Chapter 1078: Viviparous Demon

The road ahead grew ever more treacherous.

Without the scholar, without the Eight Trigrams Evil-Warding Disk, without any way to foretell fortune or misfortune, the surrounding soil, rocks, every blade of grass and every tree all became strange and perilous—no one knew whether evil spirits might be lying in ambush within them, or pollutants might be nesting there.

Sister Situ sighed inwardly.

He should have realized long ago that the scholar was the key to this journey and should have paid him more attention, but never expected that right at the start, he would be "cut" away.

Night fell, bellies full from food and drink. Jiang Li returned to his room, had just sat down preparing to bathe, change clothes, and sleep, when Robin walked in with tender affection. Though a flush colored his cheeks, he naturally walked up to Jiang Li, and with a light leap, delivered himself into Jiang Li's embrace.

As Liu Xu's aura grew ever more domineering, the expressions of Demon Emperor Potian and Dragon Emperor Swallowing Heavens changed drastically. They already felt immense pressure; if they did not flee quickly, they likely would not be able to escape at all.

But now that he had money and the means to bring his parents over, Tianze naturally wanted to live together with them.

"Wager accepted and lost—if you can't finish it, don't blame me for being unkind." An extra-suggy egg tart is just a bit cloying, it won't kill anyone. Giving him a little lesson is fine too, saves this fellow from making trouble out of nothing.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, the Jinyiwei Northern Garrison has no shortage of experts at applying torture; the item won't be lost." Wang Cheng'en spoke as he stepped forward and gently massaged Chongzhen's legs.

This also made Sun Dahei somewhat angry. This All-Star Weekend, no matter how you look at it, was the Los Angeles Lakers' home court. The current behavior of the rookie team players rarely passing the ball to Josh Jackson was undoubtedly not giving face to the home court, was undoubtedly not giving face to the King of Los Angeles, Sun Dahei.

This still has to wait for Han Dongchen to come back before dealing with it. Besides, having connections in the imperial court makes things easier. She is pregnant now, and with twins at that, she truly needs a trustworthy doctor—and a highly skilled one at that—to look after her.

Speaking of which, that fellow Taylor, every new album of hers must come with a scandal. Even an old friend like Lin Quan got dragged into it, leaving Lin Quan not knowing whether to laugh or cry. After all, having a scandal attached to him actually saved him quite a bit on advertising.

Because it wasn't treated in time, there is still a scar on her foot to this day. Although he hadn't seen that scar on her body for many years, every time he thought of this matter, Lin Quan felt deeply guilty inside.

"If you don't want to become a dead fish, then keep quiet." Jiang Li looked down from above at the evil dragon sprawled on the ground. If there weren't still some matters requiring his use, he would kill this saw-tooth shark-man right now.

"Your Majesty, we should head back. The sky seems to have changed, and the wind has picked up too!" Zhao Hehe said weakly.

Suddenly, Li Wei and Nianzhu both felt at a loss at the same time. The world was vast, and for the moment they didn't know where to go. The two could only head south, walking wherever their steps took them.

The rain soaked through his clothes. Wet clothes were still tolerable, but the rain seeping into his wound caused Huailiang pain. The rain did not stop, nor did the wind. When the night wind blew, Huailiang felt waves of chill, unsure if he had caught cold, and couldn't help but start coughing.

According to the law of strength, a late-stage Hua Jin cultivator's power was on the same level as late-stage Spiritual Sense Materialization, but in actual combat fell slightly short of late-stage Spiritual Sense Materialization by one tier.

Isn't Su Mu using their new recipe to brew wine right now? Back then he had still put on an act, coming to discuss some cooperation with him—truly laughable.

This battle had ended, with no victor. The crowd dispersed in a deathly silence; no one had expected such an outcome, and they could not help but sigh.

"Martial Uncle, when you broke through the third layer, did you also encounter this illusion?" Xiao Tao couldn't help but ask.

"No, it was very clean." Clean to the point where she wanted to devour him at any moment. She turned her head and glared with extreme displeasure at the few men at the neighboring table.

Moreover, from Ji Weiyan's meaning, even if she were allowed to go out to work, she would have no further contact with the Zhao family whatsoever.