Chapter 1933: The Birth of the Vermilion Bird Disciple

The voices of the many Human Race Sword Disciples rang like a great bell, uniform and filled with a certain natural, beautiful rhythm of the Sword Dao, inherently containing many ultimate truths of the Sword Dao, representing a gathering of those who had reached the highest attainment in the Human Race's Sword Dao.

Their Sword Dao Monarch continued to gaze at the Five Flames Seven Birds Fan within the true fire, without much fluctuation.

He did not feel any heroic spirit of looking down upon the world just because so many Sword Disciples had submitted.

Since ancient times, Sword Cultivators have always relied solely on their own hands.

Tiptoeing to draw the heavy curtains closed, Li Fugui turned on his flashlight and was startled when he saw a reflective human face.

Zhang Hongfang was also stunned; she finally understood why Yu Yue rarely interacted with the male students at school.

Feeling the many gazes directed at him, Zhang Beixing was a bit dazed, thinking to himself how long had it been since this incident, and how did so many people already know?

Could this Dai Youqing actually be a thug? Approaching them to trick them into a so-called place with food, then sweeping them all up to steal their food, or even making them into food?

Tie Dan was pressing a monster against a tree, his curvy hips twisting back and forth, tongue lolling out in great excitement.

When Yu Yue got up in the morning, she had already told Yu Bin and Wang Suyao that they would take the train to the Imperial Capital tonight, and she also told her parents about the Yu family giving money.

"Didn't Zhang Beixing say he was framed? Or was it framed by that so-called 'La Ge'? We might as well ask Commander Tan about the situation on the drug lord's side," Zhou Mingjiang suggested.

The Star Constellation Elder beside them smiled with a sense of relief as he watched the two: "When the mountains seem blocked and the waters end, doubt clouds the path; when willows darken and flowers brighten, another village appears."

The hearts of countless netizens flashed with this thought simultaneously; they subconsciously held their breath, their hearts rising to their throats, feeling both nervous and expectant.

Moreover, according to common sense, plants grow more lushly near water sources; therefore, Tang Anning carefully distinguished the growth of the plants, searching for the water source based on the condition of the vegetation.

The cloth inside was the fabric Gu Lingge commonly used for his clothes; though black, it had the texture of silk. Yang Lian'er used her finger, protected by a nail guard, to gently lift a corner of the fabric. Looking at the dried spot on it, her satisfaction grew even greater. She had indeed not miscalculated by a single fraction.

Ding Huo did not know what level of Force was required to control leaking Force fluctuations to such a regular degree, so his gaze deliberately lingered on the old man in the gray robe.

As Ai Er woke up, Wang Zhaoqian noticed his pale complexion; her intuition told her that Ai Er must have seen some shocking history again.

After confirming that the person behind him who had been relentlessly chasing him with the Japanese army was indeed He Tianzhan Nan, who had been transferred away and then recalled, Li Ziyuan knew this battle would likely be very difficult. But that it would be this difficult was something he had not imagined before.

Hearing Alice's words, she clearly knew the reason even better than herself, so Karette asked repeatedly.

The sound of hooves and running began to come from the distance; the heavy clanking of iron armor and the sound of running slowly approached. They must have arrived. Everyone was looking forward to it with bated breath.

You go east, I go west, separating forever; from then on, Xuanzang and Wukong bid farewell to the Great Tang and truly set foot on the journey to fetch the scriptures.

This world always bullies the weak based on power and judges people by appearance; such a simple truth, how could she, Murong Zhi, not understand? Since she knew it, what was the point of worrying? It was nothing more than her overthinking things.

Wang Bin was overjoyed upon hearing this, thinking to himself: I originally thought you had resistance or a desire for freedom, but I didn't expect you were actually considering your own strength... No wonder you are my Lanlan, always thinking of others in your heart.

At the gate of No. 1 Middle School, as the autumn morning gradually rose, people began to gather, slowly merging into a thick stream of humanity that blocked the entire school entrance. It was only around six o'clock in the morning, yet the diligent school-going crowd had already consciously disrupted the quiet environment of the campus.