Volume 1, Chapter 31: Brilliant Fireworks

Having said this, Li Song gave a long sigh. Zhao Xiao nodded, and with a flash of movement, the two of them vanished.

As the situation shifts, the scale of the corrupted elves will increase exponentially, and in time, the Elf Empire may well evolve into a monstrous and colossal power.

The wound on her knee had already been treated, the bloodied flesh covered tightly by white gauze.

Later on, Jiang Zi-xi successfully brought this cake shop under his wing, making it a sub-brand of his conglomerate.

Meanwhile, Su Hu, the Marquis of Jizhou, was engaged in pleasant conversation with a Taoist priest at the relay station. Su Hu was a man of upright character and originally did not believe in such tales of gods and ghosts; however, since witnessing the supernatural powers of the Daoist Tiangu a year ago, he could not help but feel admiration. The mysteries of the Tao are truly beyond the reach of human capability.

Yet, the Dark Dragon could not evade a single one of Leo’s strikes, taking the full force of the Hidden Dragon Fist head-on!

"No, I told you where my chambers were; how can we be in the stream?" But it was too late to say this now. Unraveling her robes layer by layer in the water felt entirely different from being on a bed, as the sensations of warmth and chill remained constantly intertwined.

Of course, the Demon Cult established by Yuan Hong was not counted among them. For one, the cult lacked a relic to suppress its foundations; for another, although the strength of the Queen Mother of the West and Yuan Hong was commendable, in the eyes of the Sages, they were merely two slightly stronger human-shaped ants, whom they could wipe out with a flick of their hands. Thus, the two had been extremely cautious since founding their sect.

I squinted my eyes, thinking to myself that this must be the realm of "the qin and se playing in harmony, the years peaceful and serene."

Li Song and Kong Xuan looked at each other and burst into laughter, tossing their pieces onto the chessboard and ceasing their struggle, leaving Zhao Pu looking on in astonishment.

The R&D department of Hang New Energy remained at the capital, responsible for the development of new products and the improvement and optimization of existing ones. The first batch of ten engineer-level personnel was seconded from the research institute, including positions such as R&D engineers, electrochemical engineers, materials engineers, data analysts, and environmental experts.

With the knowledge of the ultimate trends in new energy vehicles, Wei Lai indeed saw no need to engage in these experimental products; it was a total waste of time and only hindered his own progress.

To confirm that Ling Jiu was truly unconscious, Du Run reached out and pinched his fair cheek. He remained in a deep sleep, so she felt at ease pushing away his large palm.

The guards were long accustomed to such behavior from Lin Zhengyang and, finding it unremarkable, let him stride away carrying his iron spear.

Gu Zhaoxi looked over. The man tilted his head slightly, his slender hand covering half of his face, with fine silver hair swaying against his palm.

Qu Wu looked up in shock, her eyes turning red the moment their gazes met. She wrapped her arms around her aunt’s waist, burying herself directly into her embrace.

Moreover, she was not wrong; she was indeed dating him. As long as she could make him uncomfortable, she felt exceptionally comfortable herself.

Yet Ma Su worried that these fleeing Wei troops would disperse outward. If they reached the Nanyang area of Jingzhou, where the mountains were high and the forests dense, and these thirty thousand Wei soldiers were to raise their banners and become mountain kings, it would be a thorny problem for the local government, let alone Ma Su.

The shopkeeper looked at Defu, then turned to look at Chu Junjie. These two looked somewhat unfamiliar, but as the saying goes, one opens the door to welcome guests, and one does not strike a smiling face. The stall owner followed Defu to face Chu Junjie.

"Shut up! Get back at once!" He Jimei’s behavior today made him extremely angry, but more than that, it left him disappointed.

Su Jiu patted William Na, interrupting her train of thought, and signaled that she was free to leave.

"Arolin!" Leah raised her voice, attempting to calm Arolin down, but her efforts were in vain. Arolin turned and fled, forbidding her from following.

As he spoke, he began to tear at Aichen’s clothes, only to be met with her frantic resistance.

The wealthy young lady was named Zhao Wen; her father was the most famous tycoon among grain merchants in the Eastern Kingdom and also its richest man.

She used her saber to deflect the flying darts just in time, quickly pulling a black bead the size of an apricot from her pocket and slamming it onto the ground. Instantly, a cloud of white smoke filled the air, so thick one could not see their own hand.

Having violated the law, the Hundred-Ghost Infant had been expelled from the Hundred-Ghost family and was now a wanted criminal.

Da Hongfei’s gaze fell upon Shangguan Xin, his eyes flashing with astonishment and greed, staring so wide he could not look away.

Hui Gongzi was stunned once more. A cold sensation touched his neck, and the blade edge of his half-opened fan had cut into Dan Qingke’s arm. Blood dripped one drop at a time; the wrist had already swollen, and the fingers hung limply. This arm had blocked his blade from piercing Dan Qingke’s chest.

Now the sky had fully brightened, and the sun had already revealed half its head in the east. The streets of Tianxiang Villa became more crowded, bustling with noise and excitement.

Thus, the fundamental reason remained that the previous incident had caused them too much damage, and they had no way to recover and recuperate in a short span of time.

A martial artist with perfect innate attributes is not a common commodity; even in the major branches of Wudang, there were only one or two in each trial. Especially when he learned that Chen Fang had grasped the artistic conception of "response upon stimulus," he was not only shocked but deeply pained.

Especially since these martial artists were not weak to begin with and possessed keen insight, they knew exactly how formidable this spear strike was.

How could someone at the Foundation Establishment stage, even with a Primordial Immortal Foundation, possibly kill him, Long San?

After exiting the plane, an ambulance was already waiting. Everyone lifted Gu Tingxue onto it and sped toward the research institution.

A person who had been missing for over a month, with their life or death unknown, had finally appeared—how could one not be stirred?

The Second Elder of the One-Sword Sect appeared with a dozen Golden Core disciples, standing in the void above the gate of the One-Sword Sect.

Against the north wall sat a large bed, covered with a red sheet and quilt. Beside the bed was a wooden frame supporting a large chest, and next to the chest, against the east wall, was a wardrobe.

The unsealing of the first layer of the Mirage Dragon Pearl had happened unconsciously, spanning hundreds of years and dozens of generations.

Su Mi was the current spokesperson for the Tiangong Group. At this moment, dressed in a champagne-colored gown and standing by the sedan, she appeared tall, bright, and charming.