Chapter 162: Selling a Screenplay to Buy a Car

The two, after not seeing each other for some time, were like dry tinder meeting flame.

Before the dry tinder burns out, the flame never dies.

They alternated between forming a "one" and a "person," like migrating geese, endlessly varying their formations.

Only when utterly exhausted did they finally stop.

They embraced each other, resting and whispering softly.

Cao Sheng: "Your radio silence lasted too long—how come you didn't send me even one message all this time?"

"Can you take me to see that mirror?" Qi Meng paused a long while, then spoke in a cool voice.

Jiang Meiyao sat in the back seat, leaning comfortably against the chairback, her beautiful eyes gazing through the car window at the scenic mountains outside.

She talked as if it were serious, yet showed not the slightest sense of crisis—why should she feel any crisis? Just ignore that guy, that's all.

Dragging the massive scythe behind him, Huai Ren moved like a phantom, slipping through attacks that could never hit him, swinging the huge scythe in a single, unmatched arc toward the central ancient god.

The Three Kingdoms Alliance had already surged forward, capturing city after city; their main force was only half a day's march from the outskirts of Kasha City. Inside Kasha City, defenses were fully prepared, tensions high, over a thousand magic-light cannons aimed northward, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the invading enemy.

"Damn… no wonder it's a thousand-year stalactite—taste is intense!" Chen Yun licked his lips, grinned, and instantly swallowed the thousand-year stalactite from the other three pillars; he planned to save the last pillar's stalactite for the Blood Emperor.

"Brother, when did you learn alchemy?" Cai Ning could no longer contain her curiosity, tilting her head slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Yang Ren as she asked softly.

Then a pair of enormous breasts slammed into him—he blinked, realizing it was Youyouzi falling toward him.

"Perhaps he can't guess who I am—after all, not everyone is like Song Qiu." Ye Chen murmured; last time, in his haste, he'd been careless, letting Song Qiu catch a glimpse of the truth.

"Get lost, you don't understand—this is called enjoying life, okay? Hmm, for some reason, my left eyelid keeps twitching." Xu Ling rubbed his eyes as he spoke.

The sword plunged into the ground, then transformed into countless stone swords, rising one after another toward Ye Xuan.

On the other side, Ye Xuan arrived behind the Ghost Shop, casually picked an empty room, and tossed out the Ten Thousand Forms Iron Scroll.

Mo Li opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, so he simply urged his sister Qing Si not to touch that dish.

"In truth, Jing Feng longs to heal the sick and save lives—he possesses great skill but cannot use it. For years he's hidden in his herbal estate, studying medicine daily. If I hadn't made him create Yurong Cream back then, earning him some silver, he probably couldn't even afford to survive." Shen Qian said with a sigh.

Ouyang Lian paid no attention to any of it, walking ahead on her own; seeing someone selling roasted chestnuts, she bought a bag by the roadside, peeled some, offered them to Si Ming, and when he refused, happily ate them herself.

Liu Ruxue stared at Meng Xiaoran's moon-bright, flawless face, then thought of her own—resentment surged within her, nearly making her rush forward to tear off the girl's face. That wretched maid—last time she'd been beaten so badly, how could she have recovered completely in just over a month? No, she looked even better than before.

Yes, fearless of death. In their eyes, such behavior could only be described by that word. Living side by side, no one knew better than they the terror of the Four-Winged Holy Angel.

At dawn, blinding sunlight crept through the broken window; it was nearly Mid-Autumn, and cool breezes blew, making it not hot at all. When Si Ming woke, he felt a swollen head and thirst, so he got up to find water. Seeing the mess all around, he knew he had to act—she couldn't come back to find the place like this.