Chapter 708

The First Madam was furious, and the Old Lady's face also turned pale. Jin Niang, standing by, grew worried—the Old Lady had a history of illness, and she must not collapse from anger again. She quickly went over to pat the Old Lady's back and massage the acupoints on her neck and head.

When the Second Master heard this, he went to open the door. As soon as he opened one panel, a cold soft sword attacked him.

Immediately, top-tier deities like Zhen Yuanzi entered the formation, and without a word, they went on a killing spree, slaughtering a group of rogue cultivators.

The pouty loli focused her gaze, locking onto the red body of the frenzied fiery ape. Her upper body slightly lowered like a beautiful tigress ready to pounce on her prey.

In the demon beast world, being able to emit killing intent was not a bad thing; on the contrary, it was a glorious matter. The demon beast world was inherently one that advocated martial prowess, where force reigned supreme. Being able to radiate killing intent only indicated one thing: that one's strength was formidable enough.

"Mother knows that! So you can only marry one of them, and the others will be your lovers—wouldn't that work? This way, you won't break the law, and it's all voluntary. Even Heaven itself can't do anything to you." He Qing argued.

But though Feng Le had figured this out, he had no leisure time to bother with it. The matter at hand was to first deal with these three demon crabs. Meanwhile, his other two avatars also understood the original's intention and immediately set to work.

So someone wanted to seize the mysterious map from Yuan Yue's hand while he was off guard! A white-robed Taoist, thin but exuding an immortal aura, stood quietly in the void, gazing calmly at Yuan Yue and Lin Yu's group.

Was Zhou Ying now planning to use her mere status as a hall master as a fulcrum to pry open this massive underground organization?

The crushing defeat of the Xiaguan fleet left Asaka-no-miya Kyūhiko dumbfounded. When had the Chinese secretly turned Yanzi Cliff into a large fort fortress under the very noses of the Great Imperial Japanese Army? And deployed 280mm coastal defense heavy artillery?

"Second Prince..." Cuiliu hurriedly nudged Xian'er with her shoulder, then curtsied to A Xiang, who was striding in.

Xian'er dressed, ate a couple of spoonfuls of congee from Cuiliu's hands, then took the military tally with her and slipped out quietly.

"Actually, I don't know if I like him or not." Lei Ting's voice weakened a few degrees. She lowered her head, eating snacks gloomily, chewing with some force.

Hearing this news, even Mo Suiyun's composed handsome face darkened a few shades. He dismissed the reporting guard with a deep voice, then lowered his eyes and began to calculate silently in his mind.

Ye Li was too shocked to recover. What was Mo Jingli talking about? Could it be that he thought her current behavior was a game of hard to get? Where did this man get such a good sense of self?

Qian Shasha's expression had already revealed her thoughts. However, Qian Shasha had no choice but to go for the follow-up checkup, and Shao Wanxi had no choice but to coax her in by any means. After all, her legs were really normal.

This hundred gold coins were also scraped together by him through painstaking efforts. Today, to win Cao Ang's favor, he gritted his teeth and took them all out.

Soldiers. Yun Ting and Xia Shu were commanders of the Yonglin City garrison, not ordinary soldiers, so Ye Li had no intention of deceiving them. If the leaders could not see clearly the situation before them, nothing else could be mentioned.

The Demon Consort shook her leopard-skin coat, and a radiant, beautiful figure stood in the cave. She slowly turned and walked to a hot spring. By the reflection in the water, she saw her own face.

"Yes, General Yue!" The soldiers nodded, keeping Yue Jin's words in their hearts.

Zilin touched her own forehead, then reached out to touch Jiayu's forehead. Her reaction was the same as Xiaole's—she didn't believe that Jiayu was someone who worked outside.

Jue Ling watched his retreating figure, cherishingly placed the medicine bottle into her bosom. The smile on her face grew even bigger.

Leng Yue gazed at Meng Xingchen with loving eyes and said to everyone, "He is the most beautiful landscape painting in my heart." Meng Xingchen blushed, lowered his head in shyness.

The Emperor bestowed a jade pendant from his person, and the Empress and Imperial Noble Consort bestowed phoenix hairpins. Moreover, because she was the first to receive such generous rewards, surpassing even the Empress, Noble Consort, and Virtuous Consort, the Yan family and Virtuous Consort were infinitely honored.

Normally, Hong Jun only needed to hear the conclusion, but this time, even Li Jinglong was a bit uncertain.

"I... will die." Hong Jun felt boundless pain devouring his soul, eroding all the beautiful memories in his life, replaced only by an acceptance of endless darkness. He had thought that becoming a demon would bring sadness, fear, and resentment, but none of that happened.

A strong fragrance wafted over; it was the season when Luoyang flowers bloom, yet for some reason, there were no tourists here.

"Hmph, this person hides his head and shows his tail—he must have some scheme. We must not let him escape!" Tie Ruhan said, and then flew into the sky, first wielding his golden hook.

A corner of the leader's office curtain was lifted; someone was secretly looking at Ye Zifeng and Luo Qingxue sitting outside. When the peeper saw Ye Zifeng, his face was full of excitement—first surprise, then confusion, and finally a face full of smiles.

The cave was large, empty, and cool. However, this coolness felt cold to the fierce bird, and its body trembled.

Bai Yechen had just put on his white lab coat and pulled on rubber gloves when he stepped into the lab door, and an assistant came to report with a data folder.

Sensing these gazes, he frowned, picked up his phone again, and then downed the cold coffee on the table in one gulp.

Ruize chuckled softly, about to tease her as usual, but when his words reached his lips, he caught sight of someone from the corner of his eye, pursed his lips, and his expression darkened.

"Nonsense! Do you know that the fire spewed by the Qingyun Sword contains severe poison? As they say, fight poison with poison. Correspondingly, the other antidote you want is also a poison. How can you use poison as a wound medicine?" Mo Liqing scolded.

He had originally planned to wait until dark, return Mu Huayin's belongings to her, and secretly let her go.

Meanwhile, Zhao Youming was lying on his lover's bed, drinking fine red wine, completely unaware that his impromptu decision to spend the night at his lover's place had just allowed him to walk past the gates of hell.

Ling Feng looked around blankly. Reaching out a finger, he found that his left arm had become a withered skeleton, and his right hand had also disappeared, replaced by a dagger hovering in mid-air.