Chapter 433: He Chen

"Don't try to scare me, I'm not afraid of you!"

No matter how much she trembled inside, Gu Yixin refused to back down: "I will attend university here; I won't be like them!"

"Thanks!" He Chen thanked her with a straight face: "I really need someone like you to be my classmate. Keep at it and prove them wrong. The so-called suffering they can't endure is all just speculation! It has absolutely nothing to do with me!"

"..." Seeing He Chen like this, Gu Yixin...

A burst of golden energy enveloped Ye Han's body, quietly changing his physique; it was truly miraculous.

"I will consider this. By the way, Xiao Xianzi Su Wei, now that Leng Yin and Xiu Mo have both been eliminated by me, it is time to bring Xiao Xianzi Xi and Qiu Xia over. I will have to trouble you to take me to their hiding place," Xiao Yi suddenly said to Xiao Xianzi Su Wei.

Lei Shi Tower is the largest auction house in Heiyan City. Of course, it also hosts various other types of transactions. Behind it lies not only the shadow of dark forces but even shares held by high-ranking officials. Lei Shi's influence exists in other cities as well.

The fact that his companions stood by and watched left him unable to believe it. One must know, the shortest time they had worked together was over a year. They had killed together, cultivated together, and even visited prostitutes together.

However, what did he mean earlier when he said he thanked him? At this moment, the burly man was undoubtedly very confused. He looked at Ye Han, his movements momentarily frozen, wanting to see what exactly Ye Han intended to do. And at this moment, a sharp glint suddenly erupted in the depths of Tang Ta's eyes.

He felt his entire body filled with a desire to become stronger, like a spear pointing straight at the vast sky, never retreating.

First is "igniting the fire." One must know, the vessel placed before Bai Li Dengfeng is no casual cauldron, but a Heavenly-grade high-tier "Five Dragon Gold-Tempering Cauldron." Only cultivators with strength above the Eighth Heaven can barely manage it; ordinary cultivators cannot even "ignite the fire."

But her words clearly had no effect, because Qin Ming had already moved a step ahead of him. He smiled slightly, and a silver needle immediately appeared in his hand. He curled his fingers slightly, then flicked it gently, and the silver needle vanished instantly.

That roar was extremely distant and carried an intensely strong pressure. At the same time the sound arose, ten thousand beasts fell silent, and the entire forest plunged into a deathly stillness, terrifyingly quiet.

However, this Chaos Exotic Beast was indeed extraordinary. With a physical body at the late stage of the Hunyuan Realm, the five people's Immortal Swords—all at the Ren Ren Xiantian Spirit Treasure level—could hardly cause it much substantial damage. Such a body was indeed quite terrifying, but at this rate, I fear it won't be long before this Chaos Exotic Beast is slain by the five of them.

"What, you saw Guo'er at the Spirit Cultivation Hall?" Jing Yifei asked in surprise inside the Jing Mansion's Fire Hall.

"Finally going to die!" Shen Feng sighed inwardly, just about to close his eyes and wait for death, when a frantic voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Good thing I suppressed it in time, otherwise the phrase "Serve the People" would have really slipped out. First release.

This Tou City resident habitually hunched his back, pressing his free hand against his wound, nodding at the Mad Scholar who walked up to him, his demeanor very respectful.

Cheng Daolong walked up to Li Mu. Immediately, Li Mu gently patted Cheng Daolong on the shoulder, and Cheng Daolong's late-stage Ren Ren Xiantian Realm was directly knocked down to the early-stage Ren Ren Xiantian Realm, leaving everyone present puzzled.

"Hmph." Sanji exerted force under his feet, turned his body to dodge the slash, and then kicked out directly.

"Who exactly is it? Who has this ability, and who could possibly know this news?" Song Han began to ponder. This news was so confidential that even among the Fifth Prince's subordinates, only a very few knew. Who could possibly know this?

However, marching to war cannot guarantee a supply of concentrated feed like beans, bran, or grains for warhorses; most of what they are fed is roughage, which is grass. Now that the warhorses have seen the fragrant soybeans, how could their appetites not be whetted? ===== CHAPTER 434 =====