Chapter 202: Slaying the Four Directions

Shen Siyuan and the others' appearance was like a giant torch, drawing countless lost souls toward them.

These lost souls rode dark clouds that blocked out the sky; countless sins, resentments, malevolent energies, and poisonous, filthy mists churned together, forming the most sinister and terrifying thing in the world. A mere touch would devour the flesh, corrode the soul, and turn the victim into a lost soul like them, devoid of reason and driven only by instinct.

Then, from their mouths came the most venomous curses in the world, wailing and screaming.

"Your Majesty, please summon the imperial physicians immediately." Seeing this scene, the Empress quickly ordered her attendants to fetch the imperial physicians.

"Sorry to let you see a joke." As he spoke, noticing the insect in Jiegeng's hand, his expression changed for a fleeting moment.

After all, in professional league matches, solo-jungling early in the game without teammate support is extremely rare.

Besides, even when farming jungle monsters, the current version's monsters are so powerful; how could they possibly be cleared in such a short time?

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't need to use her toes to figure out what was happening. She opened her beautiful eyes wide and stared at Jin Guangyan. Even joking has its limits! Could it be that because she defied him, he would act so domineering? Besides, Mu Feng was still present. They were hosting a welcome banquet for him, yet his antics would leave her with no face to show.

Finally, the flute sound ceased. Finally, he slowly descended from the branch. However, Qingrang thought her eyes were deceiving her; she saw a flash of light, then heard a heavy thud beside her, accompanied by a strong scent of blood.

Xi Xichen laughed generously. Her tolerance for alcohol was decent; red wine and beer posed no problem, but she couldn't handle the white liquor.

"What did he do to you? He promised me he wouldn't harm you!" Yun Ze rolled up his sleeves, looking ready to pick a fight.

After the Eunuch walked out, He Lan Yao lifted the bowl and sniffed it carefully. The ingredients were correct; it was a general Qi-tonifying medicine, yet why did something still feel off?

To him, marriage was not a tomb, but a perfect and happy heavenly prison. He was willing and even eager to be locked in this prison of love forever, never to be released.

"Hmm, not bad. Yang Liu, you have taken on a good disciple; this young one is teachable." He Jia nodded in satisfaction.

She was wrapped in a bath towel, simply putting on her pants to the left. The key point was that her bite just now was too fierce, leaving two rows of bloodied grooves marked with teeth on Xiangzuo's neck.

Therefore, all three commentators hoped the AFK player could win a round for the Ice Team, even if the AFK player's opponent was PDD; they didn't care... Anyway, they only cared about the excitement of the match, not favoring one side over the other.

Coordinating with the Nine Yang Sacred Body, a powerful surge of true essence emerged from his dantian. Zhao Junyu dared not be careless and hurriedly activated the dual cultivation method from the Myriad Forms Body Refining Art.

This fellow had been in a very bad mood lately because Qin Hongshang had become much colder toward him. He didn't resent the fickleness of beauty; he blamed that fellow named Jin Shi for interfering and stealing his beloved. He secretly plotted how to kill this rival.

It was definitely friendly fire. Damn, is this guy really stupid? He actually got so close to me. But then he thought again, and He the Young Master immediately felt a chill of fear. Fortunately, Aqiu was a rather silent and reserved fellow.

That pitch-black eye looked around in confusion, found no trace of Wang Hu, and then slowly merged into the curtain of thunder.

The Dark Tree Spirit nodded, shrank slightly, then extended green vines that branched out into a bird. It looked lifelike, and the leaves emitted a faint dark light.

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, those pairs of burning gazes indeed made Luofei uncomfortable.

Hearing the words "Feng Yue," Qin Chuan's eyebrows twitched slightly. Meanwhile, Yaya inside the Sumeru Ring had sensed it and wanted to burst out, but he suppressed her tightly.

The latter simply gazed calmly ahead. Its pair of ox eyes were wide open, seeming like an old monk in deep meditation. However, everyone knew it was pretending to be stupid.