Chapter 263: Wu Wang and Chen Yifan: A Two-Person Dance
"Old Xiezhi... you cannot escape..."
In some shadow within the Fuli Academy.
A slightly petite woman, draped in a cloak, spoke in a chilling tone.
She clutched an exquisite gear in her hand.
Countless patterns and traces were carved upon it, layered like watermarks covering its surface.
It was precisely the missing music box fragment that Wu Wang and the others had been seeking.
She was the mastermind behind all of this.
Today
The nuns all glared at Wu Meiniang's back, listening to her speak; the more they listened, the more terrified they became, nearly collectively seeking a ditch to squat in again.
"I do not know who recommended this commoner, nor what the matter is," Sun Chengzong's voice was so loud that the eunuchs outside the hall did not need to eavesdrop specially to hear it clearly.
Watching the array wound inflicted by his own demonic qi being painstakingly repaired, the Heavenly Demon laughed with extreme malice.
A surge of joy rose in the hearts of the few, bringing a feeling of survival against all odds; Yi Qian and Yi Xue supported Lin Xiao, while Wang Dazhuang remained on constant guard. The three dared not speak another word, rushing immediately toward the nearest wind tunnel; if they did not leave at such a moment, there would be no chance left.
He continued to take the pulse of the patients behind him, yet the courtyard became unsettled from then on; the crackling and popping sounds never ceased. The patients in line, bored with waiting, began clapping to cure a hundred diseases.
As if hearing Si Qing's voice, the Dragon Vein suddenly churned violently; inside, Wang Jingzhe's eyelids trembled, and vigorous vitality sprouted within his body, growing and gradually strengthening.
The Thunder Punishment Spear swept horizontally, and a black spatial rift appeared before it; a spear light of incomparable power, carrying an aura that shook the very space, slashed down at the group in unison.
Wang Lu had originally intended to control the kung fu zombie to bite Wang Decheng, but hearing Huang Yin Feng's words, if victory relied solely on biting, she would be even worse than this brute; if the Old Humans possessed a strong will, did the Chosen Ones' envoys not possess one as well?
Shi Aiguo's scalp went numb, so he could only agree, secretly regretting in his heart; had he known the trouble would be kicked onto his own head, he should not have told his big brother. Now look at this mess: he wanted to ask for advice, yet ended up executing the murder plan himself, and he still had to figure out how to kill.
Before the sentence was fully spoken, Cat Master snapped his fingers like a magician, and that business card appeared in his hand; then, with a flick of his wrist, he tossed it into the fireplace.
Murong Jiu was now like a mute eating bitter melon, unable to pour out his bitterness; he was far from as calm and composed, or as free and easy, as he appeared.
When the orange-yellow sunlight fell upon the balcony, Cao Yifan woke up; it turned out that after Yuanyuan fell asleep, Cao Yifan, holding her, had also fallen asleep within a few moments due to the comfort, amidst that warm atmosphere.
Lu Yuanbai heard her report but did not give the reaction she desired; she could not help but grow anxious, urging him repeatedly with her words, short of taking direct action.
No wonder mother said everyone in the village liked to crowd into their home; now the stone table and stone stools beneath the grape trellis were surrounded by villagers, some playing chess, others gathering to chat. Cao Yifan saw they were all very familiar people, elders from his own clan, uncles, aunts, and the like, who were close to the family.
Upon seeing something similar, one would pluck a stalk, chew it into pieces in the mouth, and then apply it to the place bitten by the snake.
Wang Yuyan had grown accustomed to her boyfriend's miraculous abilities and felt no surprise; after the intimate contact just now, she naturally relaxed somewhat and took the initiative to hold her boyfriend's arm affectionately as she walked toward her aunt.
Cao Yinglong paused upon hearing this; indeed, since he had entered, although his attitude was very humble, he had never performed the kowtow.
Tang Long knew the Fox Immortal must have prepared long ago, so he said no more, taking a cushion and placing it on the ground.
Having spoken those words, Earth Treasure Daoist first manifested over a thousand stone spears that flew toward Zhang Muliu, while he himself transformed into an Earth Yuan over ten zhang in length and width, also flying toward Zhang Muliu.
End of Chapter
