Chapter 622

"Governor Zaiheng, I have already been to Yingxiang Prefecture and informed everyone there of your astonishing feat in slaying the two demon cobras. They are overjoyed and eagerly await your return to hold a victory banquet in your honor!"

Waiting in the courtyard, besides Master Wang, was Jiang the City God.

From Nanshan County to Yingxiang Prefecture, two thousand li away, a round trip of over four thousand li would take a true immortal a full day to fly—but Jiang the City God completed his round trip in less than half an hour.

This is the speed of a ghost deity.

Although Gu Nanfang is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he is said to have suffered severe injuries, so some low-level cultivators entertain the thought that it was mere luck—he's been hunted everywhere.

Seeing Lady Li's expression utterly calm, Rong Qian finally realized: Lady Li had been accompanied by bodyguards all along.

Moreover, China's navy was never particularly strong, and during that dark period, the navy suffered the most devastating destruction.

"Tsk, now that your fever's broken, you've got the nerve to talk back?" An Ming stood beside the bed, arms crossed, looking down at her with a mocking smirk that made Yin Yin feel uneasy.

After Philips vanished, Sawei stood frozen in place for a moment before walking deeper into the alley—though he didn't forget to pick up the rabbit mask on the ground, its surface blurred by stains.

She was lucky—by the time she was reborn, the big demon had already grown up! He was already hopelessly twisted! How could she possibly raise his affection value? How could she even romance him?

A revenant corpse is formed when a soul is forcibly shoved back into a corpse the instant after death; unless controlled by extraordinary power, ordinary people cannot become revenant corpses—but Monica is certainly no ordinary person.

It didn't feel particularly unpleasant; in fact, it was quite warm. Lu Chuan brushed aside the flames beside him, and a sense of warmth and gentleness arose spontaneously in his heart.

With a thunderous boom, the instant the giant sword touched the barrier, a gap several feet long split open. Li Si's face lit up with delight—he was about to act—when suddenly, the gap flashed golden light and sealed itself shut again.

From the luxurious room came intermittent sounds, followed by prolonged screams; long after, they gradually faded away.

Although the Star River Empire is the largest nation in the universe, it is not the single most powerful one; around it still exist many nations far stronger.

Just wait one more day—soap is an extremely easy household product to manufacture. With the card system activated and ancient chemical formulas at hand, Zhao Xin isn't worried. His main focus remains on the discarded liquids—that's why he stayed.

"I'll summarize and speak last," said Xingchen, the second to die, then turned his gaze to Ice Cream, waiting for her to speak.

Seeing Di Zhi preparing to leave, the old man sneered. Run? Where could he possibly run? Now that he's shown his face, he won't escape again.

"Die!" Luo Ge Long led the charge; seeing the Level Five Tengshe lunging toward him, his arm instantly erupted with rings of crimson divine energy patterns—a fire dragon roared forth instantly.

In his eyes, several bullets suddenly slowed down. His heart stirred—he reached out his hand and grabbed them.

Unexpectedly, after nightfall, the boat anchored on the canal, over ten meters from the riverbank. This frustrated Dan Mu, who had been waiting for an opportunity; after two rounds of communication, they decided to launch a risky strike.

Some senior ministers, seeing Zong Zheng about to speak, were startled—no matter how dire the situation, this was not a wise move; even Han Qi himself did not believe Zhao Xin would return to his former identity.

Yes, they joined forces—these enemies who had been fighting each other just a second ago now united against the catastrophic attack.

At that moment, everyone followed his gaze toward the distance and saw a sandbag beginning to leak water. If this continued, a breach was inevitable. The situation grew critical, yet some still crossed the suspension bridge; the rain intensified, severely impairing everyone's vision.

"Chen Ge, thank you so much," Yuan Ye said, his face filled with gratitude—it even made me feel a little embarrassed.

Ye Xuan opened his eyes to find Shangguan Feixue seated cross-legged, while his head rested upon her translucent, ivory-white leg, smooth as water.

A glow of wisdom shimmered at his third eye; Su Hanshan's gaze was clear and profound. Ignoring the reverent stares of over a hundred monks in the meditation hall, he walked toward the Ragged Robe Pilgrim.

Xiao Long frantically searched, hurling curses—trying to provoke Zhao Min into appearing, even insulting her ancestors for eighteen generations.

When she drank the medicinal decoction, she felt its vigorous restoring power surge within her.

Since beginning combat with Su Hanshan, Mu Chengfeng had remained cautious throughout, fearing he might unwittingly fall victim like Kunlun slave Aman. After observing for a long time, he reached a conclusion.

After bringing Kara into the world of the Red Child, it would be unreasonable not to send her back.

Morgoth does not remain constantly within that hall; he periodically travels to inspect his domains and appears at special occasions.

There'll be chances later to repay Heng Yanlin—no need to force a cash payment now.

At the airport, letting in a few people is extremely simple—just assign a few individuals.

At this point, when even breathing becomes unbearable, death becomes a luxury.

At these words, Wei Ziyan's elegant, perfectly poised smile vanished instantly; her hands clenched unconsciously into fists.

His beloved Li'er has married—he should be happy—but how could he not ache? The girl he had doted on for so many years was gone.

"I said it—since there's food, we won't starve. Let's just wait for Yan Mingfei," said Yang Xue'er.

It was thanks to Mingfei leading them one by one to slightly flatter ground that they managed to shuffle around for half a day without going far; as dusk approached, they'd clearly have to spend the night on the mountain.

Though she knew full well that crying and wailing solved nothing, and understood she must not be weak—she must face this with strength—when she saw Gu Mingyue, she could no longer control her inner grief and fury.