Chapter 308: Mom

"Watching Dou Dou, don't snatch Tang Tang's bike."

"Hehehe~, I'll just ride it for a little bit." Watching Dou Dou said.

"You've already ridden it long enough. And Duoduo, I was talking about Watching Dou Dou, not you, right?"

"I'm teaching her to ride the bike." Duoduo said.

"Do you really like this little tricycle?" Shen Siyuan asked.

"Mm~ mm~" Duoduo nodded again and again. When she was little, she never had a bike like this.

"Then once we get back, I'll—"

Before Fang Chen could finish, a violent aura enveloped the area, and then an icy voice rang in Fang Chen's ears.

So, under the encirclement of four or five police officers, I was shoved onto a police car. During this, Anna cried, made a fuss, and flashed her credentials. But all of it was ignored by the officers, and in the end they still took me away.

This time, Li Zedao did not enter the Yin You Mountain Range again, but chose to go around it and finally enter the territory of the You Domain.

"What demon dares show itself—come out and die!" At this point, Lu Liang was thoroughly enraged and no longer cared about anything. He drew Onikiri, and Onikiri immediately let out the roars of dragons and tigers.

No one had expected that in this wave, the Lion Dog would cut in from such a corner, and no one had expected that the nimble Enchantress would be instantly taken out by the first strike.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. Later on, the pain made me howl at the top of my lungs. I swear this was the greatest amount of pain I had ever endured in my life. I felt the pain was killing me but not quite— no! The pain was so bad I wished I could just drop dead right now, damn it!

"Eat your big-headed ghost!" Lin Ruoyan's tears swirled in her eyes, as if they might fall at any moment.

This time, everyone's heart and lungs were itching with unease. Looking at the situation on both sides, it seemed they shouldn't have thoroughly offended both sides earlier.

The surrounding guards, seeing that expression on their own Upper God's face, instantly felt a chill run down their spines. Because they knew that whenever this happened, their own Upper God must be thinking of Upper God Xiyao.

In fact, it really was so. The Yan Emperor was one generation senior to the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, so the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan's son was of the same generation as Shennong's Ji clan, and the one before Ji Yi now, named Jiang Siya, was of Shennong's great-grandson's generation, so she was one generation below Ji Yi.

The two looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes. Though they smelled the thick stench of blood, they did not see a single drop of fresh blood. Their teacher's wife was extremely serene and peaceful.

"Then what do you mean?" Sun Shangxiang stared at Long Yuan, then, as if suddenly thinking of something, stepped forward and whispered a sentence into Long Yuan's ear.

"What virtue or ability do you have to actually provoke such a faction?" Lan Qin burst out laughing, expressing disbelief.

So, whether for the sake of his own plan or for the safety of his own life, it was best that this Tenth Ancestor not be born into the world.

The more Lin Xue'er looked at this painting, the more she felt it was quite good. Bada Shanren's paintings often used symbolic techniques to express his heart's intent—for example, painting fish, ducks, birds, etc., all with white eyes turned toward the sky, full of stubborn spirit.

However, when swallowing the Primordial Purple Qi, Daoist Hongjun was too hasty, causing the different strands of Primordial Purple Qi to ultimately clash violently due to the differences in their laws.

Just at this moment, loud shouts and cries came from twelve directions in succession, the voices shooting straight up to the sky. Yet it didn't sound like the panic of danger, but rather like the sounds of overwhelming excitement, releasing the inner excitement through this shout.

Everyone felt their scalp go numb, and then an icy chill swept in again—not the cold of any wind or weather change, but a cold that pierced the heart and lungs and froze into the marrow. Even Jiang Hai, whose cultivation was the strongest and who had stayed in the ice cave for some time, couldn't bear it, let alone the others. All they could do was shiver.

A bone-chilling cold suddenly enveloped Mu Yingting and everyone around him, making them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. From head to toe they were chilled, and their chest felt as if pressed down by a massive mountain, unable to breathe.