Chapter 684

He was indeed feeling a tumult now, recalling the people he had encountered who were connected to Lu Linlang, such as the White Face Jade Dragon and Old Tong. They had not seemed like good people at first, with a gloomy impression, but later they all turned into positive characters. Could this be a coincidence?

Seeing this scene, Laughing Rakshasa had to believe what Li Tianqi had said. "It really is the Weak Water!" She secretly rejoiced that she had not acted impulsively, for if she had entered the water, it would have been difficult for her to come back up.

Force has direction, and a blade has inertia, but the knife in his left hand seemed to have neither direction nor inertia. When someone stabbed from the left, he could block to the left, and at the same time, when someone else stabbed from the right, the knife in his left hand could instantly appear on the right side.

Exterminating Rakshasa now saw clearly that it was Lu Linlang who had attacked him from behind. He immediately used his horsetail whisk to block the ice crystals, then turned and lunged toward her.

"What, is our Cao family so large that we can't give him one more furnace?" Cao Liangjin said.

The Dragon King, following closely behind, was terrified. With a furious roar, he struck the back of the ancient immortal branch heavily. Pfft! The ancient immortal branch coughed up a mouthful of old blood, its body crashing into the treasure. The Dragon King swept his eyes over it and let out an exclamation of surprise.

Lin Yumeng squinted her eyes, gave a sinister smile, controlled the illusion array, and opened a gap. Her figure appeared before the eyes of the two assassins.

He couldn't help but laugh; only laughter could release the crushing pressure in his heart, heavy as a mountain. In his nature, precisely because he had a potential indifference to everything, he was able to come this far in the chaotic world of the martial arts.

That medicinal pill dissolved upon entering his mouth, the medicinal power reaching directly to his heart. The residual pain quickly lessened, his consciousness became much clearer, and then a voice sounded in his ear, telling him to circulate his cultivation method and sit cross-legged to recuperate.

"He Chuan, what kind of person do you think Li Maochuan is?" Xiao Mo sat in the passenger seat, silent for a long while, before finally asking.

Consort Shu knew that the Emperor wanted to send Xu Jinghe and Qi Lan away, so she smiled gently and led them out. At the door, she gave a wink to the eunuch at the entrance.

As the formation condensed, the aura of those Flame Wolves grew weaker and weaker, while the aura of that Earthfire Python grew stronger and stronger. In no time at all, it had already reached the high-level E-grade magical beast stage. But it wasn't over yet; the Earthfire Python's aura continued to rise.

Originally, if they had also brought the Flower Fairy along, they would have had someone to look out for them. But after what happened last time, the Flower Fairy had not yet recovered, and they didn't know what her current condition was. So, if they could avoid bringing her, it would be best not to.

Zhang Haotian suddenly felt that the snake before him was even more dangerous than he had thought. If he really let it continue to exist, he couldn't guarantee that it wouldn't harm other innocent people.

Dongfang Xiao nodded. Possessing the power of ghosts and gods, he didn't need any dark-type cultivation techniques or martial skills, but learning a bit more information wouldn't do him any harm.

Within the domain, Hua Yunfei's face changed drastically. Sensing that his movements had become sluggish and the circulation of spiritual power within him had become extremely difficult, every hair on his body stood on end.

Zhang Haotian and Zhou Yingying exchanged glances, understanding in their hearts the reason why Sixth Uncle had spoken that way.

Facing the flying snow, Yiqiu's heart was in turmoil. She wrapped her cloak tightly around herself and walked along the covered corridor toward Rui'an's sleeping quarters. The sounds of music and dance had long ceased, and in the dead of night, the bedchamber's lights were dim and yellow. Yiqiu, filled with anxiety, stepped through the hall door, and Banxia had already come out to greet her.

But Xiao Yicheng's patience had reached its limit. His face was flushed red, and his blood vessels seemed about to burst.

Han Kun's string of words surprised Daniu and Wang Siyao; they hadn't expected he could say so much.

"I mean, stop being so spooky. You really can't see my dad! Calm down! I really think you're possessed by a ghost right now!" Gu Meng said, word by word, trying to make Guan Chenji calm down.

"And your stupidity will bring you deadly disaster. At the very least, you can't stay in this place any longer!" Feng Renjie sneered, looking at Qiqi as he stated the outcome.

The Anonymous Master said: 'If there are difficulties, we must press on; if there are no difficulties, we must create difficulties to press on.' This saying is very good. All male compatriots should seriously study, research, and discuss it, striving for greater ideological progress.

Zhao Fuxin left the private room and saw Zhang Caijun and his group. Zhang Caijun was very disdainful toward Zhao Fuxin, and the servants behind him were the same, except for Gao Jian and Tong Jin, who nodded slightly to Zhao Fuxin in greeting.

At this, Guan Chenji was also startled for a moment. Seeing Gu Meng take the initiative to hold his hand, the smile at the corner of his mouth became even more pronounced, but Guan Chenji wasn't foolish enough to remind Gu Meng of what she had done.

But Meng Xuanying still forcefully suppressed the hatred in her heart. A pair of affectionate eyes stared unblinkingly at Ling Jing, completely ignoring the presence of Li Wuxin, as if nothing had happened, yet she seemed excited precisely because she had seen Ling Jing.

Wanyan Beiya said this as she pushed open the door, and without waiting for Zhao Fuxin's agreement, she walked over to the table and sat down.

As for extra benefits and such... Well, if there's time, maybe I'll write them? But I estimate I probably won't have much time to write.

Before long, they arrived at the laundry room. By this time, the setting sun had left only a faint glow on the horizon, casting a pale light across the western sky and leaving a trace of colorful clouds.

The music began, and Xu Ruyan gracefully ascended the stage again. With charming postures, she performed a tea-picking dance, like a celestial maiden or a forest spirit, her steps nimble as she plucked tea leaves and placed them into the basket.

"Hmph, trying to leave!" Wu Dehou saw the Western Wasteland Twin Ghosts Xing Nu fleeing into the distance and couldn't help but let out a cold snort from his nose.

Therefore, the script for "Celebrating the Remaining Years" was not particularly difficult for Meng Ke. He didn't intend to innovate. Since the market had already proven it to be a good drama, a hit drama, there was naturally a reason for its popularity. He only needed to copy it exactly as it was.

Returning to the entrance of Huifeng Slope, he explained everything to Li Murong and Nangong Hao. The group broke out in a cold sweat. If they hadn't been vigilant and charged toward the exit in a swarm, while the entrance was sealed off behind them, they might never have been able to leave this Huifeng Slope.