Chapter 46: Lü Su: Is this how ice is made? So amazing!

Lowering his head to look at the great sword that had pierced straight through his body, a look of utter disbelief appeared on the bald shopkeeper's face.

The supreme imperial array had condensed into three great Dao lords, unleashing an ultimate attack that would likely reduce even a half-step Immortal Emperor to ashes in an instant.

Suddenly, Zhao Mingcheng's expression shifted, and he rapidly retreated. In the blink of an eye, an object lunged forward fiercely, kicking up a sky-full of swirling dust and water mist. With the force of a thousand jun, its momentum was astonishingly powerful.

Indeed, the flame of origin was very effective against celestial demons, but Jiang Sihao could not be certain whether it could completely annihilate them. After all, the trace of flame he had mobilized was extremely faint, and the celestial demons might possess unknown methods to counter it. Therefore, making a strategic retreat was the wisest course of action.

Zhao Zhu walked over and sat down directly beside Haruko, then reached out and took one of her delicate hands. Haruko instinctively tried to pull away, but Zhao Zhu held on tightly.

Meng Bing hesitated for a moment and said, "My master is an old woman with a very bad temper..." Before she finished speaking, she sneezed a dozen times in a row, spraying spit all over my face.

Just as Ye Tufei put down the wine jar, Lü Yao arrived at Erlang Mountain leading his reinforced independent regiment.

Pusan Kui was indeed a renowned general of this dynasty, and his garrisoning of Luoyang was also a fact. The eighty thousand defending troops gathered within Luoyang city were likewise true. But could the southern army this time truly be compared to the southern armies of the past?

The absence of any abnormality was precisely the greatest abnormality. Logically speaking, if he were to swallow thirty Peiyuan Pills all at once, he would either die or be left half-disabled. The medicinal potency was so fierce that even that dead girl Moyi probably couldn't have handled it.

The golden battle sword hummed in the air, countless sword qi fusing into the blade. Qi Tianyu condensed two pulsing energies in his palms, his gaze suddenly turning cold as he thrust both energies into the golden battle sword.

Feiji shouted out a command, and several brothers immediately walked in from outside. Those brothers directly hoisted up Shi Laizha and carried him away. Shi Laizha cried out incessantly, his throat becoming hoarse from shouting, but I paid him no more attention.

For Ling Li, the fewer people in this world who knew his true identity, the better; this would minimize unnecessary trouble for them.

"Mr. Zhu, what are you talking about? Ruan Chen is a descendant of the Silver Blood God of War?" Situ Jing asked in astonishment. How could this be possible? Wasn't it said that after the defeat of the Holy King, he led a fraction of his remaining forces to flee the forty-ninth layer of the heavens and enter that starry expanse at the edge of the world?

"Clack!" With a sound, the greater part of the sword sank into the cat's head, yet the cat showed not the slightest reaction.

"Then, then who is that eldest brother of yours in the capital?" Yu Changqing asked after snapping out of his daze.

"All of you go to Wuwei City and go into hiding. Without my orders, do not act rashly under any circumstances!" Yi Ai instructed the remaining people before hurriedly rushing off to pursue Ye Huihuang.

First of all, Guo Keshu's clothes and hair were disheveled, and there were numerous kiss marks on her neck resembling plum blossom prints. Moreover, her posture when walking was strange and awkward. Although Anning was still a virgin, she understood what had just happened to Guo Keshu.

Furthermore, upon entering this palace, they had completely lost all contact with the cultivators outside. The outside world knew nothing of the specific situation inside the palace, and those within the palace were unable to establish communication with the outside.

"Boss, I've found the person who harmed your father-in-law. Do you want to come over now?" Yuanyuan asked in his heart.

Just thinking about it simply felt strange, making it impossible to calm the swirling thoughts in one's mind.

Luo Cang looked at An'ruo's actions and spoke with slight dissatisfaction, letting out a seemingly involuntary sigh, as if he felt there was nothing wrong with it. Following that, this train of thought continued, causing Luo Cang to abandon his previous idea. After putting some distance between himself and An'ruo, his gaze shifted completely elsewhere.

Yet I could do none of that. All I could ever manage was to love in secret, to remember in secret, and to harbor silent jealousy.

"Why are you crying? Are you thinking of Mom again?" Luo Qinghan reached out to brush away the tears at the corner of her eyes, her gaze filled with a gentle, rippling light.

Whenever Ye Wei accompanied Great-Grandmother to Great-Uncle Guoying's house, he wouldn't even get to drink a single cup of water.

Then her phoenix eyes shifted to Ruyue in the arena, as if she had noticed something unusual. Otherwise, given that person's cold and indifferent nature, and the personality of the one by his side, they would not have done such a thing.

The moment he flashed to the sky above Whale Silk City, Li Yunming stopped his ongoing escape, standing calmly and leisurely in mid-air with a half-smile.

I originally wanted to watch Beijing No. 81 today, but someone was late so we missed it. Has any little one watched it yet? Care to share your thoughts with me?

"Is there anyone among you who knows how to forge weapons? Those who do, raise your hands," Old Ghost turned around and shouted toward the three rows of strapping men.

If these people were willing to help, they would indeed be a tremendous reinforcement, and perhaps they could actually hold back the tulips.

One hundred rockets, amounting to ten thousand RMB, vanished as lightly and effortlessly as a pebble tossed into a calm body of water.

From Lou Shiyu's angle, she could see Shen Yi, and she covered her mouth to suppress a chuckle. Just how repressed could that man be? He hadn't spoken to her for the past two days, yet the moment there was the slightest disturbance, he still came out to make his presence known.

Huang Shifu finally crawled out of the earth cave and took a deep breath. The air outside was fresh, and it felt truly wonderful.

"I still don't know what brings Elder Mo here today," Bian Zhanhui asked in a low voice. Given the old man's sudden visit—and the fact that he had saved this young man's life the moment he appeared—it was indeed necessary to ascertain the relationship between this old man and the youth.

Fan Shuo recovered from his shock, walked back to his painting desk, took a deep breath, and glared fiercely at Musheng.