Chapter 446: 432. Shamanic Ritual Village

432. Shamanic Ritual Village

Although they could not do anything in secret, Ge Wang and the others still did not give up, running over here whenever they had a spare moment.

However, before Artoria could hand over the candy, Konpaku Youmu swiftly snatched it away.

"Then, from the perspective of a friend, do you think I am a murderer?" Pan Wuyue had always been unable to shift out of his own identity.

The attendant stood to one side, smiling without a word; hearing the sounds of praise coming from next door, he also revealed a satisfied smile.

This precious sword was one she had specifically commissioned a professional to forge for her; its shape was very similar to an épée in the sport of fencing, only the blade was stiffer, sharpened on both sides, and the tip was particularly sharp.

Gao Fei’s heart felt somewhat unbalanced, very unbalanced; hadn't it always been said that the reconnaissance company was the best unit? How was it that in the best unit, he received the worst treatment?

Originally, Lucy and Mika both thought that she should only do some simple movements to maintain her form, and that two high-intensity training sessions a week would suffice.

Through her blurred vision, Nangong Xiyue still saw Dongfang Yu’s actions, which reminded her of what had happened previously at the cannibal village.

Before the applause had faded, the door was opened from the outside; the troupe leader was pushed to his knees outside the door, and looking at the scene inside the room, he could only emit muffled sounds.

Moreover, thinking back to the day after they met, when Su Ruixi suddenly asked for leave and didn't come to class, it seemed increasingly suspicious, as if she were deliberately avoiding something.

In the blink of an eye, over a hundred thousand in red envelopes had been handed out; the elders were immediately grinning from ear to ear, with all sorts of compliments emerging one after another, saying things like the three of them were a match made in heaven.

Li Yuan knew of Uncle Huang’s abilities; within the family, although Uncle Huang was not a top-tier bodyguard, and could not even be considered second-tier, he was very experienced and his skills were quite good—at the very least, the average special forces instructor was no match for Uncle Huang.

Trying to take a step, Long Yuan discovered that he was actually able to walk here, his feet not touching the ground, moving through the void.

Most importantly, from within her bloodline, inheritances and memory fragments were constantly surging forth; that bloodline power was continuously awakening, battering her consciousness, and was almost on the verge of drowning her entirely.

Later on, some prisoners would rather bear heavy burdens to atone for their sins than provoke the fierce beast. For decades, the people of Mafa had assumed this monster had long since died of old age, never expecting that Long Teng and his companion would encounter it today.

Of these four drops of blood, one was the blood of a Demon clan chieftain that the Master had obtained in years past; the origin of the Demon clan’s life was related to the blood of the Sin-Born, a conclusion the Master had reached only after many years of investigation.

After pondering for a moment, everyone nodded, then split into pairs and left, concealing their figures.

"Where did you learn that from?" Tan Fengyi asked in confusion. Although the teachings of the White Lotus were not considered confidential to the outside world, for someone like Wen Qihang to be so knowledgeable, it was absolutely impossible unless he was a member of the White Lotus.

From the four corners of the stone coffin, thick iron chains extended, tightly wrapped around the edges of the coffin.

Xia Qingluo did not take the cultivation manual, but instead pushed it back. Because just today, during the talent test, a nameless cultivation manual had abruptly appeared in her sea of consciousness.

Xia Qingluo tossed and turned on the bed; at the thought that she would be able to take the talent test tomorrow, she felt a faint sense of anticipation in her heart.

Xu Junzhe was among the first dozen or so people to "eat the crab," and he had certain views on shared electric scooters and the internet sharing economy, so some people were happy to listen to his nonsense.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have rebuilt his mental state, clearly recognizing the fact that some people were simply not worthy of being family or parents.

There were quite a lot of people listening; in fact, many university students in the school had ideas about starting businesses, and many students needed successful people to share their entrepreneurial stories to motivate them.

Her gaze was fixed tightly on the battlefield in the distance, fearing that Qin Zheng might make a mistake and get into trouble, fearing that the scene before her was merely an illusion.

It seemed that person truly had designs on her; she had only just returned to the capital, and already they were planting spies by her side.

After Lu Yao finished kissing him, she forgot to be shy; she stroked his cheek, staring blankly into his eyes, and in her daze, she could not distinguish between dream and reality.

Only then, as if having made up his mind, did he slowly extend a finger and flick open the red curtain that looked like that of a joyous wedding chamber.

On the azure, white-flecked surface of the sea, a pair of blue eyes were not very conspicuous. Bai Qingqing looked at the children, but did not know that she herself had also fallen into someone else’s eyes.

The principal’s brow also furrowed slightly, but in the end, he did not blame Qin Wansha too much, only letting out a soft sigh.

A-Xing was startled, not expecting that there would be other people in the Plum Garden, though come to think of it, it made sense; even though the weather was cold, the scenery of the Plum Garden was just right, and how could those who knew how to appreciate it let this beautiful garden go to waste because of the cold weather?

Because An An was repulsed by the necklace, Bai Qingqing had no choice but to hide it under her pillow, touching it whenever she remembered.

"Yo, as expected of someone who is their own boss, you’re becoming more and more eloquent, impressive!" Zhou Yan ate a few pieces of dim sum and praised him repeatedly.

Xin Chen did not know that Li Shi and Xia Yi were at odds; Xia Yi and Li Shi tacitly calmed the thick smell of gunpowder, but Li Shi’s all-out offensive did not stop.

As the aroma wafted over, the colleagues who usually sat upright were almost about to scramble for it in total disorder. The judges now enjoyed the treatment of gourmets and could taste it first. Even those who usually ate with elegance lost their composure this time; even Xin Chen drank the soup until the bowl was completely clean.