical treasures before him all at once, Mu Xian felt dazzled for a moment. He felt that every single one of them was extraordinary and useful, leaving him completely at a loss as to where to begin choosing.

I gave a signal to Che Jianguo and went aside to answer the phone. After all, I needed to make sure whether Liu Xueshan had any emergency surgeries scheduled for tonight.

Helian Tao ignored the implication of his words. Only then did he cast his gaze toward Li Shuci, who was standing quietly in the corner.

The head eunuch did not expect Nangong Yuhuan to pull such a move. Uttering a cry of surprise, he blocked with his other hand, both hands forming eagle claws as if intending to seize Nangong Yuhuan's magical treasure directly.

From the initial frantic obstruction and interception to the subsequent smoothness and speed, the result was utterly unexpected.

The vanguard general pointed at Wu Tian, and the broadsword in his hand instantly erupted with a fierce aura. Almost instantly, a violent blade Qi reached right in front of Wu Tian, its overwhelming momentum making even the earth tremble.

However, both sides had made the same decision, which was to dispatch elite teams into the opponent's controlled territory. On one hand, they would gather intelligence; on the other, they would harass and assassinate, weakening the enemy's strength.

In an instant, a majestic pressure was released from the surface of his body, accompanied by countless dark green demonic auras that enveloped his entire body.

Having tortured him for so long, Ye Feng naturally showed no courtesy to this thing whatsoever. With a wave of his right hand, a ball of purplish-red flame appeared in his palm.

"Heavenly Patterns! You actually mastered Heavenly Patterns, how is this possible!!" After all, the Thunder God was a star-tier powerhouse ranked ninth on the Heavenly Ranking, and he seemed to have some understanding of realms beyond the star-tier.

Hearing this inside the room while pondering Dong Chou's afterlife affairs and the relations among Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and others, Changtian merely raised his eyelids slightly and paid it no more mind.

"Brother, let me remind you, the Hengduan Mountains are extremely perilous. Although I admire your determination to participate in this sect grand competition despite your shattered dantian, entering there is truly dangerous, and you might lose your life!" Niu Wuji shook his head and kindly warned.

Uniform and synchronized, as if heaven and earth were roaring, a large group of people from the Black and White Star bowed respectfully in unison.

"Strong, much stronger than me. Even after absorbing the power from you and the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path recently, I can still only fight him to a standstill in his normal state. You must know that his hidden cards are far more numerous than you think!" The masked man sat up and said in a deep voice.

With a ding-dong sound, Ye Shengbei's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that Madam Ye had sent numerous text messages.

"Are you mocking me?" As someone who could barely be considered an anime enthusiast, Watanabe Toru understood the reference to the universe in the palm.

The indoor space, where the burning of scented incense had now been replaced by the lingering, subtle fragrance of fruits, remained shrouded by heavy curtains on all sides even though the sun was already high in the sky.

And if one couldn't even endure a hundred thousand volts from time to time, what kind of Pokémon Trainer would they even be?

Just as the screams subsided slightly, Jingliu thrust her blade into Dr. Miyano's other shoulder, followed by both of his hands, and then both of his feet.