Chapter 158: Sunflower Manual Backlash (Begging for Monthly Tickets)

Bai Hong's palm force came from all directions, and Zhao Ti had a flash of thought: the other party didn't look like they were carrying any injuries.

Li Qiushui's palm wind was sharp and elusive, her internal force vast and unmatched, her movement technique swept like wind chasing shadows, showing no sign of injury.

But the fact that she was backlashed by the Sunflower Manual back in the day couldn't be fake. The Wrath of the Vainglorious mimicking the Sunflower Manual was bound to produce ill effects. Moreover, she had dispatched Helian Tieshu to the Chen family at Mount Hua to seek the Purple Mist Divine Palm, and came to Shaolin herself intending to seize the Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic—both proved that she must have been injured by the Sunflower Manual.

A man handed over a wine cup. Chu Man glanced at it and passed it to Wen Wenchuan. She never had the habit of drinking carelessly outside—who could guarantee there was nothing improper in something she hadn't even looked at?

The man had his eyes closed, looking even more handsome than the actors she'd seen on television. His ink-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, and his sturdy frame was barely draped in a middle garment, as if he had stepped out of a painting—mouth-wateringly gorgeous.

Previously, the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox had told him that Ling Feng had only been at the Wheel-Turning Realm strength while at the Nine-Tailed Stockade. Now, however, he had advanced by leaps and bounds, and carried many secrets on his body.

Sour at heart on one side: "Climbing high branches and not even letting the family know, not sending back even one or two taels of silver, only knowing how to eat, drink, and play outside—what a useless thing."

If she is attached to her origins or has other special circumstances, please give her that letter. I believe she will change her mind after reading it.

"I rather think this fellow is probably constrained by his status," Xiao Yuhan said while eating.

Those Xiao family disciples who had once hated Qiuchi Kakashi no longer dared to look him in the eye; the hands gripping their weapons were all trembling slightly.

The back courtyard had hammocks and swings, built specially for Hua Qianjiao. Several rabbits were also raised in one corner, and when Hua Qianjiao had nothing to do, she liked to come here.

Hearing Sansen Nyudo's question, both Takuei Ryuji and Saito Itaru showed puzzled expressions.

Don't know why the platform seems to rate the goods on our side very highly, or is it that the gold on the other side isn't worth anything?

It stood proudly atop the city wall, firing massive balls of lightning toward the city below and thick bolts of current into the air.

Wen Miao also found peace. When he saw Chu Zifeng and the others, he suddenly realized how blissful it was to die together with his brothers.

The moment he opened his mouth, it was all moralizing talk, going round and round, and he even began involving himself in supervising military affairs.

And since when had his Extreme Stone's physical body become this trashy? This made Extreme Stone, whose flesh body had already become saintly, feel even more disgusted than eating shit.

But losing was losing. What depressed him was that even after he lost, he never saw clearly what Li Bai had ultimately used to attack him.

And just as the members of the Savage Clan were on tenterhooks for Ning Han, Yeyang beside her was effortlessly fusing together the multicolored medicinal liquid. The Cold Flame Pill demanded high requirements for flame, but his Blazing Flame Nirvana Art had already reached the twenty-seventh layer—this bit of difficulty, he didn't really take to heart.

"Big Brother?" Lin Yu leaped over the table and ran to Chu Zifeng, who was kneeling on the ground, asking with concern. And Su Mu and Wei Muyuan also hurried over. Just as the two had run halfway, the pain on Chu Zifeng's face turned into a mischievous grin. He raised his arm and clamped Lin Yu's head under his armpit in one go.

"Is Battalion Commander Jin back?" Zou Lang asked the soldier standing guard at the town entrance. If Jin Fei hadn't returned yet, he naturally couldn't come back empty-handed without having caught the person.

"Pitter-patter..." Unknowingly, a fine drizzling rain began to fall from the sky. The raindrops landed on their bodies yet caused no harm whatsoever. It was just that, apart from the two within the Rain Wood, all other things in the world seemed to be set apart.

But looking at this, it seemed these two fierce beasts weren't tamed by this monk, but rather looked as if they were hungry and wanted to devour him. So why did they keep circling without pouncing to bite?