Chapter 67 Princess Yujiao

Soon, Rong Shaochen finished washing up and came out. Seeing that she showed no sign of sleepiness, he immediately grinned and leaned over, pressing his weight upon her.

"What we have betrayed is not the Eightfold Path of Heavenly Dragons, but simply you, Sakra—no, rather, it should be said that you betrayed the eight legions! As early as nine hundred years ago," Kakra said expressionlessly.

It felt as though someone had ruthlessly carved a gash across her heart, aching so intensely that her entire chest constricted.

He silently offered the sachet that he and Qinghe had made with their own hands. He placed the sachet before the grave, then smiled faintly and returned to the celestial realm.

Night Frenzy did not lose his sanity; he did not go around hacking blindly with that scythe. Instead, he began to search the stone chamber...

After seven years apart, though Chen Shi still held a place in the depths of her heart, she had long since deliberately faded the affection between them, never once imagining a day when she would hold hands with him again.

Recalling it now in a flash, it seemed that back then, when Lian'er had rescued her as she attempted suicide, brought her home, and cared for her meticulously—when she smiled and thanked Lian'er, Lian'er had uttered something very similar. The thought of Lian'er tightened her heart, and she instinctively clutched her chest.

While the command room was deep in discussion regarding Zhang Shaofei, Zhang Shaofei, accompanied by Midorikawa Mai, had already arrived at the training grounds, where Koda was currently undergoing arduous training.

Naturally, Julian had not mentioned any damned SCP Foundation to his wife; he merely told her that this Chinese man was his business partner and good friend, as well as a major shareholder in his trading company.

"Are you truly certain?" a doubtful voice asked from beside him, leaving Xiaoyaolie, who had been quite confident just moments before, utterly startled.

Ye Nuo nodded, figuring the logic held true—everyone had their own side of the story. However, to execute his money-making scheme, Ye Nuo had no choice but to rob Peter to pay Paul.

Jiang Rou took stock of the surroundings; this area looked like it was primed for development. The orphanage buildings were also quite old—she wondered if they would be renovated or forced to relocate.

"Wow! This is amazing!" Dugu Yu acted as though he had struck treasure, enthusiastically testing out true qi of all various attributes.

That was the Lin family's servant, Mother Wang, who had been with the household for over a decade and had watched Lin Xiaoxiao grow up.

If the child was not meant to be, then they would simply act as though this matter had never happened, and Fu Xing would not even need to know she had ever been pregnant. Now that she was already reluctant to leave with him, if she found out she was carrying Gao Zhao's child, she would be even less likely to walk away.

Seeing that Chen Dexin remained collapsed on the ground, refusing even to glance at the wedding attire beside him, a fierce glint flashed in Chen Mingtang's eyes as he coldly addressed Chen Dexin.

A faint aura of ghosts hovered above the courtyard, faintly enshrouding the entire compound, seeming on the verge of dissipating at any moment.

Furthermore, had Situ Qingyun not suppressed his cultivation, executing him merely as a peak master disciplining a disciple, he would likely have ended up as nothing more than an ordinary disciple dying a tragic death right here. Where then would the three-year pact have come from, and where would Yun Mengxi? At this thought, Chu Xiao's resolve to accept the duel wavered slightly.

This purple tree appeared to be an extremely ancient species, nearly impossible to find anywhere else in the world. Its serene and elegant flowers emitted a faint, translucent purple glow in the dead of night. As the evening breeze swept by, the collision of petals gently chimed like wondrous wind chimes, quietly releasing a tranquil floral fragrance with soothing properties.

When his power surged to the ultimate limit that his physical body could bear, the sea of blood was torn apart, and his figure flashed forward in an instant, striking right in front of Tang Zheng.

Master Jialan's emotions remained as placid as undisturbed ripples. He calmly gazed around the surroundings, slowly withdrew his gaze, and finally fixed his eyes on Lin Heshan.

Seeing the absolute certainty on Xiao Yao's face, they knew he was not joking, yet in their hearts, it was still somewhat hard to believe it was true.

Both airships were equipped with pre-prepared super energy electromagnetic cannons; even a peak-condition Super-God-tier Level Three mentalist would be instantly obliterated if struck by one.

Taken out of context, these words might sound somewhat derogatory, but when combined with Wang Pinqiu's amused laughter, they transformed into a compliment of the highest order.

Beyond that, there were various missions such as suppressing bandits and exploring secret realms, all of which offered generous monetary rewards.

The miserable scream of the Wolf Emperor rang out, followed immediately by the sight of the fleeing Wolf Emperor being pierced straight through the chest by that streak of golden sword qi.

Before long, the taxi arrived at the banks of the Chao Phraya River, and the driver immediately slammed on the brakes, as if terrified of getting too close to the Green-Hong Gang headquarters.

Of course, Yang Qiqi was not the type to pry into other people's private lives, so she disdained continuing the investigation.

A golden radiance enveloped everyone in Radeguns, and in the next instant, it instantly washed over the entire island of Russell.

In Wanni's heart, the man she fancied was a true man like Lei Zhan; she could never find that sort of feeling in Chen Yadong.

Chu Feng did not use the Myriad-Path Sword, which he could only barely wield at present; after all, that was a sword without renown, not truly his own sword.

The rapidly spinning void vortex generated a powerful suction force, as if attempting to drag something out from the depths of that vortex.

"I'm from the countryside and don't have that kind of money. If I had the ability to go to college, I wouldn't even know where to find the tuition. The money Yiling has was painstakingly saved by her mother running a pancake stall, plus the amount you kindly gave. Naturally, she treasures it above all else."