Chapter 120: A Clash of Sword Intent

Situations like this are actually quite normal. After all, a theater usually only seats a few dozen to a hundred people, resulting in very little trash. But when there are two or three hundred, things are different; the trash increases, and there are more areas that need cleaning. It must be done thoroughly, or if it isn't cleaned properly, people won't return next time.

This was precisely why Maria summoned the cold wave directly; she wanted to weaken Elizabeth's power by killing the civilians of the entire town.

Humans who pursue immense power are ultimately destroyed by that very power. It is no wonder that after the first atomic bomb was successfully detonated, Oppenheimer said, "Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds."

Strangely enough, as Yu Chunyao's voice circled in his ears and his wrist pressed against the warmth of her palm, Chi Yan felt as if his restless heart was truly beginning to calm down.

At that time, without her interference, Lao Liu and the others did not receive the punishment they deserved and continued to throw their weight around behind Qiao Jian.

Furthermore, they were merely contractual lovers, barely even friends. Even if he really did go out in the middle of the night for a hookup, she had no right to interfere.

Jiang Mengtian's wife was gentle by nature and dared not meddle in his affairs; she could only worry about his safety in silence.

When others were using imperial weapons, he was already using holy ones; when others were using holy weapons, he had already moved on to divine ones.

That horrific fire claimed thousands of lives, but fortunately, Mayor Ron and his knights completed the town's reconstruction in the aftermath. They built a new cemetery in the south of the town and assigned knights to guard it, providing a place for the victims' friends and family to mourn.

Although Shuten-dōji was unhappy, Mo Shuying did not give her a chance to argue, and once things were settled, she departed first.

After the meal, Shen Bing washed some more fruit, and we sat together on the living room sofa. Shen Bing peeled grapes for me; every time she peeled one, she would make me open my mouth and then toss it in.

No matter how short of spiritual tools Su Tang was, he could not refine a friend's tool. After he returned to Ziyang City and rescued Yuan Gang, he handed all the tools over to Yuan Gang for safekeeping.

In Ye Xingchen's mind, the words spoken by the man in the fire remained: keep walking in this direction, and there would be unexpected rewards.

Fan Chaofeng realized as soon as he spoke that he had touched a sore spot, but it was awkward to stop mid-sentence. Being too calculating about Ze'er's affairs would only embarrass An Jieyu. Besides, how could the faults of the adults be blamed on a child?

Thinking this, and without checking the world channel, she sat back down to wait, keeping her eyes fixed on the auction status.

Madam Xin felt a net being cast silently around her. In order to escape, she had a flash of inspiration and came up with the rumor about the haunting.

"Fortunately, everyone is safe, thanks to this wire fence." He looked at the fence that had blocked the car and couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"This Lin Dong is not as simple as you imagine. Even if I were to intervene, I could not erase him. If you insist on acting, I fear the consequences will be more than you can bear." Facing Lin Langtian's roar, the mysterious elder scolded him with indifference.

However, it was necessary to confirm whether these two items that had already been sold would release that same evil energy, just like the glowing pearl.

As for the person who caused all this... she stood dumbfounded beside the consignment NPC, unable to believe what she had just done.

But what emerged were demons from the Abyss Plane, and in the end, Arthas and his forces all became a pile of undead soldiers.

She took a deep breath, secretly comforting herself: no rush, no rush, she still had time. As long as she could plant the Gu worm inside her, the target would have no way out.

For a time, these so-called experts were all urging Chen Ming to make preparations as soon as possible and figure out how to handle the situation better.

"Or perhaps I should go beg the heir of Prince Gong," Shangguan Mingxia said, pursing her lips and mumbling as she looked at the dying Nurse Bai.

Jin Chanzi felt the hand on his shoulder as if it were gripping his heart; a slight squeeze from the other party would be enough.

Bai Jiushuang's legs were truly perfect; that pair of long legs seemed not to belong to the mortal world, perfect to an unbelievable degree.

"I really don't know about that." Professor Oak didn't try to hide anything, directly admitting that he was unaware of it.

The uncle looked at his elderly mother sitting on the bed, a wicked idea flooding his mind, and he tugged at her sleeve to tattle.

As she screamed, she struggled to get up, wanting to pounce on Bai Jiushuang and brawl, but she was too terrified to move.

With the sweltering summer approaching, she planned to make some heatstroke-prevention pills and seal them in wax. She would have her maids take a few every few days so they wouldn't have to fear the summer heat. She could also give some to Mo Quan; he was always coming and going like a ghost, making him the most susceptible to heatstroke.

The sound of thunder woke Li Jinglong. Hearing the rumble without any rain, he opened his eyes, feeling a slight headache. He took off his robe, covered both of them with it, and embraced Hongjun as they drifted back to sleep.

Liu Heng's face was sheepish, and he was at a loss for words. It wasn't that he hadn't considered these things, but jealousy had blinded him. He had only wanted to eliminate Long Qing through various means, but now it seemed completely impossible.

The red-haired old man chose the second path. Regardless of where the source of the Mirage Realm lay, his Golden Core cultivation gave him the confidence to proceed.

"I did it! I saw Long Qing drink it with my own eyes!" Ou Wanwan said hurriedly.

Han Yanchen shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, then turned again to face the beautiful mountain scenery outside the Xuan-You Royal City. Su Qing and Su Jie followed suit and walked to his side.

Yang Guozhong took a deep breath, seemingly wanting to fly into a rage, but as Mojin and the others emerged, they only watched the back of Yang Guozhong as he departed in anger.

He wanted to see if he would impulsively use the Du Sheng Mirror to inquire about the cause and effect of all these events.