Hot Spring Resort (5): The Gentleman in Black

Gazing at the posters, she decided she would go and have some fun tomorrow.

However, since she was currently teamed up with Feng Yi, she needed to let him know her plans first. She intended to head over and discuss it with him, but...

Mu Xinning looked at the tentacles wiggling behind her back and rubbed her forehead. "Could you please retract those? I need to go next door to find someone."

Find that fool?! Jin was stunned.

Jin had only just emerged for a brief moment; he seemed somewhat...

Therefore, the objective of the high-ranking officials of the Azure Hand in actively searching for the "Linked Ones" was to increase the number of "demons" within the forbidden grounds of the back mountain, hoping to complete the purification of the Demon Net as soon as possible.

As for the Jade Emperor from the Celestial Court, it was not that he did not want to intervene, but that even if he did, it would be of no avail.

"Hah, that is easy to say, but you old ghost had better not capsize again. Remember, it was you who met with disaster in that remote world previously; had the Great Emperor not remembered past sentiments, your only path would have been reincarnation and starting your cultivation anew," the Ice Emperor Dong remarked with a sneer, showing no regard for the Ghost Emperor's dignity.

He had not expected, however, that his younger brother, Ao Yin, would be even more cunning, playing him for a fool. Could he truly have believed that he would not dare to start a massacre, leading him instead to three insignificant nobodies?

Tang Fei, however, did not want to stay a moment longer. Without the slightest hesitation, he jumped from the carriage.

Wei Xuejian let out a soft snort and took a step forward, bringing his palm down toward Qin Ya. This casual blow felt as if a massive star were hurtling toward him.

Looking at the Lord of Wu'an before him—one of the two great protectors of the human race, General Bai Qi, revered as the Butcher and God of Slaughter—the man in black naturally dared not lie and could only shake his head.

Before long, the battle for the seals in the high heavens concluded. The remaining forty-nine Devouring Evil Seals each found an owner, while those who failed to secure one hung their heads in dejection.

That day, under his instigation, Yang Jian went directly to the Guanghan Palace in the Celestial Court to seek out Chang'e, only to find her weeping alone from longing for Hou Yi. These tears, one might say, completely extinguished the courage he had finally managed to summon.

The sound of tiger roars echoed incessantly, sending the beasts of the mountain scattering in panic and leaving Bai Suzhen feeling restless. She set aside the clothing she was halfway through mending, and just as she was about to go out to see what was happening, her expression flickered slightly.

At this moment, everyone—from them to the Roc Demon King—seemed to have become mere spectators. Faced with this bizarre situation, even the Roc Demon King, the very core of these events, wore an expression of astonishment and raging fury.

From this perspective, although Aier also possessed eighth-ring spellcasting capabilities and a near-infinite magic pool, her actual combat ability was a notch below Charlotte and Claire.

Yet, a wolf, once it has bitten its prey, how could it easily let go? No matter how Peach Blossom struck, it refused to loosen its grip.

The youth felt a pain in his chest, and the words the Great Shaman had once spoken to him suddenly flooded his mind.

"I found a newly opened specialty restaurant. I’ve sent the menu to WeChat; check it out and see what you’d like to eat, Sister Su Qing!" Ye Xun said from the other end of the phone.

Knowing where they came from, Peach Blossom dared not act rashly. The Wuzhen tribe had always been mysterious, and only fragments of information had been passed down from ancient times. Although they were all pleasant rumors, Peach Blossom did not believe them for a second.

Upon learning that the items were packed in sacks, Zhaodi breathed a sigh of relief. "If that is the source, then the problem is simple. We can just build a makeshift pulley system to hoist the sacks up and load them onto the cart to bring back." If it was difficult to go down, then there was no need to go down at all.

Thirty years later, the head of the Changsun family passed away due to illness, though there were hidden circumstances behind his death. After he passed, an outsider took power, and although the name remained Changsun, it was already a hollow shell.

Whether intentional or not, as the big boss left, he clearly turned his head to glance at her, revealing a strange, enigmatic smile.