Chapter 474: Leaving the Pass

Shen Siyuan, who was in seclusion in his room, knew nothing of what had happened outside; he had not even heard the thunder.

For at this moment, his divine sense had fallen completely into the Illusory Realm of the Divine Seal.

From the Divine Seal, he saw the earliest scenery of the Netherworld, saw how the Netherworld was defiled and finally occupied by the Evil Candle.

The Evil Candle was born from human desires; the more humans there were, the faster society developed, the more desires there were.

When all desires intertwined together,

As a shareholder of their media company, Zhao Chuyao had come directly to poach talent; after all, Qin Yi did not have an agency now, did she?

"The mission we received was to escort Mr. and his party back to Huaxia, so..." The plainclothes officer was not stupid; the other side had no intention of taking them along, leaving them in a dilemma of whether to advance or retreat.

"I just... I just felt that her worth did not merit being sold into a brothel to become a man's plaything," Yafei explained.

The Yu brothers and Tuoba Wang both nodded slightly; if the Xingluo Empire truly intended to kill them, it would be directly making enemies of two of the Seven Great Sects, which was absolutely not something a normal person would do.

The black space that followed immediately swallowed Lu Zhiqiang along with the silver-white light curtain, and the surrounding space gradually stabilized in that instant.

Arriving before Han Shu's X1, Han Shu opened the car door to put her luggage inside; this time he sat in the driver's seat, and Zhao Xinmai naturally took the passenger seat.

Zheng Yan had originally come to learn things and engage with Han Shu's career, not to specialize in serving people. So under the two-thirds arrangement, she would not focus on the salary; as long as it was enough to spend, it would do. Now that she saw clearly, it was not yet the time to make money.

Gu Qingjue must have had doubts as well; otherwise he would not have had people watching the Zhao residence closely, and the moment Zhao Yunliang moved, the news arrived.

Ye Feng not only coveted the Immortal Warship, he also disregarded the cultivators of other Immortal Dao lineages, allowing the brothers around him to beat those cultivators into a pulp.

Ye Wudao did not understand why these people were looking at him like that; who were these strangers?

"What, doing a mission? What can that select?" Xia Zheng frowned, somewhat puzzled.

Sun Shining raised his hand and instead rubbed Shiying's hair, smiling without speaking; Shen Nianyi had once made this gesture when she was anxious and restless; somehow, at this moment, she felt it was just right to use it on Shiying.

"Believe that one day I will become as strong as you all." Having spoken, he immediately swept his gaze around the crowd.

Inside the ancient imperial court there should have been very strict regulations: what identity wore what color and what specification of clothing; one absolutely could not exceed the prescribed limits; therefore, the purple robe was a very good marker for judging the other's identity.

"It is just that this matter of breaking the formation and breaching the dam absolutely cannot involve our people, so as not to give Big Brother and the others a handle to seize and become suspicious," Ao Xin added.

Early in the morning, Li Zhi, together with several young teachers from the school who were supporting education, took basins and knocked loudly, loudly publicizing the matter of the Gentleman in the Blue Robe annihilating the Huang family bullies the night before.

Lin Yanqiu frowned, because as soon as this person opened his mouth, a strong smell of alcohol hit her nose.

One was Li Shimin; before Li Shimin, she could not play any schemes, not even having a sliver of a chance to turn the tables; unfortunately, Li Shimin was already dead.

She wore a very long, very ethereal crimson dress; her long hair was curled into waves, draped over her shoulders like seaweed.

"Thank you, Lord Gu." Yuanbao did not decline; after all, he would have to tell the Emperor in the end; after instructing people to prepare tea and snacks, Yuanbao went to Fengyang Palace.

When An Yun glanced sideways, what she saw was a scene that nearly made her nosebleed.

The iron chains on its body grew tighter and tighter, as if they were about to embed themselves into its flesh; it snorted coarse breaths from its nostrils, and its usually fierce eyes had become somewhat unfocused.