Chapter 175: Special Aura

"Fall back!" Zhao Ti ordered with a serious expression.

The one who had blasted out of the tomb was a top-tier expert; although he did not know why the other party had hidden inside the grave, it was certainly no corpse or ghost.

This person's Human Martial Arts were so high that, although it was unclear whether they could match the Sweeping Monk, they were definitely not comparable to the likes of Tonglao Li Qiushui.

As for Xiaoyao Zi, he had never seen him, so it was hard to say, but judging from this person's posture as they emerged from the tomb, they might well be an expert of the same level.

His gaze fixed tightly on this person, who was a

She rose on tiptoe, little by little, and kissed him the way Di Moxuan had once kissed her.

It was said that the Pei family group and the Ling family group had arranged a marriage alliance, the relationship already settled, just waiting for the wedding.

Ye Xiangnan's tall frame suddenly sat up, silently glanced outside, then got up at once and walked outside, pushed open the door—the outside was especially cold, and snow was falling.

Mu Yunqing slowly sat up, stretched in a big lazy arc; although the bed was not as comfortable as the one in the sleeping hall, she had slept oddly well.

Actually, she had already been very tired today, otherwise she would not have fallen asleep in the car. But… knowing what he wanted, she tried hard, even taking the initiative to satisfy him.

His steps were very hurried, but Wen Yuan knew he absolutely was not going to find Lin Xueyi—he was going to recover his past.

Luo Yi looked at Song Chengyi glaring at him and shrank his neck; he was no match for Song Chengyi yet, and if Song Chengyi really wanted to deal with him, he had not a single move to counter, which was why he was so eager to learn a few fierce techniques from Luo Qingyan.

"It's nothing," that Miss said, then turned to look at Mu Yunqing and Di Jiuyin, "Sun Li-shu and the others were a bit rude just now, please don't take offense; they did not mean to mock you for going to the Creation God Temple.

After all, it was no secret anymore; Xu Junyu might know her affairs even better than she did herself, perhaps.

Even if his biological father was Ling Qingyuan, even if he had been born a little earlier than Ling Muchen, he was still the Ling family's illegitimate son.

Duobao Wang Nu roared out, a wave of sound striking the light barrier, making the blue light barrier tremble slightly, a circle of visible round halos scattering outward.

"Daddy," Lu Zhen hugged her father, smacking kisses on his face, smearing snot and tears all over it.

Night fell once more, the crescent moon hung high, scattering soft moonlight upon the world, as if shrouding the whole of Beijing in a thin veil of gauze.

Although Lan Mumei was very unhappy inside, it was not appropriate to lose her temper here; hearing Sect Leader Zhong say this much, she began to think it over in her mind, but did not come up with any relevant information.

The stone pillar gave a distinct shake; at such close range, the shake naturally did not escape Liu Dingtian's eyes, but afterward it quieted down again.

Everyone looked at Yukana, but Yukana said, "No, he is not some hero, he just happens to share the same name as that Rein." This was only because later on the road there would still be times when they needed to make use of Rein, so he could not be allowed to die here… Yukana explained to herself in this way.

Liu Dingtian's eyes lit up; this was not an act—he had toiled hard to pick spiritual herbs, each time having to battle fiercely with wolf demon-beasts to obtain them, and even now he had only fifty or sixty stalks in hand, and their age was also inferior to the pile in front of the Green Wolf Demon-Beast King in its lifetime.

No sooner had he finished speaking than, swish swish swish, more than half the people raised their hands; Hei Mo looked at Xuan Yun, Xuan Yun gave him a wink, Hei Mo immediately understood and at once raised his hand.

Along the way they gathered over a thousand routed soldiers; Teng Yige steeled himself and led them to Jingmen Pass, where several thousand light cavalry had already mounted and were waiting for the order to march. Teng Yige entered the barbican, where someone led him to the former garrison commander's residence; the Great King Hu Gan and the assembled generals were waiting for his news.

Just as Chen Lin was finishing his second bottle of beer, the game paused and went into the news broadcast. He was about to call the boss over to settle the bill, when suddenly he saw the image of a man being broadcast on the TV screen, and could no longer look away.