Chapter 345: Nine Nether Intentions, The Question of Emptiness

"The Holy Ancestor sent us to the Jiushan Realm..." The woman paid no attention to Chen Ting's expression, but turned her head to survey the bustling streets of Jingkai Island, her face filled with deep interest: "He wants us to gather intelligence on the Jiushan Realm. Do you know why?"

Chen Ting shook his head.

"Never mind. The Holy Ancestor's thoughts are beyond our comprehension." The woman gave up on pressing the matter, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "We will simply report back everything we see and hear in the Jiushan Realm."

"Feigning an attack in the east to strike in the west?" Ye Zang saw enemies appearing behind the ship and thought darkly that this situation would not be so simple.

"Ye Zang!" Hinata Hana saw this and ran over anxiously, while Hinata Rizu sighed.

Upon hearing that the car could be started, Song Ci's heart leaped with joy. He thought it was lucky to meet a subordinate so late, especially one whose friend knew cars. But then a worry arose: Could this be a repaired car? How could this 4S shop be so deceptive? He would demand an explanation tomorrow.

Xu Wen immediately took out the Position Compass. The needle pointed directly to the entrance of the Ten Evil Caves he had entered. Having achieved his goal and with a mind free of burdens, he rushed out of the Ten Evil Caves swiftly according to the compass's direction.

All this sounds slow, but it actually happened in the blink of an eye. From his ambush in the sky to his dive and pursuit, the entire sequence of actions by Ono Ryuji was fluid and seamless. Clearly, Ono Ryuji's skills were no joke.

Nan Siyun and Bai Qindream both saw the tear tracks on her face, her disheveled appearance, and the man's suit on her body that did not belong to her.

"Then what should we do? We still can't deal with him?" Xie Hai could not believe it; his family was that of a Vice Governor.

Ruolan thought it was indeed so; what time was this to be so rigid? Thinking thus, she dipped the cotton cloth in salt water, and without wringing it out after it was soaked, she applied it directly to the wound. After repeating this several times, the clothes stuck to the moistened wound gradually came loose.

She ran her hands over her own body, washing from the neck downwards. Her movements were natural, yet extremely seductive.

However, Ling's current situation was not good. Not only did she carry a heavy scent of blood, but she also had wounds of varying degrees on her body. Her entire right hand hung naturally, as if it had lost control. This could be described as the most wretched state Su Mo had ever seen him in since meeting him.

"Just say what you have to say, or I will think he bullied you and I will give him a good beating!" Yu Zinuo's patience was exhausted.

Meng Xingchen walked back to his room with heavy steps. Disciples in the manor greeted him, but Meng Xingchen seemed not to hear them at all, looking as if he had lost his soul.

Seeing his beloved person leaning against him, Sikong Han stopped his actions, stroked her half-dry long hair, turned off the hairdryer, and set it aside. Then, amidst a cry of surprise, he scooped up Yuyun, gently placed her on the bed, and pressed his body against hers.

"If Hongshan Niangniang helps Qing Luan leave the palace, Qing Luan will provide Hongshan Niangniang with a list of dangerous people around her." Qing Luan said confidently, as if he had calculated long ago that Yu Zinuo had no choice but to cooperate with him.

When Qin Muchen chased down, she was already gone. He did not know if she had hidden in some corner or left by flagging down a car. His mind was blank, and he could not think of any place she might go.

A father who devoted his entire life to his children and family; is it wrong for him to want a little time and space for himself before he dies?

【Team】 Hai Kuo Tian Kong: If I don't call you 'older sister', should I call you 'disciple'? Technically, she is your master's wife now.

"That is not necessarily true; at least it is freedom!" Yu Zinuo pouted dismissively, her eyes full of longing. Perhaps she had been cooped up too much recently.

Sikong Han turned back and said, "Is this called sitting properly?" As he spoke, he grabbed Yuyun's two hands and wrapped them around his waist.

This moved Luo Bingxuan deeply. This fellow possessed a perspective transcending the mundane world, always able to see through others' inner thoughts, and viewed problems with great calmness.