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Chapter 127: Are You Really Not Some Demon?

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"Speaking of which, if you want me to become the Holy Son of Suffering, what standard qualifies one as a Holy Son?"

Wu Wang was very curious about this question.

Hearing this, the nun smiled gently.

"When you are able to trigger the 【Miracle of Suffering】, you will know."

Having said that, she entered the small town without looking back.

This time, the nun paid no attention to whether Wu Wang followed.

After all, there was no way to escape here.

Wait 72 hours.

Yang Xianrong nodded, seemingly accepting his explanation; her expression froze slightly as she pressed her head, as if she could recall nothing.

He wore a coarse cloth shirt, extremely ordinary in appearance, yet Xie Zheng saw at a glance that his origins were anything but ordinary.

According to Xia Lun's observations, Sikong Yunmo had several times wanted to turn those blind-date targets into wax figures.

Shen Zhilie leaned back in his chair, leisurely watching Lin Miaomiao before him, appearing ready to listen with both ears.

The old lady clearly liked Feng Qiao and Liao Yihuan very much; once the two entered the house, she laughed without stopping. After chatting for a while, Madam Guo ordered Feng Qiao and Guo Lingsi to stay for a meal, then had people support her as she left.

Li Peiyao pulled Ming Lan through the garden toward the bamboo grove over there; at the grove, clear breezes blew in waves.

Ying Fang and her mother preferred soft furnishings; they gathered enough floral-patterned cloth strips to sew matching door and window curtains for both rooms.

Regarding this uncle-in-law, she had heard her parents discuss him privately many times; he was ruthless and cruel.

Moreover, her up-and-down scrutinizing gaze was just like in her past life; that gaze made her feel as if thorns were at her back and a fishbone stuck in her throat.

Lu Yuyan looked deeply at Lady Sun; at first he thought she was angry on Xie Zheng's behalf, but upon closer reflection, it was absolutely not so—Lady Sun was clearly angry at him.

Zhang Yi established the Myanmar region as Southern Yun Commandery and West Sea Commandery, set up West Yun Commandery in the Pan Yue Kingdom territory under West Province, with its administrative seat at today's Yangzhou, named West Sea County. He appointed Zhu Ran as Inspector of West Province.

Although this was somewhat wishful thinking, he, now gathered with all the negative emotions of the Heavenly Dao, had completely become a dark collective.

Deep within the volcano lay a cavern of immense space; at the cavern's bottom accumulated a vast quantity of magma, like a lake, except what the lake held was not water and fish, but scorching magma that churned and splashed ceaselessly.

Fu Youde continuously directed the archers and crossbowmen atop the siege tower, firing at the defending troops near the siege ladders. Today the siege ladders were pushed closer, allowing the crossbowmen to aim very accurately, specifically sniping the defenders on the city wall.

In the morning, the positions of these eleven Cao were confirmed; they immediately led troops to burst in and brought all eleven Cao along with their families to an open area beside the city wall.

Having received Yamamoto Keiko's approval, Echizen Kazuya took Bai Di out to find a suitable place for cultivation.

After the Vice Sect Master finished speaking, that bronze treasure mirror suddenly expanded in midair; its surface formed ripples like the sea level, shimmering with light.

Indeed, for an ordinary person to rush into this storm would truly be a matter of nine deaths to one life, but do not forget Nan Yafeng's disguise before he charged in.

Although he still wanted to flee the demon's grasp immediately, Echizen Kazuya, knowing this was utterly impossible, could only submit to the demon's tyranny.

Leng Wuwei's troops were stationed between the two camps of the Northern Army Legion, clearly with the intent of surveillance. The generals under his command, seeing this formation, were already deeply aggrieved; now they were even more furious, with some even shouting that they would resign and quit. This time, Leng Wuwei did not stop them nor offer any explanation; he took a large batch of resignation memorials and returned to the capital.

"Naturally, understanding how to construct it also indicates that the Stone King of this place has fully awakened its spiritual intelligence; it possesses at least the cultivation and creation of the Sixth Tier. Building a city of such immense scale is likely something only a Stone King at the Immortal Third Realm level could accomplish." Chang Feng's heart was likewise extremely satisfied.

They certainly did not know that at this very moment, in Xu Mu's hand, faint, invisible strands of power were spinning.

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