Chapter 154: Cao Sheng: You Can't Really Think I'm a Failure

"Come with me and you'll see!"

Lu Xiangwei said with a smile, his steps unceasing as he continued toward the staircase.

Cao Sheng was curious, but seeing that Lu Xiangwei seemed eager to keep the secret, he asked no more, thinking: So mysterious, could you possibly sell me out?

The result...

Lu Xiangwei led him all the way to the department office building.

Cao Sheng's forehead was covered in question marks.

He suspected another publishing house or media outlet had come.

Xu Lang had no intention of hiding it from her. "My arm was slashed. That blade was aimed at my heart. I was surrounded by many people at the time and dodged a bit too slowly, but fortunately, no bones or tendons were broken." He himself was a Physician, speaking of these things lightly. Yet Lin Xiao could sense the peril of that moment from his calm words.

"Priestess You Ran," Ling Xuan stepped forward to greet her. Upon closer inspection, Ling Xuan saw she bore some resemblance to Qian Yun, who had a sinister face, but this man's brow was clear and bright, not seeming like someone who had committed many evils.

Finally, the sun disappeared, and the last bit of light, blocked by the leaves, was helplessly held back, leaving the forest as dark as night, where one could not see a finger held before the eyes.

"Thank you, my lord, for your cultivation. Xiao Yuanshan will not fail the mission. Besides, where else could I go if I left Japan?" Xiao Yuanshan immediately expressed his determination.

Spirit Ghost Sword Art: A ghost sword technique unique to the Sword Soul class. Different weapons produce different attack effects. It can form combos with normal attacks.

This was a big mess. Neither had brought a phone, so they couldn't call for rescue. Originally, just the guys in the car weren't worth their notice, but with a sniper covering them from afar, that was a fatal threat.

Hisami Miki couldn't believe what he saw on the DV. It was the fierce hand-to-hand battle he had just had with Oshima Riko. This made him wish for death.

Nie Er was terrified, his words stumbling. In the freezing cold, sweat beads ran down his forehead into his eyes, stinging them painfully.

The speaker was an overweight old man, looking furious, as if he were about to rush out and fight the Lu Tianming Consortium to the death.

Just this time, David was actually not wrong. The topic Chen Tian presented was indeed not proposed by himself, nor even by those old guys in the Long Nu Research Lab. The one who truly put in the heavy effort was Annie.

Locked by golden Lei Ting, Herlest would not dodge, nor could he dodge, for this was an arrow imbued with powerful rule power.

"Do you mean demons are everywhere in the world, searching for something?" After hearing Martens' words, Ronald asked again in confusion.

"What nonsense. Let's go." Zhang Jinrui heard the words, felt annoyed in his heart. Ling Luo's words were just one sentence, yet they left Zhang Jinruy in great distress. The logic, it seemed, was indeed true.

You must know, they usually only wanted Duke-level experts; Marquis-level ones were rare. Generally, a Duke-level expert's Great Emperor Will sealing the body reached seventy percent. That was the requirement.

Seven more days passed before Shan Yazi woke up, but he was extremely exhausted. Mei Ying cooked some rice oil porridge, fed him a bowl, and then he fell into a dead sleep again.

After the thunder subsided slightly, another long, jagged bolt of lightning, like a sharp sword, plunged straight down, bombing toward the ground.

I slowly turned around. A rotting, swollen corpse stood behind me, its eyes emitting a ghastly green light.

The only explanation now is that the evil ghosts controlled the stairs, causing chaos in time and space. Simply put, it was a ghost wall.

The reason Ronald dared to say such a thing was that just as he stepped into the outskirts of the Elf Castle, the system's long-absent voice sounded in Ronald's mind.

In the Northern Immortal Domain, the most outstanding geniuses from all holy lands were called Divine Sons, while the most outstanding geniuses from powers below the holy lands were collectively called Holy Sons.