Chapter 62: Exchange

At that moment, the curtain of Wang Hong's carriage was lifted, revealing his handsome and refined countenance to the world.

"Have you all ever considered a question?" Feng Zhen smiled, his wise gaze sweeping across the surroundings.

"Let's go! We should head back first and talk later." Wang Nanbei tilted his head to glance at the churning Dark Night Bar and said to Nicole.

Suddenly, Ye Fengling, who was sitting beside Lin Yi, drew a long sword from his hand. The blade was engraved with extremely archaic mysterious patterns, clearly marking it as a supreme-grade soul artifact.

Akiyuki Masazawa slowly recounted her and Dilraba's experiences from the moment they met to falling in love. Dilraba leaned against Akiyuki Masazawa's shoulder, listening quietly as a thin layer of mist gradually welled up in her eyes.

Although the seven immortal peaks enjoyed eternal spring throughout the year, when the pale golden sunlight illuminated them, every early-rising Immortal Sect disciple still felt a deep sense of warmth.

"This idiot..." Wang Zihan laughed. Amidst Han Qidi's dainty cries, he threw an arm around her slender waist and strode out brashly. Before leaving, he did not forget to cast a provocative glance at Feng Luoyu.

"A country that is entirely unfamiliar to you—why bother caring so much about it?" Feng Yimo asked with a smile.

Duantong stuck out her tongue, made a playful grimace, and began to chuckle secretly.

This time, she had a smooth meal in the staff cafeteria. Along the way, no one came over to share her table, nor did she run into that cute boy from the marketing department.

After taking a shower, he went straight to bed without even wearing underwear, waiting for Jiao Weijuan's arrival to complete a special mission. He treated his clandestine tryst with Jiao Weijuan as a task to be fulfilled rather than an action driven by true emotion and love.

"Xuebing!" Li Fei pinned her last hope on her. Seeing her expression, she grew anxious.

"Hey, you'll find out what's going on once you finish eating!" Yan still didn't want to explain, knowing that explaining would surely be an arduous task.

Shi Hu floored himself onto the ground and wailed dramatically, "Brother Li, you heartless man, how could you treat me like this?"

"Yujing Xiang, look, an ancient temple." Pointing to a low, grey, and dilapidated house on a relatively gentle slope ahead, he joyfully led her toward it. Reaching the ancient temple, they stood side by side in front of the temple gates and looked in.

Fourthly, the main central army previously commanded personally by Song Yi—namely the former subordinates of Lü Chen and Chen Ying—was reassigned to the rear guard responsible for protecting grain supplies and repairing weapons, commanded by an elderly veteran of the grey-headed troops from Lü Chen's former forces.

"The power of the lightning here must be quite terrifying. Are you sure you still want to follow me in?" Zong Ze asked for confirmation once more.

"It's nothing? If it's nothing, why is the doctor kneeling on the ground?" Su Zilan walked over and helped the doctor up.

Yet unexpectedly, Monk Sanyi had intended to run away all along, kicking Xiao Yufei flying with a single blow.

Looking at the condition of his left arm, Ling Tianyu forced himself up, hovering steadily in mid-air. He raised his right hand, gripped the broken blade within his palm with two fingers, and slowly pulled it out.

The active suction force of an adult man was completely different from the comforting, sweet sensation of a baby.

Xiu Mingrui and Qian E looked at each other, their complexions equally ashen, as if they were both harboring some unspoken secret.

The blood of the seven divine beasts was a secret—a secret tied to the Seven Stars Sacred Glorious Art and the Seven Stars Seal. Among these people, it was inevitable that some harbored malicious intentions.

Gu Yifeng urged his spiritual energy, employing his bloodline power to counteract the spatial pressure, while simultaneously unleashing the Kunpeng Secret Technique to charge rapidly forward like a fierce beast.

Meanwhile, Du Xi glanced at the severed iron chains on the ground, a faint, flawless smile gracing her pristine face, before turning and walking away.

In February of this year, Wang Junhuai, the commander of the Jin Dynasty's Jiezhou rebel army, unable to endure the tyrannical rule of the刺史 (inspector/governor), defected to Shu with several thousand subordinates. Baoyuan readily and happily accepted them. To demonstrate his loyalty, Wang Junhuai specifically petitioned Baoyuan to serve as the vanguard to capture the two prefectures of Jie and Cheng.

And an even greater number of people wished to see how Simps, a powerful noble of the Crescent Moon Professional High School who had been the Pope just yesterday, would ultimately end up.

This signified that the entire martial artist community recognized Naruto, acknowledging him as the master of a martial artist sect and officially welcoming him into the world of martial arts.

Zhao Xiaoxiang was still receiving treatment in the hospital. Her mental state was abyssal, plagued by nearly all-night insomnia. She dared not sleep, terrified that falling asleep would plunge her right back into those chaotic nightmares.

And today, though the one who hammered the Golden City experts to death appeared masked, City Lord Yanguang firmly believed this person was undoubtedly the Great Hammer Freak.

Now that the matters at home were all on track, Liu Peng had to figure out a solution for the fund-raising Sister Ping had mentioned earlier. This matter was far from easy. The first person Liu Peng thought of was his grandfather; discussing it with him first and using his influence to persuade others might make things much smoother.

Receiving Li Wanggen's pleading look, Li Shunli pondered for a moment before casting his gaze toward Li Yuling and Duan Tianya. However, right at that moment, Li Jiahui gently tugged at the hem of his garment.

Furthermore, the mere name of the Mafia was enough to make Wangyue Ruoxi feel deeply wary. After all, when it came to global underground forces, the Mafia was undeniably a world-class trump card. Becoming enemies with such people was by no means a wise choice.

Strangely enough, despite the heavy blizzard last night leaving surrounding snow at least half a meter deep, these few black stone mountains were completely free of snow. Only colorful icicles hung from the steep, uneven stone walls, creating a vibrant and varied display.

"Old Tian! Looks like it's being managed quite well! And the fellow villagers' movements are already quite proficient." After taking a walk around and observing the nimble villagers, Liu Peng could not help praising.

This truly wronged Xiao Xiaochen; this matter had been entirely Yao Tiao's own arbitrary decision, and Xiao Xiaochen knew nothing whatsoever about discussing an alliance.

"The innocent are not guilty, but holding a jade ring becomes a crime. Do you now understand how alluring a peerless martial arts manual is to people in the martial world?" Lu Wuchen said indifferently.

Wang Xuan did not stop; instead, he intensified his assault, seeming intent on venting all his guilt toward Li Linqian entirely upon Liu Yancai.

The Demonic Finger gave Wang Xuan no chance at all, instantly annihilating his other two avatars on the spot. Bearing destructive momentum, it lunged toward Wang Xuan's true body. It was a strike of epoch-making brilliance that shattered countless expanses of earth, leaving behind a ten-thousand-meter-long finger mark that severed seven or eight mountain ranges, plunging the land into darkness where the sun and moon lost their light.

Old Ancestor Wang's offensive was utterly pulverized by Lin Tian's attack. Upon seeing Lin Tian's fierce and rapid punch, he immediately let out a loud shout and slid his feet backward in a desperate attempt to escape Lin Tian's attack range.