Chapter 215: Seductive Inquiry

"Huh!"

Xia Daoming, who had been flying ahead, quickly sensed a flying vessel approaching from behind and turned back in surprise.

After spending seven days in the Ancient Ruins of Longyu Sea, this was the first time anyone had actively flown toward him.

Before this, everyone had fled far away at the first sight of him.

"Huh, a man and a woman—they look familiar!" Xia Daoming's eyesight was exceptional; even from afar, he could make out their silhouettes.

As soon as he spoke, the prison bars beside him suddenly exploded, and dozens of figures surged out simultaneously, charging at the hundreds of armored soldiers who had rushed in.

Due to time constraints, Lu Hao and the others only played six more rounds before their convoy disbanded.

This not only reduced casualties and improved coordination, but also greatly conserved their own abilities and energy.

By now, Qiuqiu and Loken had no doubt about what Kasha had gone to do in the river.

It was terrifying—but terrifying what? He couldn't remember. Probably startled by the sudden appearance of the fat ghost. Yeah, that must be it.

I'll enter the dungeon early tomorrow and handle it when I return, but An Jiale and Ye, you two can take on less dangerous tasks with Tuotuo.

Others might believe it. But Lou Qixue had lived with her for a century in his past life—he knew exactly what kind of person she was.

The old monk, however, felt regretful, his cold gaze fixed on Maitreya's back. He took a deep breath and tucked away the candle.

But Wang Ye's eyes showed no emotion; he simply wrote the number "16" on the ground and walked away.

The last time Liu Shuyuan came, he had already told her he had no intention of rebuilding Xuanyu Temple. Halfway up the mountain, no roads reach it; even in this technological age, constructing a temple would demand tremendous effort. He needed quiet cultivation—he couldn't tolerate noise and disturbance.

Qin Tian took a deep breath, his brow deeply furrowed. As expected, a powerful cultivator had tracked him down and arrived together.

As soon as he spoke, the group, though with differing intentions, truly united and charged forward as one.

But he hadn't expected Xia Zheng to glance once and immediately recognize it—and even say the seed wouldn't sprout easily.

After Zhao Zhao Zilong got out of the car, Li Zhen understood and parked it properly, then went to the sports equipment nearby to stretch. Zhao Zhao Zilong leaned against the wall, basking in the warm sunlight as he chatted with Sisi, feeling quite content.

In the space of a few blinks, amid the stirring sound of suona horns, a wedding procession suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.

"What's going on?" The security captain, seeing the conflict from afar, knew full well the background of the person living in Villa No. 9. This place was merely a casual stop for them. To provoke a guest of Elder Xu—aren't you just asking for death?

Du Gu Yang was severely wounded, and Yan Yan Qinglang was injured too—but Yan Yan Qinglang still held the upper hand.

The top young talents rushed in one after another; the cultivators gathered at Panhu Village had long been unable to contain themselves. Qin Tian's shout acted like a catalyst—dozens of figures, riding qi, shot swiftly toward the dark, roaring entrance.

Wu Yun let out a clear whistle; the tiger and wolf both halted about a zhang from Qin Yi, crouching low, eyes fixed intently on the boy in the street.

One night was enough for many things to ferment, yet the entire Demon Land remained unchanged—this proved that Mark truly wasn't that important.

If Hong Shu hadn't discovered the other's identity, Schindler might truly have nurtured Hong Shu and become his adoptive father.

Yet his soul technique had not yet fully manifested when a voice, like a demon's whisper, sounded in his ear.