Chapter 159: Being a Different Kind of Hedgehog

My name is Chu Xiang, and I am eighteen years old this year.

My hobbies are watching movies and listening to music. My strengths are being single-minded and having strong organizational skills; my weakness is... not being very hygienic.

This summer, I performed beyond my level, scoring 370 points on the college entrance exam. I have already been admitted to "Huzhong University" in Huzhong. Following Zhai Da's suggestion, I chose the Communication Engineering major, which is far better than my previous expectations.

But the best thing that happened this summer, I feel, was participating in a startup with my classmates and completing...

Rider laughed boisterously. But at this moment, there was still one person who, despite attending the banquet, had not shown a single smile.

Only by actively cutting the thin thread did she prevent the flames from spreading. Pang Fei turned her gaze toward the enemy, only to find that Chen Yu seemed to completely ignore her as an opponent; he was squatting on the ground, back turned to her, talking to Zijin.

The key is that among these surviving ability users, there isn't a single expert. Let alone having some incredible ability talent or some incredible ability secret art, there aren't even many who have truly awakened an elemental ability.

The Twenty-Four Rakshasas, although powerful, are after all not twenty-four Elemental Stage experts. Their attack methods are still based on the standard of converting combat power into Qi energy.

Liu Erju's expression was dim; Tong Xiaoxia was furious, and she could no longer stand the faces of He Meng and the others.

Ling Xiu was stunned. Her father, Chu Jinglong, was an owl; it was understandable that Nan Xun captured her. It must be to confirm whether she is a mutant.

The Blind Monk had a look of wanting to cry but having no tears. Although there are only twenty-two saints in the whole world, no one is willing to provoke this guy, Chu Li.

Although the Soul Sect has already been destroyed, the power of the Soul Sect is still known to some powerful people.

The blood-red aura dyed the whites of the world's eyes red; in this way, the world's eyes were filled with scarlet.

The most chilling thing was that the young man being bitten seemed not to have died completely, and was looking around in despair, seeking help.

Ji Yucheng gave a loud shout and took a step forward, charging into the Shura tribe. The long sword in his hand transformed into ten thousand sword rays, tearing the heavens and earth asunder as he slashed out.

Shi Zichen returned home only to see the trembling servants, but she was nowhere to be found.

Watching Su Momo leave, Yi Rong and Liang Huahua stared at her in surprise, but Su Momo just nodded and smiled at her, signaling her to be at ease.

"You can rest assured about this. The immortal cultivators you killed are of no importance to the Demon Heaven Alliance. As long as I vouch for you, you can directly become a member of our Demon Heaven Alliance's Elder Council!" Orange Shazi said, becoming increasingly enthusiastic.

"It seems that what you were worried about eight hundred years ago has happened after all!" Qin Mengling looked at Xu Hong and said.

"Having consumed half the power of the Underworld God clone, I have finally forcibly raised the Yin Ghost clone and the Soul clone to the Ancient God realm. It is just a pity that the main body cannot refine the Underworld God's power." Ji Yucheng sighed and said.

"You go back, I can manage." Not wanting to trouble others anymore, Tian Tian smiled at Su Momo and replied.

"Does the Prince really intend to make me wish for death but be unable to die?" Mu Wanqing did not even realize that her voice was trembling.

"Qing'er, you once cured the Empress Dowager, so I feel more at ease with you. The Empress is deeply suspicious; since she has spoken, you shall stay and take care of her for a period of time. Once her health recovers, you may leave the palace." The Qi Emperor saw Mu Wanqing's reluctance and spoke up.

At this moment, Lady Huo did not speak again, because even she could tell that the young man in white before her was not someone to be trifled with.

Jiang Xinyu put the gun into the box. If the two of them still couldn't find it, she would go look for it herself; she refused to believe that the first shot of her life wouldn't hit the target.

Tian the Charlatan did not quite understand what it meant, so he opened his phone directly and then checked the topic.