Chapter 279: Be a God

"Master Hou?"

Just after hanging up the phone, Zheng Fa saw Master Hou running toward him.

In his hand he held a stalk of rice, the ears reaching up to his shoulders; as he ran, the grains tapped rhythmically against his smiling face.

Zheng Fa instantly understood what he meant.

"Success?"

Master Hou nodded and handed the rice stalk to Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa lifted it in his hand and examined it.

Master Hou's idea was to use the nursing home

Chen Xi sat to one side, propping her chin on one hand, staring blankly at the ground beneath her feet under the dim glow of the streetlamp.

What kind of creature was Bird Bear? Was it a demonic beast? The question surfaced again in Long Yanhua's mind.

Li Haolong smiled faintly and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you're no longer called the Brotherhood of Justice, are you? And your men aren't just forty anymore—I'd guess four hundred?"

"The tomb gate has opened! I see the entrance—right here!" Someone suddenly shouted at that moment.

This strange egg had clear patterns, resembling the egg of the Chaotic Ghost Embryo in some ways, yet differing in others, evoking an indescribable feeling.

"Big Brother Wu Hui, your Nine September Sword is becoming more refined than even mine," Qi Qi, not foolish, cleverly diffused the awkwardness.

Looking at this body, though sixteen years old and not short—probably one meter seventy—the entire frame, bones and flesh combined, weighed barely a hundred jin, painfully thin.

How could she have turned into a monster? Ning Xiang stared at Wei Yang in terror; after he said those words, she suddenly felt as if a huge hole had been torn open in her chest, yet she felt no pain—only overwhelming fear.

This sword thrust into its forehead sent a thunderous sound racing from the tip into its skull, making its head feel as if lightning had exploded inside.

He waved his hand backward, grabbed his suitcase, and walked toward the parking lot, leaving only a graceful silhouette.

Besides, if the god's enemy exists, she must find a way to avenge him—she couldn't just wait for the god to act himself.

Most people have a herd mentality; under others' influence, they'll even do things they know they dislike.

Dai Yiman's one foot lost balance, forcing her to brace herself with her other hand against the white porcelain wall. The cool, smooth touch of the tiles reached her palm, while beneath her feet, as if by magic, invisible hands gently pressed against her skin.

The Pohuan Demon's body was not large; under the blue flames, it had already turned into a pile of dry black charcoal. Zhang Lin lightly kicked it, and it instantly crumbled into dust.

"Awake? Any discomfort?" Mi Rui hurried over as Lin Lin opened her eyes.

Dai Yiman walked forward, glancing back at Xu Tianci from time to time, deliberately keeping distance between them.

With his primordial force completely depleted, Zhang Lin could not summon his primordial armor for protection—he could only take the blows.

In her past life, she only realized later that Jiang He must have liked Ye Yan; but before he could make his move, Ye Yan had already turned into a zombie.

Zhao Guanshan already wore a straw hat; after buying a horse from a nearby merchant, he dressed simply and now looked like a salt trader.

Jiang Nan looked up at the spot Zhou Weiguo pointed to, expression calm—just as he had expected.

Ge Qi felt she should've checked the almanac today—how else could she have run into so many unreasonable people?

Ning Jingchen didn't look at her; his gaze settled on the culprit, Qi Ruyan, and a trace of helplessness slowly formed between his noble brows.

Huang Yichen had no interest in cozying up to Ning Jingchen—he only knew he was suffering from the seal; if he didn't break the divination soon, he'd suffocate.