Chapter 161

The daylight faded away, and night fell.

On the lawn beside a small river in the suburbs, a person suddenly appeared.

"Really had me searching hard." Su Qing stepped on the grass, looking at the house a hundred meters away, feeling somewhat speechless.

In the afternoon, after meeting Alice at the nursing home and promising to help her bring her granddaughter to see her, Su Qing immediately went to find Alice's granddaughter Sara according to the address Alice gave.

But upon arriving at the destination, he found the house empty, and asked around nearby

Qin Tian gave a hehe laugh; although what Lin Qingxue said was true, and even that time he had embraced Lin Qingxue, who had been poisoned by an affection toxin, into the washroom and enjoyed some pleasure, he would never admit to himself that he had teased Lin Qingxue that time.

Listening to the disciples chattering among themselves, Huang Junhao's icy gaze fixed firmly on Wang Ying, watching him step by step approach the Grand Mystery Sword, feeling extremely uneasy.

He grasped her soft hand and pressed it tightly against his chest; Ye Feiyang hastily pulled his hand back, turning his face to the side.

Qin Tian shot out a burst of gang qi, which the telephone exploded from a distance, also frightening Xiao Hongxing into a big jump.

He was only two steps away from the peak of the True Immortal Realm; each step forward in his cultivation was a great joy to him, meaning that what he could accomplish drew another step closer.

"Sister...... this is a competition, you see he also agreed, didn't he?" Mo Qinghan patiently persuaded Mo Qianhan beside her.

After a couple of taps, she only then heard movement behind her; Xu Wanwan hastily threw down the magazine and hid at the window's edge, as if Xie Dongya wasn't sleeping but would at any moment pretend to be a corpse and bite people.

Because once a formal apprenticeship is made, the disciple must strictly obey the master's orders, not defy them, and certainly not betray the master and ancestors.

Tang Xue'er possesses a pure Yin constitution; the aura on her body is extremely pure, making the Life Tree feel very close.

The other three exchanged glances as if they couldn't stand each other, then turned and left, as if they were enemies who had just settled a grudge, causing nearby people to feel somewhat startled; however, the powerhouses of the Xingyue Four Academies seemed accustomed to it, finding it nothing unusual.

Finally, Fan Dao gave a soft shout; the hundred blades linked end to end, forming a blade dragon that roared back, charging straight at Chang Sheng.

Ding Feng turned upon hearing the sound and saw an old monk appear outside the Ding manor; the old monk looked to be in his seventies or eighties, the beard on his chin and the eyebrows above his forehead all turned snowy white, with several deep wrinkles etched on his forehead, and his wise eyes flickered with an indescribable kindness.

"I just composed a poem; would you care to hear it?" Ding Feng said, smiling narrowly at the middle-aged person on the stone platform.

Damn it, after the Qingguang Sect became one of the four great sects, it has never encountered such a thing before.

"Isn't that Tan Shao? You haven't left yet—do you think my kick just now was too light and want to try again?" Zhan Ying looked at Tan Quyi before him, smiling faintly with a teasing expression.

Huo Zhanbei only felt his eyelids drooping, and the image of Shi Qinhuan before him… grew increasingly blurry.

He instinctively wanted to push the person away, but after all, she had saved him. Chu Mo's raised hand hovered in midair, yet in the end he did not push her away.

The disciples of the Qingguang Sect were furious to the point of near death, yet even the Great Vehicle Elder Ancestor couldn't kill the opponent—what could they do?

Yi Tong flashed me an ambiguous smile, got up to clear the bowls and chopsticks, then turned and went to make the bed.

Fusheng shuddered, sprang to his feet, and cocked his ear to listen; he could only hear the people downstairs shouting again.

Wu Ai nodded, listening to Glas's words; for her, these words could bring about a sudden enlightenment.

Later on, rumors suddenly sprang up in the palace out of nowhere, claiming that she had originally been a concubine of Wanyan Yong, but was forcibly taken by Wanyan Liang. She had endured humiliation and borne burdens, all to preserve Wanyan Yong.

The teacher hasn't provoked you either; with so many classmates, the teacher can't even recall a single name—how could you ask? Or perhaps you won't ask at all?