Chapter 585: The Great Treasure Sword

Under the desk lamp.

Jiang Nian was still diligently working on his test paper. Hearing Xu Qianqian's knock, he shouted without turning his head.

"I'm changing clothes, stop knocking."

Suddenly, the knocking stopped.

"Bah, pervert."

Immediately, the sound of footsteps receded.

"Match a pervert?" Jiang Nian wrote furiously, muttering as he went, "Then what about an honest guy like me?"

The suppression by capital, the injustice of fate. The beginning I forgot, the middle—

Yixia was truly furious. Watching Chen Fangping's cold-blooded crew methodically driving people away from the surroundings, Yixia burned with rage—especially the shoving from Jiang Sheng, which made her absolutely livid.

She knew perfectly well how severe the involution in the entertainment industry was. Especially with the traffic market being this small—if you have it, he doesn't. There are no softies here; without some tricks, you can't survive.

The demonic qi that had forced its way into the White Bone Sword did not dissipate after freezing the blade, but instead rapidly flowed back into Tang Wanying's body. Yet for some unknown reason, the demonic qi that had flowed back into her body through the bone sword had turned into an eerie blood-red color.

Afterward, Zhou Qingmu walked straight out of the mansion, leaving the black-robed youth alone on the spot, at a loss.

Zhou Qingmu didn't have much appetite. He only picked at a few bites with his chopsticks before starting to drink. By the end of this lunch, the wine Zhou Qingmu had drunk was more than the food he had eaten.

The next moment, his entire body felt as if it had plunged into an endless sea of water, and a piercing, bone-chilling cold swept over him instantly.

The subordinate, who had mastered willpower, had his entire body covered by an egg-shaped Bai Yu, easily withstanding all attacks. When the opponent slightly eased their assault to rest, he would suddenly crash into them, making them feel pain and helplessness.

Because today's breakfast was meant to entertain guests, and the guests had not yet arrived, the two of them naturally had no reason to eat first.

"Senior Brother Wu, you need not worry. The Demon-Dissolving Pills you took were made using blood from some blood slaves, not the demonic blood from their brains. The demonic blood on their bodies is very different from that kind of original demonic blood in the blood slaves' brains.

A few maidservants came in carrying food boxes, placed the dishes on the table one by one, and then quietly withdrew.

Susan forced herself to stay patient as she spoke. She knew they had to bow their heads now to survive, and only by surviving would there be hope of escape.

Crossing the Star Sea, in the northeastern region of the Divine Land Continent, four demon hunters led by Yunxuan appeared out of thin air in the Hanyuan Empire.

The Dark Night Moqi that Murong Yinzhu had previously contracted with could not be counted as her spirit beast, nor would it casually obey her summons.

"Let me go, let me go, you big bully." Yun Yong raged, slapping Murong Che hard.

Hearing "source code," both Susan and Xiao Baizhu, who had been quietly listening on the side, were taken aback.

Najiaer's whole body jolted. His fist stopped just one centimeter away from the head of a level-eight elite.

Judging the direction the voice came from, Yi Wuchen's face flushed red, but the heart that had been in his throat immediately settled back down.

"Damn, that's such bad luck—scratching my car up like this. If I let you get away, how the hell is Li Chen supposed to keep doing business from now on?" Li Chen felt the car body jolt and knew things were bad.

"The strange one is you, right? The one being sanctioned is your country—why do you look like you're in a good mood?" Xiao Baizhu realized she would never be able to figure out what this girl was going to do next.

With the arrival of Zang Tian, the atmosphere on the battle stage grew even more tense. Now, every member of the Jun family was breathing slightly rapidly, not daring to look Zang Tian in the eye. Their once arrogant selves had now completely withered away.

At this moment, Zhuo Xinran flew over, used her soft arms to help Nie Tian up, then fed a pill into Nie Tian's mouth. A trace of tenderness flashed through her exquisitely beautiful eyes. Seeing this, no one envied Nie Tian anymore; in their eyes was only a wisp of admiration.