Chapter 153: Rainy Night, Knife in Hand, No Umbrella! Two-Star Holy Maiden! (6K)

She has mentioned the magic of "water" countless times, just as Saturnians harness the power of "gold." Perhaps we Earthlings truly understand too little of the billions of substances that exist on our own planet. All resources are being wasted and consumed, unknowingly, under perfectly legitimate excuses.

"Mm! What's the situation on that road?" Li Ningguang nodded and said. At this, Driver Lao Lin's face twisted into a bitter smile; Li Ningguang immediately sensed there was no good news, and his brow remained tightly furrowed.

This city is called Lin'an City. It is said to be the capital controlled by the most powerful vassal in this world, and according to the information just gathered, Fang Xiaoxiao, the current heir of the Cihang Dao Sect, will make this her first stop.

Before Shang Shu could even officially emerge from seclusion, the Captain of the Western Camp, Bao Kai, led his troops rushing forward to meet Shang Shu's party. Even though Qian Zhou had come to greet them immediately after encountering Shang Shu's scouts, he dared not fail to notify his superior, Bao Kai.

Saying this, Lao Zhu turned and pulled a bamboo tube from his desk drawer, scooped out a bit of tea, poured boiling water over it, and after a moment, handed it to Han Jun.

"Got it!" Zhang Guodong shook his head—his mom was too enthusiastic. Inviting Xuan Qingxuan and Qingzhu to dinner? Qingzhu might be willing, but Xuan Qingxuan?

"So, your coup succeeded? Then I really must congratulate you all, you constitutional revolutionaries."

Finally, the giant serpent gathered all the scattered flesh it could find, but the shattered head could never return to its original form.

The window faced the lake, with only simple wooden lattice screens; a gentle breeze blowing across the water easily drifted into the room, faintly carrying a damp, heavy moisture—truly giving a sense of freshness and naturalness.

Since conventional methods wouldn't work, victory could only be seized through risk. After such a rare opportunity arose, she'd give it everything. Jing Shang Zhi bit down on her white teeth, and when she was still two steps away from Liu Baodao, she suddenly lunged forward, stepping right up to him.

The first one, Brother Wei—his name is so famous that whether it's an eighty-year-old elder or a seven-year-old child, everyone knows it by heart.

Moments later, a triumphant roar of laughter echoed from the dense forest, followed by a perfectly synchronized chorus of congratulations.

"No need to thank me—it's what you earned. Also, to better boost your fan cohesion, the legion will arrange several streamers to connect with you tonight; you must perform well." Yang Kun's voice sounded bright and crisp, but Li Changlin couldn't see the fake smile on Yang Kun's face over the phone.

"Contestant Ten, do you have anything to say?" Gu Lao frowned slightly, glancing at Li Changlin with disapproval.

The cloud mass slowly descended, and I couldn't help but be astonished—this ability to condense a cloud mass is beyond my current Twenty-Eight Heavenly Gang Ghost Array Diagram calculations.

Seeing this equipment, I began trembling uncontrollably—ghost weapon, ha! I finally got a ghost weapon.

Mo Yin Valley isn't an ordinary place. Logically, shouldn't no one else be able to threaten them inside the valley?

After pondering deeply with furrowed brows, the Lord of Shangyang Dao paused, then his eyes suddenly brightened, his lips curled slightly upward, and he nodded in agreement.

At that moment, my bottom line was utterly shattered by Wang Huizhen. If the Wang family truly is a pawn of our family, then Wang Huizhen's household is the knife driven into that pawn by Kunlun Mountain. Whoever wins between Yunwen Temple and Kunlun Mountain, it's still this pawn and this lone knife that will suffer.

Weary, she pushed herself up, gripped my ankle, looked up at me—just looked, no resentment or anger left in her gaze, no longer daring to speak, afraid I hadn't finished playing and would torment her further.

"Damn." Xin'er cursed inwardly, her face darkening at the sight—if she couldn't stop Wei Ziyue and the others with her qin music, today was truly ruined.

Tian Cang roared: "Shadow Ultimate Kill!" Instantly, his body shattered into countless afterimages, launching a furious assault on Xiao Jian; with the enhancement of the Gu Ling Bracers, every part of his body could be called an unparalleled weapon.

"Just playing sometimes!" Nie Feng saw he was playing Zhuge Liang, with 2 kills and 8 deaths, and the enemy had already pushed down to their water army's front tower.

While waiting outside the airport, the driver and bodyguard were completely cut off from external contact; even after Ye Lin entered, a faint spiritual sense remained locked onto them—if they made the slightest move, Ye Lin would know immediately.

Mo Feng's eyes flashed with cold light; if he couldn't evade this man's attack, the attacks from the Crown Prince and the others would close in together—he could only retreat.

Zongrentang is a pharmacy; naturally, it can't accommodate so many guests, let alone host a celebration. Yet I wonder why Zhao Qian Sun Li chose to hold it inside the shop.

At this moment, Zhang Jingxuan was in excruciating pain—sweating coldly, his head spinning, and nausea striking him intermittently. He knew he'd been targeted, but he wasn't overly worried.

If the Medicinal King Valley ever opens trade with the outside world, these items will become worthless—after all, a few low-grade spirit stones outside can buy them easily.

And such scars not only failed to diminish her beauty; instead, they accentuated an unparalleled, tragic grandeur—like a crimson glow staining half the sky, too exquisite to belong to this mortal world.

The Nine-Star Flying Knives—even Yi Han couldn't catch all nine at once—but Long Shi here could.

Dongfang Li, Feng Xiangxue—she had always regarded them as the culprits, but now she realized they were likely just pawns.