Chapter 194: 191. The Gatekeeper Old Qin (1/1)

191. The Gatekeeper Old Qin (1/1)

Inside the gatehouse of the "Baifuli" residential compound.

The night outside the window was pitch-black as ink, the heavy darkness seeming about to swallow the guard post.

Qian Keren sat on a stool by the window, watching the pedestrians and vehicles that occasionally passed outside the compound.

Four dogs also sat quietly squatting around him; even without leashes restraining them, they remained in a very stable state, making the gatekeeper "Old Qin" beside him click his tongue in wonder:

"Comrade police, this

Only to see that the Gates before them finally revealed his true face—he was a tall, handsome, and resolute Black man in his forties.

"Yaqian! Yaqian! It's me, Haibin, Liu Haibin—don't you remember me?" Coming back to his senses, Liu Haibin grabbed Ye Yaqian's hand and shouted loudly.

Nanfeng nodded slowly. The Daoist acted on Heaven's behalf; the Three Pure Sect took orders directly from the Heavenly Realm and the Underworld. Their heading to Yunhua Mountain beforehand was undoubtedly to prepare and make arrangements for the upcoming gambling duel of magic.

The fact was just as he showed: he really wasn't nervous. With those True Men operating behind the scenes, the reference was merely a formality; even if he didn't want to be a Daoist, those people would still shove him in.

There was also a bird's nest on the tree, with a male and a female of two unknown large birds dozing in it. Looking up and seeing an elephant flying down from the sky, they too were dumbfounded, flapping their wings with a "ga ga ga" sound and trying to flee.

Xintian's sudden outburst caused a subtle shift in Nalan Rou's heart. Ice Clan cultivators such as Cha Kun, Bing An, and Bing E all had extremely complicated looks in their eyes.

Han Ke understood that Zhang Huaiming was ostensibly praising him, but in reality must be doubting his ability. After all, his age was right there; if Meng Li hadn't brought him today, this Zhang Huaiming would have likely shown him the door long ago.

At the same time, regardless of the method, basically everyone divides Qi Refining into six realms: Gathering Qi, Condensing, External Release, Internal Restraint, Returning to Simplicity, and Returning to Origin.

Tu Ying also seemed to realize the danger. He turned around and struggled to pull the trigger at the black-clothed men pursuing from behind. The moment those black-clothed men poked their heads out from the front, they were immediately suppressed by the powerful gunfire and utterly unable to counterattack.

"Of course, what else did you think? How about it? Be mine." Li Fei'er also answered with a grin.

"Representative Li, I think we can skip the meal. You saw it too—we came here today to carry out a mission. I hope you'll tell us whatever there is to tell." Zhou Mingyi walked to Li Dahai's side and spoke righteously, but no one expected him to be secretly winking at Li Dahai.

The moonlight was slightly cold; going further ahead was the jungle. Yuanxi looked around, trying to find a glimmer of light. Given Miss's fear of the dark, without any light she wouldn't dare take a single step, but after searching for a long time she still couldn't see any bright place.

A massive volume—what a concept. An ordinary adult's soul without special abilities is only the size of a segment of a thumb. People differ; the largest Lin Feng has seen so far was only the size of a ping-pong ball. Comparing volume alone, the scale is worlds apart.

Buddhist statues began to appear on the stone wall, and the further he went the more there were—truly strange. First there was Daoist learning, and now there were Buddhist sculptures. Could he have guessed wrong earlier? Chongxuan reached out and touched the Buddhist statues on the stone wall; some were already blurred, apparently having been touched many times, otherwise the surface wouldn't be so smooth.

But now, she had completely changed—become more careful, her thoughts more delicate, and she would even occasionally reveal a touch of coldness.

Jiang Huaiyi patted his son's shoulder affectionately and offered words of comfort. Only when he saw Mo Yu radiate a confident glow once more did he smile with satisfaction.

"Sister-in-law, you may think I'm overestimating myself, you may think I'm too arrogant, but please tell me the names of those people. One day, I will make everyone involved in this killing formation die a very ugly death!" Li Qiang looked firmly at Yang Yushan, his voice resolute.