Chapter 817: He Chen slapped Zheng Wei across the face! (Day 15 of 8, seeking monthly votes!)

"Weiwei, are you alright?"

Ruan Guan felt worried after seeing Zheng Wei scream and then fall back into that obsessive, emotional state of talking to herself, crying and laughing at the same time.

"I'm fine!" Zheng Wei lifted her chin, full of vitality once again. Seeing that they didn't believe her, she explained: "This doesn't count as a bad thing, at least not for my goal! Now I have a legitimate reason to go find him every day; this is a good thing, isn't it?"

"Hehe, as long as you're happy."

Understanding is one thing, but fear is an emotion; it wouldn't easily disappear just because of her words.

In the sky, the stars and moon shone together; on the opposite bank, the sound of galloping hooves echoed. Under the lights, there was laughter and joy. Aside from being a bit cold, it was truly a wonderful night.

Ning Zhiyao's brow remained tightly furrowed. She had previously worried that the new generation of the Strange Martial Academy wouldn't be up to the task and would drag them down during the Divine Academy selection, but this time, the new generation was incredibly strong. Just one Nian Yuge was enough to put one at ease; other martial academies couldn't possibly suppress their Strange Martial Academy with such a new generation.

Yan Chu wouldn't let her go, and she didn't want to escape. No matter what he was ultimately trying to do, this deception and these lies needed a final conclusion and explanation.

Xiao Yu was thoroughly enraged. Now he didn't care where the flaws were; he would just attack with all his might, using the strongest attacks to find out exactly where the weaknesses of this armor lay.

When they were in the Northwest, the Emperor had revealed the full truth of that year in front of him and Yan Tang. This matter took him a good half a month to fully process.

Tang Sitian also ran over to support Yan Chu. Seeing the blood at the corner of his mouth, her eyes widened even further. Flustered, she took a tissue from her pocket and stood on tiptoe to wipe it for him.

It was only at this moment, thinking of Imperial Concubine Xin, that she had pulled out this past event in a series of thoughts.

She continued walking forward. She didn't know how long she had walked, but she grew tired and sat under a mutated tree to rest. Once she had rested enough, she continued forward.

But the door to her home was already in sight, and all her inner conflict ended at the sound of the other person entering the door code.

Now, living together well was more important than anything else. Originally, Shan Zhu had no intention of fighting with the Qi family anymore, but the Qi family simply wouldn't tolerate Shan Zhu.

It was clearly a threat, but spoken in his tone, it seemed half like a persuasion. It sounded truly infuriating because no matter what the outcome might be, such a problem was unacceptable to anyone, especially at this critical juncture.

The newly gestated clone of the Heaven-Suppressing Stele could, at the very highest, only possess the strength of a Golden Core Realm expert, and even then, only at the lowest level of the Golden Core Realm.

"Master, I didn't expect that you could actually return alive." Jingxin scanned Qu Tan'er with a sarcastic tone.

Mo Yunjiao didn't want to speak anymore. At this time, she would have to be a fool to speak up and let him leave. Just by using her brain a little, she could understand that this bedroom was, in all likelihood, where he lived.

That Taiji diagram was neither black nor white, neither clear nor distinct; at a glance, one couldn't distinguish the colors, nor could one see the yin-yang fish eyes. However, if one looked at it for a few more moments, one would discover that within that gray, misty fog was a Taiji diagram with distinct colors.

Not paying attention for a second, Yin Junfeng was almost struck by that Purple Heart Sword. Fortunately, he remembered in time that he was still carrying the Ancient Fan of Tenderness. In his moment of peril, it flashed out along with his Ancient Fan of Tenderness; orange light collided with purple light, and subsequently, both magical treasures flew backward, each returning to the hands of its owner.

It wouldn't take many people; a few dozen experts would be enough to completely flatten the foundation he had built.

Relying on the energy that erupted from that single drop of blood, the First Generation Space Creator God also possessed the power and strength to contend with Chu Feng.

Because her attitude at the time was truly very good, and I had already sensed she was up to something, I agreed in order to get to the bottom of it. ===== CHAPTER 818 =====