Chapter 80: Kong Yiji's AD! (Ten Updates, Requesting Monthly Passes)

"After Zhuang Ning is beheaded, we shall depart. Within these few days, I will speak with Ye Shangfang about this matter." The Crown Prince replied calmly.

At this moment, he felt only that the things he had experienced over the nearly two months were far too numerous.

Wen Yi knew she had likely encountered someone she did not wish to meet, so she asked no more and hurried toward the door.

She did not know that Zhong Yi and the others were accustomed to such deeds; no one who sneaks around fails to bring a few bottles of air freshener. Even the door cracks are sprayed thoroughly. If there is even a trace of foul play, Zhong Yi admits defeat.

The new target was a steel pole for a stage, reportedly the male lead. Jiang Sui bought a ticket, entered the venue, and watched this dance drama. She grasped nothing else, but she did grasp one thing.

Mu Jingchen's heart let out a cold sneer. Mu Chongyang was indeed an old fox; it was clear at a glance. Pity he knew it too late.

"What is the panic? Go find Mr. Zhang and have him write another one, is that not so?" Regarding this, Yelu Qitian dismissed it and instead scolded.

With Saturday's help, Angela defeated challengers several times her size with almost no effort, even frightening Rafael into not daring to act.

A child is a mother's bottom line. No mother would treat her own child so viciously; either she has gone completely mad, or this child is not her own flesh and blood.

Regarding this, Jiang Sui ate the fruit platter Zhou Jingmu had just cut and began reporting her duties to Guan Ling.

Though the scenes were few, the gains were great, and the impact on the two was immense. Who would have thought that within the Chaos, besides the Primordial World, there existed other worlds? This was crucial news; at the very least, it broadened Ming He's horizons, no longer limited solely to the Primordial World.

But reincarnating to cultivate anew is no trivial matter. Even for a Late-Stage Quasi-Saint like the Mystic Turtle, once reincarnating to cultivate anew, one easily perishes midway. Since Ming He was willing to take him as a disciple, he was naturally delighted. With Ming He shielding him, upon his return from reincarnation, he could at least cultivate back to his current realm.

"Good!" Su Shan lowered her head, a faint blush rising on her face, her voice like a mosquito's, barely audible.

The coverage area of the three cities spanned nearly ten thousand li in all directions. Ye Zhengfeng wasted several full hours before setting up a massive formation within this ten-thousand-li expanse, sufficient to shield all explosive fluctuations within, unless the power here reached the Late-Stage Dao Emperor level of explosion.

Where that golden pillar of light passed, the void was instantly pierced, and the black mist dispersed rapidly.

Duan Ke tilted his head downward, stepped hard with both feet onto Lu Jia whose defense had been broken, and using that force, immediately flew hundreds of meters away.

After waking, he touched his face; the sensation of pain was gone. The skin felt soft and tender, like that of an infant.

"The person I trust most is you. Naturally, I believe what you say." Duan Ke smiled at Duan Yi and leaped into space as well.

"Immortal Changsheng!" Qiang Liang and Jiu Feng cried out in unison, a sky-shattering cry and a heaven-shaking tiger roar. In the eyes of the two demon gods burned fierce flames; they feared nothing, gathering their magical power together, fully prepared to fight to the death.

"Brother Bai, what has happened?" Chu Yunfei rode over on his horse, seeing the mess on the ground and a pool of glaring liquid.

Previously, the surrounding area of the location was indeed within the tribe, and the map of every camp should have been extremely vast, after all, the number of players was quite large.

"It's nothing, nothing, it doesn't hurt at all, it's just... Sister Meiniang..." Li Zhen was sweating profusely from the pain, but to display his manliness, he stubbornly did not cry out once.

The call was from Simons, the general manager of the Laimer Company. Grandfather owed him a very heavy debt of gratitude.

"Who are you? What do you do? Why go up the mountain?" A man in the guise of a captain stepped forward and asked.

Han Yun merely flipped through it casually, then directly scrolled down to the comment section; this was truly the most worth-seeing part of the forum.

"Why! Why must you be a cultivator of Huaxia? Why must the Huaxia Continent be at odds with the Boundless Divine Domain? Why must I know you!" Luan Ji painfully clutched her head, screaming and crying until her voice was hoarse.

Although selling ice cream in such an environment was strange, there really were customers here! After entering, Xiao Long discovered that all the customers here were demons transformed. Thus, inferring from the environment, they were mostly demons possessing ice attributes; coming here to eat ice cream was nothing unusual.

Lin Chen understood that every forbidden ground in Tai Xuan had its reasons; under normal circumstances, ordinary disciples were not allowed to know.

Therefore, regarding the true mastermind behind this war, besides Locke, these nobles must bear more than half the responsibility.

Damn the excuse of having an empty pot; Lin Chen would not believe it. Which one of these hidden great clans did not possess profound foundations?

"Vice Minister Ke, what are you doing? If you have anything to say, just stand up and speak!" Fang La, not waiting for Ke Yin to finish, hurriedly went to support Ke Yin.

Whoever could walk out safely from one of these four dangerous places would surely be immortalized for ten thousand years, shocking the entire Earth Star Realm.

Because he must first throw Qingling up, then use that force himself to leap toward the opposite bank. If Qingling landed there first, when he went over, he would surely be blocked by them; the final result would very likely be his burial in this place.

In past years, the late Empress suffered a persistent high fever; the imperial physicians were helpless, offering only a few doses of dispersing soup medicine.

The holiday was approaching; the trainees were each making their own preparations. Bal's shop was temporarily closed. Dongfang Xiao handed over his alchemy laboratory entirely to Yao Lin to manage, while he himself began preparing items needed for the journey.

Although the path to rise was extremely difficult, as long as one exerted effort, there was no need to worry about the problem of failure.

After browsing the news and current events for a while, reading various depressing reports, he sighed, "Human hearts are no longer ancient, and the ways of the world are cold." Calculating the time, the noodles were almost ready.

The Drunken Red Tower was indeed a top-tier power; not long after the message was sent out, a legion of Red Guards, all dressed in red like fire, appeared in great numbers near the Western Nether Mountain Range.