Chapter 726: Tangled Hair, the Cat Who Left Home (Bonus Chapter for Patron [qiu])

The true blood of the Shenlong was merely another clear spring; the moment Pei Ye touched it, it flowed into his body through the gaps in his skin.

In an instant, Binglu sprang to life, opening its mouth, only for him to suppress it again; then the Shen blood flowed smoothly through his body as if it had always been his own blood. Like the Chi blood, Pei Ye distinctly felt its presence.

At the same time, he truly sensed the Lin blood within the woman, as if it were a single thought.

She drew a deep breath, and tender tears streamed down her face in an instant; she bit her lip, her cheeks flooded like a river.

Long before she was with Lu Mingxu, Lu Mingxu had already told her: in his heart, he could never easily forget Lu Hanguo.

“Disciple understands!” Liu Dongzi had expected the Ancestor to merely speak casually, but upon hearing these words, he suddenly roared as if possessed; only then did I realize cultivation had already begun.

No one dared move; everyone hesitated, for he was a living man—they carried guns only for precaution, none could point their weapon at a comrade.

Though older than Xiao Jingtang and holding higher rank, Du Zhenliang could never muster the authority of an elder before Xiao Jingtang; he spoke to him as an equal and dared not point out his impoliteness.

“What medicine did you prescribe?” Luo Qifeng narrowed his eyes; why was the dean’s reaction so intense?

Suddenly, Mu Xiyah erupted again, screaming wildly with no decorum; several patients passing by seemed to stare at her with disbelief, yet she continued shrieking uncontrollably, as if she had lost her mind.

After Ruixue left, Nuoyu walked to the ice coffin and pressed her face nearly against it: “Such jet-black, lustrous hair—she probably won’t wake at all. Sixteen years without awakening, and the seal’s release isn’t something external force can control. Alas, it seems this time she won’t be waited for.” Nuoyu finished and walked away listlessly.

“Your aunt didn’t bring her phone either—you may not know, since you left this home, there’s been a rule: no phones allowed.” Gu Chenxiu cut off Aunt Zhang before she could speak, directly blocking Ye Yongqing’s path.

Lei Chen smiled, sat on the sofa, poured himself a cup of tea, and sipped it contentedly, a lewd grin flickering across his face as he seemed lost in some private thought.

“Hmph, what are you Zhao Mingfan, anyway? If you’ve got guts, hit back.” A cold laugh suddenly came from another private room; a young voice sneered.

On the table, Gao Qing had already eaten four buns, while opposite him, Lanlan’s basket still held five—each basket held eight total.

In fact, having perfected the company in just these few short days already proves Zheng Weikai’s exceptional ability.

Wang Hua roared inwardly; seeing Meng Qi pick up a solid iron rod, he stuck out his tongue, licked his nails, then pushed off with his foot and lunged at Meng Qi.

Seeing Lu You merely flick his right hand, all the Tianchong clan’s strong cultivators were flung in all directions by the gale.

Memories never before seen surfaced in Gao Qing’s mind; he moved his palms continuously, and a strange ripple spread outward—this was the incantation image emerging from deep within his mind: a hazy glow repelled every lightning bolt, and the stone platform carried him safely across!

Legend says that far above the nine heavens dwells the Heavenly Court, home of immortals—composed of countless doghouses… Above the clouds, densely packed doghouses, neatly aligned, form the coveted celestial palace?

Especially the Red Spear Snake reacted strongly—luckily, Heng Shao and Ya Yuan didn’t notice. Nearby, while gorging herself, she suddenly slowed, her eyes frozen as if bound; she stole glances at the lovers, then at her own gluttonous self, saw how ridiculous she looked, and felt like crying.