Chapter 225

"Hey, little imp, come over and sit!"

Just as Xiao Yu retreated from the scene amidst the laughter of the crowd, Li Qianyue lay on the second-floor railing and beckoned to her.

The second floor of the Elegant Pavilion was the most spacious location and the most suitable place for watching plays; those who could go up to the second floor were all top-tier big shots.

For example, the Old Immortal and several immortal guests.

Xiao Yu was not in the Elegant Pavilion at all earlier; she was standing in the courtyard waiting to go on stage, and her seat was also in the courtyard.

Seeing Li Qianyue beckoning, the Old Immortal and several

Wu Yu looked at the dozens of corpse demons around him, cold light flashing in his eyes. He did not conceal the aura on his body, which was comparable to a cultivator at the late Body Integration stage, releasing it to the point that the heavens and earth changed color. Even these corpse demons, with their extremely tough physical bodies, were shaken back several steps, their huge claws carving deep gullies into the hard ground.

Zhang Guiba and the others couldn't wait to test the power of their new weapons. They were all high-ranking generals and already had some research into hidden weapons, especially Li Si'an; he could hit whatever he pointed at with a short spear, let alone a pistol? Of course, he never missed.

With a crisp "ding," he saw that his blade had already been snapped. A-Da spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated straight back several steps. His battle qi had been condensed on that blade. At this moment, the battle qi and the blade were snapped by the old man. A-Da also suffered a not-insignificant injury as a result.

Dressed in brocade clothes and colorful skirts, covered in precious rings and ornaments, she was as graceful and luxurious as if she had worn the most magnificent clothing in the world.

Chu Zhan shouted loudly. Immediately after, his tiger-like body shook. He strode toward the man with steady steps. He only moved his steps slightly, yet he could clearly feel the powerful force burning from the man's slight anger. Just feeling it was enough to make one's body tremble. One can imagine how powerful his own strength was.

But the Luoyu Kingdom's sparse population of only a few million determined the small number of people joining the army in the country. Although Zheng Xiyuan vigorously encouraged immigration from other countries, the effect had not been obvious so far. Therefore, soldiers were the reason he had never dared to vigorously expand the army.

At this moment, Chu Zhan retreated to the side of the old man and Molina immediately after his attack. He looked at the place where stones were constantly falling, panting. Releasing such powerful strength before his body had adjusted was an overload for Chu Zhan.

"Enough, I won't let them off so easily. Definitely not. However, I also don't need your help; please let me leave." Yuesheng growled, interrupting his words. His hypnotic-like words made Yuesheng very uncomfortable.

No one could block a single sword strike from Liuguang. While fighting, the wings behind G2 never stopped emitting light beams.

Hearing Shangguan Xiaoxiao stop mocking her and instead ask Sikong Yujin about "Jian Yue's" news, Xuanyuan Yue's mouth twitched on the spot.

He reached out a hand, but no matter what, he couldn't touch Chu Xuan, who was close at hand. Strange tried several times, and every time he grabbed at empty air.

Compared to the Extremely Dark Sword, the sword in the hands of the Su-na Ghost was like a piece of junk, as if it had been picked up from somewhere.

For today's talent show, Meng Qiuxian took the top spot and was also rewarded by the Empress Dowager, yet the Emperor did not see it.

Everyone in the conference room was an elite of humanity; hearing such words, they subconsciously shook their heads.

Meng Yuanyuan glanced at him in disbelief; when did this dog emperor become so humane?

Jian Yue smiled ingratiatingly at Tang Yuan, said nothing more, and carried her things out of the restroom.

Thinking of that incident last time, Jian Yue still felt a little lingering fear in her heart; Song Yanqi seemed to no longer be that seemingly innocent youth.

Previously, every time she was gentle and clear, just like the outfit she wore when he first saw her, sitting in the same place waiting for a man who couldn't be called "love."

As long as she gave herself a chance, she could successfully fuse all seven Great Laws and four Great Rules.