Chapter 87: Broaden One's Horizons

If it were not for Old Master Wang pleading on that boy’s behalf, I would certainly have taught him a lesson he would not forget.

No sooner had the words left my mouth than I picked up a jade porcelain vase at random and poured a little realgar over the giant serpent.

In the blink of an eye, the giant serpent vanished.

Yet the upstart’s fingers remained numb and tingling; by the look of it, he had been frightened half to death.

Inwardly, I could not help speculating that this brat was close to...

This grass was wreathed in the breath of life, yet it was by no means harmless. Its edges were extraordinarily sharp, though they failed to cut through my skin and clothes. Bluefire’s garments were slit open, revealing the leatherlike undergarment beneath, while his skin was continuously being sliced apart, only to heal again the instant it was broken.

An immortal estate, however, was a different matter. First came the need for an enormous spiritual vein, and then for a space vast enough to contain such a vein. If there were any other requirements, the cost would likely become even more astonishing.

In order to dispel the suspicions of the aristocratic clans, Liu Gui and Yan Nan did not dispatch soldiers to keep watch over the various mansions; they merely tightened security and sent a small number of men to monitor them.

Long Liuxi cast a rather puzzled glance at the man before her, for some reason feeling that in that brief instant just now, his attitude toward her seemed to have undergone some strange change.

Meanwhile, Mo Song’s mind gradually cleared. Seeing the puddles gathering more and more, he could not help feeling a surge of excitement.

As he spoke, he suddenly swung the great axe in his hand toward Ning Shuangying with full force. To Ning Shuangying’s shock, the axe head abruptly detached from the haft and shot straight at her. She cried inwardly that this was bad, and her nimble body suddenly accelerated, flashing sideways to evade by several meters in an instant.

“Good! Good! Good! So I’ve met a worthy opponent!”

At last, a glint of fighting spirit and delight appeared in Qiu Hen’s eyes.

On the other side, above the abandoned peach orchard strewn with fallen petals, Long Liuxi sensed the man’s improper movement and instinctively pushed him out of her embrace.

In an instant, countless arrows burst forth from the houses. The Siliang soldiers, caught completely off guard, fell in droves, while the rest were plunged into chaos at once.

Although Long Aojiao was radiating the aura of an emperor, it was very different from the aura he had sensed in his dreams. It was like floating duckweed without roots, liable to disperse at any moment.

Later, when he heard that she had entered the Prince of Yan’s residence and seen through the fraudulent tricks of the so-called miracle doctor’s grandson, Yan Wen felt proud all over again. His Mingrong not only possessed superb medical skill, but also could not tolerate the least speck of dust in her eyes.

It was a temple dedicated to the mountain god, though it seemed it had long been without incense offerings. Still, it was not exactly in ruins. On either side of the hall’s gate were written the words: the mountain’s grace and splendor endure for a thousand years; the god’s vast bounty nourishes the people of the fields for all ages.

Barcelona was equally adept at such matches, endlessly passing the ball around the perimeter, like a lion lurking in the grass before a hunt, studying the prey’s movements.

For the past two days, Zhang Xiaoxiao had been busy making clothes for the family, especially undergarments. Even after finishing them, they could not be worn right away; they had to be softened by hammering them hard with a wooden mallet so they would fit close to the body. Then she suddenly thought of something and cursed herself for being an idiot.

The terrifying energy had already affected every electronic device in the combat command center.

The terror organization leader who had once met Ares was now in a state of utter distress and seething fury.

The only surviving member of the Chang family, Chang Wenlian, was also staring blankly at something, as if she had been frightened senseless.

Xia Qian nimbly leaped down from the windowsill, casually placing the baseball cap on the table, and said with some apology.

“Actually, there are other ways to enter the Gate of Ghosts and Gods,” Liu Ze said after taking the bloodstained token handed over by Li Gu.

Hearing that, how could Chen Yi say she had no time? The two of them got into the car together and then left this place.