Volume 1, Chapter 62: This is Like Casting a Golden Body for Me

As for the Red-Eyed Fox-Bat clan, they belonged to the wavering faction. If the Wu clan were to conquer the other forces with the force of a thunderbolt, the Red-Eyed Fox-Bat chieftain would undoubtedly surrender at the mere sight of them.

Had it been before this, he would never have come to the appointment, but now, he was no longer who he used to be.

Thinking of this, Xu Fan could not help but offer a wry smile, and then resolved to simply tell the truth.

That fellow Zhao Erchuan was exceptionally loyal when there were no women around, but the moment anyone who squatted to pee appeared within his sight, he would cast loyalty and righteousness to the winds.

Immediately afterwards, he cast a look of profound gratitude toward Xu Fan, knowing full well in his heart that the primary driving force behind this matter was none other than him.

Yet Song Ci felt that she had got it backward; eating was not merely a simple means to fill one's stomach, and culinary skill existed precisely so that one might eat better.

In the spectator stands, Lu Jin wore a dark expression, and the look he directed at Chu Tianyou seemed as though he wanted to skin him alive.

At the moment of parting, Feng Shayuan passed on a message on behalf of her old man, inviting Chu Tianyou to visit a branch of the Tianxia Association once he got off the plane.

A smile immediately bloomed across Lin Dong's face, and he quickened his pace to come over and sit down on the chair beside Xu Fan.

As the saying goes, one does not strike a smiling person. Faced with Xu Fan's utterly brazen attitude, Tang Beiwei was left utterly speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Inside the south city villa, Elder Xing was kneeling on the floor, while sitting on the sofa before him was a white-haired old man.

As his voice slowly faded, a giant "lizard" with flashing wings crawled out of the eggshell. It beat its wings, its gaze exceptionally ferocious, as it slowly swept its surroundings.

At this moment, Chen Donglai was also making contact through various channels. He was the vice president of the Nanchuan Martial Arts Association, an organization that was also one of the very few nationwide associations capable of rivaling the Jiangdong Province Martial Arts Association.

Cai Junyang's senior brother Evans pointed his sword at Han Xue's back. He had never expected that Han Xue would betray him, and because of this betrayal, he also came to know that Han Xue and Han Yi were connected.

The remaining strands of hair scattered across her back were meticulously braided into an intricate pattern, looking playful yet elegant. A custom-made red evening gown fit her to perfection, appearing even more fitting than the previous one, with golden lace connecting from the cuffs and hem all the way up to her chest, culminating in the shape of a flower.

Song Qian closed her eyes, listening to Wang Taika's footsteps fade further and further away, until they finally merged into the streets of Seoul, mingling with the roar of car engines and the clamor of pedestrians, ultimately becoming indistinguishable from the rest.

"Am I really that terrifying?" Addie shrugged, feeling quite helpless. Why was every messenger like this?

Yet the Demon King seemed completely unconcerned by these ferocious attacks, merely giving his body a slight tremor to effortlessly deflect all manner of assaults. With another leap, he soared into the air and brought down a heavy palm strike.

Back when Su Wan was at the marquis's estate, she had been extremely fond of swinging on that swing. Having not played on it for four full years, swinging so high all of a sudden made her feel somewhat fearful and unaccustomed to it.

This incident had been stirred up by Zhang Yue, who was the one that started it all. If he was going to beat someone up, he would only target Zhang Yue, and it had nothing whatsoever to do with the rest of the Zhang family team.

"It must be something you did that gave people something to talk about. Think about it carefully yourself." Yan Kunhan could no longer summon any temper upon looking at that face, and said with a helpless sigh.

"Well? Are you still not clearing out? Are you waiting for me to treat you to a meal?" Wu Feng could not have been more mercenary.

Not far away, Meng Xin and Qin Chuan were currently engaged in battle, while close by, Mo Han suddenly led troops out of the city. Coupled with the master-disciple relationship between Qin Chuan and Mo Han, it almost instinctively led people to suspect that the master and disciple had joined forces.

If this point was difficult to comprehend, it could be understood alternatively as hellish demons about to venture out for a hunt being temporarily bestowed with a blessing by Ogan, carrying this demonic blessing to wreak havoc across Asha.

Wu Feng's words made Yang Hao even more puzzled. The Qin family had lived in Jiangcheng for decades and were deeply rooted there, yet their actions were clearly akin to fleeing for their lives. Why would that be? Could it be that Qin Ruyi had already discovered his identity and was terrified of his retaliation?

Down went a stone pickaxe, yielding mostly iron ore, followed by some copper ore, a piece of crystal, and two blocks of saltpeter ore.

"What this concubine means is that, whether intentional or accidental, we can only say that such public opinion does indeed exist at present. If Your Lordship does not wish for the Sect Master to misunderstand, you ought to make preparations and responses accordingly," Lady Zhao reminded him.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately understood why the High Priest had frequently come into the city to distribute porridge—it turned out that poison had long since been mixed into the porridge.

"Charge in!" Liu Chong seemed to see the hope of victory. Five thousand men formed a wedge formation and drove straight into the enemy camp.

"Shall we take down Yuan Shu first?" Zhang Bian only then realized this situation. Upon careful thought, since the Prince of Chen had already preliminarily reached an intention to cooperate and decided to hand over the defense of Yuzhou to him, it would be just as well to let him take over the defense of the remaining commanderies.

Picking up the glowing object on the ground, Li Changwei found that it resembled a fragment of modern shatterproof glass after an impact.

Meanwhile, amidst the battle, Qin Hu could not help frowning. He desperately wanted to say at this moment that this fourth-ranked opponent was truly incomparable to the ninth or tenth, being vastly more powerful.

Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wang Yueitian could not help being stunned. When he turned his head to look at Mo Qingyun, he discovered that the expression in Mo Qingyun's eyes at that moment revealed a trace of reluctance, compassion, and inner conflict.

On top of the potatoes, a layer of scalded cassava vermicelli was covered, water was added, the pot was covered, and the meat was stewed over a high flame.

Yet this time, she found that Ranran had changed, as if reborn; they no longer looked alike.