Volume 1 Chapter 21 Grandma Wen

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The SUV veered off the airport expressway. Instead of heading toward Wen Liang’s home, it drove toward the hotel where Zhou Mingxuan was staying near Xiangnantai.

“Go ahead and call them! I love it when you guys call for backup,” Lan Ling said with disdain. It would be perfect to round them all up in one go and send them to the construction site as free labor.

Xu Yinuo claimed she didn’t need any help, but the moment Hu Yang placed his hand on her, she turned away instinctively.

Haru-chan stood before Hu Yang. She was slightly shorter than Xu, with heavy-looking photography equipment strapped to her shoulders.

He had made exceptions for this Shi Yingying time and time again, even indulging her to an outrageous extent.

The mission of the Golden Cavalry was to safely escort the disciples of the various clans to the main site of this trial, the Misty Forest. They had not anticipated such a situation occurring halfway there.

The Heavenly Wolf Guards felt Luo Wucheng’s respect and were deeply moved. After dinner, they proactively reinforced the courtyard’s defenses, adding several new measures.

He had given Zuo Zimu a cold shoulder yesterday, and he worried that after he left, the man might vent his anger on Xue Muhua.

Lee Ji-eun ignored him. After opening the door, she turned and walked inside; she still had more clothes to choose from.

It was a fine technique involving the cultivation of the spirit, but unfortunately, it did not align with the Taoist principles he followed, making it truly difficult to adapt for his own use.

The Saint Flower Festival was a holiday for the Witch Tribe. Every year on this day, the tribe held a grand Saint Flower Assembly. This assembly was essentially a trade fair between the various Witch clans, hosted in rotation by the seven major branches.

The difference was that, unlike the previous time, the Mother of the Pure Land had to dance for quite a while before the illusions appeared in Zhou An’s mind.

The hairpin was stuck in her bun. When Fu Yiwei gave it a sharp tug, she not only pulled off the veil but also ripped the hairpin straight out of Zhao Ying’s hair.

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It was a pity that no matter how outstanding Chu Changqin was, he was ultimately a nephew, not a son. As long as he was around, Chu Changjun of the second branch would likely never have a chance to rise.

He split the drop of blood, smeared it onto the fletching of each arrow, and then unleashed them in a volley of eleven divine arrows.

However, under the gaze of Qin Chuan’s divine eyes, the giant Golden Crow did not exist at all; it was merely an illusion. It was only because the power contained within it was so immense that it had been mistaken for a corpse.

“So, can I put fruits, vegetables, and meat inside now, and they will stay fresh for a long time?” Qingmu asked.

Taking a gentle bite, she found it soft and glutinous, with a delicate texture and the perfect hint of sweetness.

Xiao Changque raised his eyes, his sharp gaze radiating a biting chill. He elegantly extended a pale, slender hand. Xia Luohan, standing to the side, immediately presented the three organized booklets, then drew a letter from his sleeve and offered it as well.

It was said that Zhou Zichan’s former deskmate had taken sick leave due to excessive academic pressure. The seat beside her was empty, and since the new semester had just begun and Teacher Liu hadn’t made any seating arrangements yet, Chunmian had arrived.

After all, while these old fossils might have lost their potential, they had seen far too much in their lives. Their minds were as cunning as demons, and schemes and plots were second nature to them.

“Hmph, if Gu Caiyi hadn’t intentionally lost to her senior brother, how could Gu Yuxing have found a way to break the Grand Evolution Sword Formation? In my opinion, Yaosu Peak is absolutely despicable and shameless,” Ling Yu couldn’t help but curse.

Huyan Ning was stunned. If not for the lingering, fragile sibling bond in her heart, she would have jumped up to cheer for Chunmian by now.

“We have distinguished guests today, and Grandfather has summoned me to bring you back to the old estate for a visit,” Seventh Master Song said with a smile, explaining his purpose.

The crowd thought she was frightened by this and began to giggle, whispering to one another.

Before she could finish, a suppressed giggle suddenly echoed through the hall. Fu Jingyi glared in fury at the maid who had committed such a breach of decorum before the throne.

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“It is possible, but your Danyang energy hasn’t fully recovered. If you can’t control it well and the Profound Spirit Qi goes berserk, I have no idea how to handle it. Even with the Great椿 Tree leaf inside you, I cannot guarantee your safety,” Qianye said, hesitating.

She reached out to push away his embrace, her eyes locked on the doting smile at the corner of his lips. “You were out here the whole time?” The question was phrased as a query, but her tone was one of absolute certainty. Was this man insane? It was freezing cold, yet he had stood outside in the wind for so long. Was he doing it on purpose to make her heart ache?

“What? No way! None of our family’s disciples have been allowed to undergo body tempering by your grandson, Liehuo. You want it to be your family’s turn? Keep dreaming!” Li Tian rejected Chen Xun’s request without the slightest mercy.

Perhaps at this moment, only with the help of Xia Fanchen and Su Feiyan could they possibly survive the crisis.

He sank his waist and stood firm, throwing a punch and then pulling it back. Every punch he threw carried a sharp, whistling wind, and wherever the fist landed, it stirred up visible ripples in the air.

Originally, the Fire Phoenix would never have allowed him on its back, but birds have complex emotions too—who told it to stand there in a daze? By the time it reacted, Mo Wuxie’s fist had already landed on its back.

But just then, a thunderous roar of cannons suddenly erupted from the Liaodong army’s formation, deafening everyone. Before anyone could react, another massive blast followed. The Ming artillery unit, hidden within the Liaodong army, had finally opened fire.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, Lin Tianhuo rushed up and, using his sheer aura, swept him away to safety.

There was no major difference in appearance between Number Four, Number Five, and Number Six, save for their presence. That presence was enough to leave one astonished.