Chapter 945: Ominous Traces (Extra chapter for Boss Jia Ling's Alliance Leader reward~)

"Old Ancestor, can you really set your mind at ease…" Elder Xun Ziyou frowned.

He's only at late-stage Foundation Establishment, not late-stage Jin Dan. In a second-grade prefecture it's still manageable, but once it comes to a third-grade prefecture, the dangers really are far too many.

Especially since some situations are truly beset with peril at every turn — even he, a late-stage Jin Dan elder, might not be able to handle them with certainty.

Old Mr. Xun was silent for a moment, slowly sighed, and instead of answering asked:

"Do you think Mo Hua would stay at our Grand Void Gate?

Some words, only when carved into the body and turned into scars, aching every moment, can be remembered every moment. And matters concerning life and death should be even more so.

Just at this moment, a voice carrying an incomparably powerful force of destruction rang out across the entire God Realm.

The king cobra was stuffed into a burlap sack, and around the sack four or five enormous blocks of ice had been placed.

Chu Du was rendered speechless by the remark — damn it, he had already been low-key enough, yet in the end it still got dragged back onto him?

After the three of them moved in together, meals became the most headache-inducing problem for them. Given their current financial situation, hiring a housekeeper was definitely unrealistic.

Once home, he changed into a different outfit, picked up what he needed, and headed out again to catch a bus to school.

Seeing the two of them so enthusiastic, Wang Xiu nodded — afternoon tea it was then, since it got dark relatively late in Guangcheng anyway.

Ren Chaofei felt he had underestimated Zhou Li Li's judgment of the situation, and instantly abandoned the thought he had just had.

Just as Zhou Shiyi had said, within Bai Qi's perception, there were no overly powerful soul beasts in the Desolate Ancient Forest.

The corners of Bai Qi's mouth curved into a smile again — a smile that was a little gentle, a little warm, and a little bloodthirsty.

But the hand wrapped around her waist showed a tendency to grip tighter and tighter; no matter how she struggled she couldn't break free, and instead she herself became more and more like a fish out of water, finding it harder and harder to even breathe.

If it had been Xia Qin who died, she might have had some suspicions, but if it had been Qiu Ru and Li De who died, she simply couldn't have connected the dots to this.

Fang Ran's hair was dripping wet; she had just washed her face, and was holding two buckets in her hands, calling me to go into the forest to look for fresh water.

From the start to the end of the dinner, Zhao Can consistently positioned himself as a participant rather than the protagonist, quietly listening to his classmates chatting and laughing among themselves, only chiming in with a word or two from time to time.

For an instant, the atmosphere was incomparably awkward. Xia Yan, who had been harshly mocked, composed herself, and just as she was about to leave, Li Lu grabbed her.

Immediately after, he leapt from the tree trunk, landing outside the cave, and called out from outside, asking Zhang Jiayi to open the cave.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind: could this wild man be about to court one of Fang Ran and the others?

Outside this room, Bai Du, who had long been there, leaned against a wooden pole, quietly listened, and in the end left alone.

Having made up his mind, Old Mr. Lin decided on the spot, having Special Assistant Chen notify the people below that all operations were to be suspended, and the original plan was also to be suspended.

Until one gathering, he confessed his feelings to the girl he admired in front of everyone, was rejected, and immediately rose to take his leave.

"Jiang Cheng, the Cheng as in 'clear.'" Jiang Cheng, when looking at people, didn't look at them levelly the way we do, but slightly lowered his head, his gaze tilting slightly upward. I was standing close to him, and it felt like he was looking at me with his forehead — it gave me, invisibly, the feeling of being stared at by a venomous snake. I instinctively shifted closer to Dian Neng's side.

Cao Fang also saw Xiao Wei inside the room. After their gazes collided for an instant, both of them clearly knew what they ought to do, so they both blinked twice in tacit understanding.

It seemed his spiritual power had improved. The distance of fifty blocks, compared to before, had nearly doubled.

My hands moved uncontrollably, and I immediately fell into a kind of illusion — everything around me became blurred, and only the yellow paper on the table was the one thing I could see clearly. The feeling was very strange; my vision was sometimes near, sometimes far.

Fire copper — this was merely an ordinary spiritual material of the fire attribute, and its value was not particularly high. In the market of the Windless Canyon, a refined and pure fire-copper ingot — a standard one-chi-square copper ingot — was worth only three to five spirit crystals.