Chapter 190: Madam, You Smell So Good! Chen Mo

Ye Henshui's expression turned grim at these words.

Clearly, the opponent was not targeting him, but Chen Mo.

Judging by the emblem on her robe, this woman was likely a disciple of Kuixing Sect, but Kuixing Sect was a martial cultivation sect, and last night's strange black tide was clearly not a technique a martial artist could wield.

Moreover, Chen Mo now had the favor of the Noble Consort and the Empress, and was closely tied to the Tian Shu Pavilion; unless Kuixing Sect had lost its mind, it would never act at this critical moment.

Soon after, loud coughing came from inside; Zhou Xiao Feng went in and saw—damn—it had taken only a moment for the once-pure, beautiful Miss to be turned into a smudged, soot-covered cat.

Han Shijie's sword strike left no trace, so Xiefeng could not detect from which direction Han Shijie's killing blow would come; having lived so long, Xiefeng had never encountered such a situation and was caught off guard.

"Ding ling ling!" A rapid ringing finally pulled him out of his thoughts; Jian Shang picked up his phone and couldn't help but smile gently—it was Yan Xiao.

"Still more?" Han Yue couldn't tell what Han Shichen meant, as his eyes lowered slightly and his face remained expressionless.

Because earlier today they received a mysterious message containing evidence of Li Bao and Wei Hao colluding in illegal acts.

When the three returned, it was already the third watch of the night; on the way, Miao Rong lost her usual smile, fell silent, and walked ahead with her head down, saying not a word the entire way.

A flood of Exorcists poured out of the Eastern Gate of the Exorcism Bureau, even several Golden Exorcists joined in the commotion.

Luo Nian gazed at Yan Ke with a smile, as if watching a joke, which greatly stung Yan Ke's pride; his eyes bulged, and before he could count to three, he reached for his gun.

"Enough, I won't waste more time with you—Li Li is waiting for me." With that, the man didn't even glance at her again, grabbed his keys, and walked straight out the door.

The starry sky was filled with the smoke of battle; the lowest-level Celestial Beasts possessed human Tian-level power and could move freely through space; Yu Qi could only release his Spirit Blood Arrows from within the light barrier, his sole ranged attack method.

After Gu Lan Te Bei left, Qiu Bu Hui raised his cup to Yu Qi: "Speak to men as men, to ghosts as ghosts—you're no better yourself."

"It's you, Du Feng—you, a Tian-level mid-stage cultivator, plan to crush us with brute force?" Ye Dou raged.

As for such matters, all students generally understood without saying a word, and pretended not to see them when they occurred.

Hearing these old men's blunt threats, Xiong Chumo's eyes blazed with fury; he wanted nothing more than to beat the shameless bastards to death.

Yet the soul was still extremely powerful; it used the other treasures it controlled to set up a formation, trapping the Xuan Shui Pearl in one spot, aiming to slowly drain her strength until it could take control of her.

In other words, after all their effort, spending so much manpower, material, and resources, they had ultimately enriched someone else.

Jiang Zheng waved at Du Shiyue, who stood with arms crossed and snorted, then rode off on his motorcycle.

Ye Ge thought for a moment: "How about next Saturday? I need to handle some matters at the Big Data Research Institute these days, and the Twin Cities Battle is about to air—I have to supervise all of it."

Only when Su Mei kept running forward did Jiang Zheng and Mi Er notice she was holding something in her hand.

But seconds later, the massive shadow swayed slowly, then crashed to the ground with a loud "Bang"—everyone was puzzled.

In the east, aside from the Hawks sweeping their opponent 3-0, all other three series were bluntly 2-1.

"If you don't know, why call her a demon then?" Ye Guigu was being stubborn; he recalled the three-tailed fox—how terribly it had died, still clinging to its shattered dream until the end.