40. The True and False Heiresses (18)
For instance, the boundary force between the mortal realm and the underworld is the weakest, and it has special provisions for primordial souls; these souls can move freely between the two realms, for otherwise, how could the cycle of life and death be completed? The boundary force between these two realms can be classified as a Level 1 boundary force.
The inner disciple selection, held every five years, is effectively the Cloud Scripture Hall selecting disciples for the sect. Dozens or even hundreds are chosen each time, but only one remains at the end, and this person will become a disciple of the Cloud Scripture Hall.
Si Zhen was an expert who had fought her way up through street brawls and military skirmishes. She knew to cherish her reputation when there was no need to fight, but when a real fight broke out, survival and victory were far more important to her than any reputation.
I was so exhausted and drowsy that I didn't know how to respond, so I simply remained motionless, leaving him to do as he pleased.
During our intimacy, he was very tender with me. Afterwards, he would immediately help me lie down to rest, clean up the soiled sheets and other items himself, and then hold me as we drifted off into a sweet sleep.
Almost everyone shuddered at this chilling sound, and all of them looked over in unison.
Logically speaking, Lin Feng should be using the Heart-Stepping Pace right now. Therefore, there must be true essence leaking out, which would allow one to judge Lin Feng's approximate level of cultivation.
Liu Han reached out and lifted her chin. Ye Xiu's veil covered half her face, revealing only her eyes. These eyes looked at Liu Han with a hint of confusion, as if she were puzzled that Liu Han had not yet made a move on her.
Her jaw ached intensely. Chen Mohan reached up to rub it, and tears of grievance immediately welled up and spilled over.
However, the only difference between this and a speech was that she cried like a flower drenched in rain throughout the entire process. Zhang Minglang and I exchanged glances for a long while until he finally couldn't bear the awkwardness any longer, rummaged through my bag for a pack of tissues, and handed them to her.
Xu Zhijie also understood that the emergence of the Heavenly Realm Group had attracted the attention of the state. The truth that "a tall tree catches the wind" is immutable; regardless of one's intentions, any potential threat to national stability would be monitored by the state. This was something the members of the Heavenly Realm Group, who lacked political acumen, had not anticipated.
The mere premonition of danger presented in the mission briefing was enough to make most reincarnators retreat, but Chen Jingmo and Ottolia chose to accept it after some hesitation.
Tian Boguang strode toward the main control room, asking questions as he walked. Under his questioning, the sergeant told him what he had just learned: at 3:00 AM today, a bandit gang had launched a heavy-firepower surprise attack on the A1 planetary base in front of the star gate and occupied it.
However, obtaining this Devil Fruit was not that simple; after all, every reincarnator present wanted to get their hands on it.
Thinking of Fills, Xiao Nuo could not help but think of the invitation from the God's Domain Inheritor team, which inevitably gave him a headache.
It is true that having a million people execute a military formation is very inflexible. However, Shi Hong’s formation was ancient and concise. Although it moved very slowly due to the sheer number of people, each impact of the formation felt like a monk striking a bell—slow, yet striking solidly into the Gui Rong formation.
Wei Xiaodong looked at the puppet opposite him. The puppet pointed behind Wei Xiaodong. Startled, Wei Xiaodong jumped to the side, fearing there might be another puppet behind him. None appeared, but a sign had materialized, bearing the large characters: "Intermediate Combat Techniques."
People share the same heart; in fact, Huo Chengong, who stood opposite him, was also cheering for Montgomery's decision. Of course, he was not happy because Montgomery had given him preferential treatment, but because he saw a glimmer of possibility in Montgomery's actions.
Everyone was confused by Katou Eagle's erratic behavior. At the same time, the Druid's impressive display of control over animals gave everyone a direct understanding of the Druid's capabilities.
The gongs and drums were deafening, and the banners with black characters on white backgrounds fluttered, naturally attracting many who loved excitement. Before they had even reached the Song residence, there were already over a thousand people trailing behind Chang Gehang and the others. They were desperate to know which death-defying soul dared to owe money to the Prince of Jin, causing the Prince such injustice!
In the distance, a mountain of flesh was seen wobbling toward them. With every step, the fat on its body quivered three times, making one worry that if this ball of meat fell, it might simply roll away, leaving grease stains all over the ground.
Several stark-naked figures fled in a panic, stumbling for a few minutes before climbing a high earthen mound, finally finding the source of the gunfire from their vantage point.
Everyone was very quiet at first, but slowly they began to converse. Since they were walking aimlessly, chatting was the best way to pass the time. Chen Shi'an and the others did not stop them, though they themselves remained silent.
"Hehe, a big fish swimming in the water!" Those demon tribesmen mistook Feng Ling for a fat sheep they could extort from the Demon Realm, so they grabbed him and took him away first.
"It seems I have no choice but to target the Treasure Pavilion." At this moment, Wang Mu suddenly looked up, his unfathomable gaze fixed on the distance, and muttered to himself.
It must be said that when Jun Lang decided to make amends, he did it thoroughly; only by doing so could he maximize his chances of Wang Ying letting him off.
Long Shaoyu smiled triumphantly, feeling his plan was perfect. He even felt that this so-called reincarnation of the Flower Buddha existed solely to help him ascend to the throne.
"Thump." Unaccountably, everyone in the Myriad Demon Palace felt their hearts tremble. Yan Kuan's demonic and enchanting voice made them feel instinctively uneasy.
Zhuang Wangu sneered inwardly. He could not eat the meat that had reached his mouth, but he could at least trap it. He immediately pulled Ghost Ninety-Nine's primordial spirit into a spot in his dantian and placed ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine restrictions on it, making it impossible for it to move at all.