Chapter 180: Someone Ning Enters!

"Poaching?"

"Mm-hmm, the transfer invitations sent by those pro teams." Qin Huan waved his phone; the QQ screen still glowed with an unread message notification.

Zhao Hao put down the notebook he used to record replay details, shook his head, and said, "I've been busy expanding my hero pool lately and haven't been checking my inbox much. Why would someone approach you privately?"

Hearing this, Xiao Duan's body suddenly tensed, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily twice, his eyes filled with nervousness.

The Thousand-Hand Old Woman and the Void Daoist, who were already aged, had grown even more ancient over these eight months; the wrinkles on their faces and the white hair on their heads made them look far older.

However, before those three words were fully shouted out, Liang Xingzhi had already lunged at Su Zhuo. Without anyone seeing exactly what happened, Liang Xingzhi bounced back and crashed heavily to the ground, while Su Zhuo remained standing in place as if he hadn't moved at all.

The Void Daoist saw the single horn atop the Demon King's avatar flicker suddenly, and then he felt a massive amount of spiritual energy condense upon that horn.

Their families have guarded the southwest frontier for the imperial court for generations, and now they are scouring the land to eradicate bandits. Their families were left in the Imperial Capital, yet they have vanished without explanation; they hope the court will provide an answer.

In the past, I could have given Ping'er to him. But now, Ping'er has bought her freedom; she no longer belongs to me. Ping'er is already with Jia Min. That trick won't work anymore.

Su Yang suddenly raised his head, put down his phone, and rushed into the kitchen. He also fell silent with a bitter laugh. Hua Qingyue was holding a tray of soup, but now the floor was scattered in a mess; it must have been too hot to hold, and Hua Qingyue had lost her grip for a moment.

Though his words were tough, a proud and teasing smile appeared on his face. The meaning was: Now you know you can't get along without me, right?

Especially now that the Azmo Family and the Red Valley Family are in a standoff; even if all this passed, he felt such a proposal would never be made again.

A divine beast wielding Wood-element abilities also struck out; a cage of trees wrapped the Vermilion Bird completely. With these two layers of entrapment, the demonized Vermilion Bird, though its body churned with demonic energy, struggled incessantly, and roared continuously, still could not break free from its predicament.

Zhang Cheng spoke with deep worry. He and Zhang You had fought openly and covertly several times, never gaining the upper hand once, and he had already developed a psychological shadow. Mentioning the three words "dead cripple" made him grind his teeth in fury yet feel utterly helpless.

"Shen Jien? Why would he look for me?" I was puzzled by Lanlan's words; I truly couldn't imagine him going to such great lengths to find me.

Early the next morning, I went to find my mother. I had thought that as long as I avoided Grandma, there would be no problem. But Grandma was simply unavoidable.

No one needed to say it to know who did this. Mo Lin had long foreseen that trying to snatch me from Lei Mingxuan's hands was absolutely impossible. So she could only use space magic to transfer me away directly; as for Lei Mingxuan's subsequent rage, that was the result she had wanted to see.

I was also strange; the Blood Slaughter Sea was everywhere crimson, reeking heavily of blood, yet this patch of sea had not a trace of bloodiness, and was pitch black, with no depth visible at a glance.

Mahesvara also raised the Original Sin Sword high; a colossal sword shadow, wrapped in intense killing intent and the power of sin and punishment, crashed down straight.

Clad in blue robes, with a handsome face devoid of expression, jet-black long hair pinned up with a jade hairpin, a pair of phoenix eyes narrow and lazily half-closed, and red lips slightly parted with a hint of charm.

Before I could react, Zong Cheng had already drawn out that peach-wood nail, knelt halfway, and drove the peach-wood nail brutally into the ground. At the same time, he held me, turned half a circle, and placed me behind him.

Watching Zheng Zhong beside him, who was circulating his qi to regulate his breath, Ruyi recalled the scene just now and, seeing Zheng Zhong so unromantic, her pretty face flushed slightly. She bit her silver teeth in secret, her heart full of silent reproach.