Chapter 119: She Is Not Innocent

It was over. He had slept with Qin Xiao's woman. And what's more, he and Qin Xiao had both been with her for so long...

Originally, it was Qin Xiao's girlfriend who came to him, inviting him to Qin Xiao's birthday party. Later, she told him that her Chinese roommate would also be there, and since she was all alone here with no family or friends to stand up for her, she was fair game.

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Force Break Nine—this soul technique, true to its name, could shatter the heavens with sheer power. In an instant, Xiang Wen’s strength would increase tenfold. The skill lasted only three seconds, but those brief seconds were enough to strike down any enemy.

As he pressed forward with unstoppable momentum, holding his own against the Seven Swords, Xi Ya could not explain why a sense of dread crept into her heart.

Ye Qu rolled with all his might, and together with a swift kick, he knocked Sang Mo’s arm away from his body.

Usually, when Gu Yan gave Su Wan her medicine at night, she was always careful, afraid of causing pain, so her movements were exceedingly gentle. But tonight, Gu Yuan was even gentler than Gu Yan; Su Wan didn’t feel the slightest bit of pain.

“What you need to do now is try to unite the soul beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest to guard against unknown dangers,” Xiang Wen advised.

With the intervention of Naxi, everything changed. Ma Yin and Hill did not run into Ubiquitous, and thus were spared from sacrifice.

The Demon Slayer Corps and demons were mortal enemies. Yet in some respects, Jiang Liu resembled the demons so much that it would be hard to ensure others wouldn’t confuse the two. Even if Jiang Liu was eventually proven not to be a demon, suspicion would always linger in their hearts.

As Zhong Chao’s soul will was tempered by the three kinds of tribulations, the chaotic foreign messages were also swept away by the gloomy wind, burned by karmic fire, or shattered by thunder.

But because his level was too low and his knowledge too limited, Zhong Chao sensed something was wrong but couldn’t pinpoint the exact problem.

First Tang Xianzu, then Qiu Shizhou... Some famous figures from another world had never appeared here, yet there were those whose destinies remained unchanged.

Ling Feng was a rare talent with two equally skilled feet, but most players were used to shooting with only one—usually the right. The left could strike, but in both accuracy and power, it lagged far behind the right.

Li Tiezhu hesitated for a moment. Seeing everyone else crowding around Han Dong, he felt reassured and squeezed forward.

“Peach Orchard!” The Queen Mother, seeing the towering blaze in the distance, cried out in shock. Her face changed drastically, and she sped off toward the orchard.

Whether it was the cultivators of Wood City or the disciples of the Immortal Palace, they were rarely seen. Each master guided at most one disciple a year, sometimes none for years—it had to be a prodigy among prodigies, with no compromise for mediocrity.

Unlike the dark god, who used faith to heal wounds and stabilize his body, the god of light had suffered no harm. The faith accumulated over these years had only served to strengthen his power.

The wild boar lumbered along, following Chu Nan into the grass. With such a behemoth at his side, Chu Nan had little fear of any wild beasts attacking.

Wang Yang wasn’t sure if it was his imagination. Ever since Ren Lijuan pulled him from the stream, he kept noticing that, besides the fresh earthy scent in the air, there was also a faint, peculiar aroma.

Elusive as a whisper, Xueyi wore a perpetually troubled look—this method was clearly unreliable.

Her body was pressed almost entirely against the wall, eyes wide with terror as she stared at him, seeing nothing but killing intent—anger, hatred, savagery... As if she were facing a mortal enemy of unimaginable power.

As Liao Yun was about to approach Xu Zhe, Xu Zhe suddenly launched his attack, slipping past Liao Yun’s startled gaze.

Lu Feiyang looked at the others and remarked, though there was no need—everyone understood. This smiling, treacherous man was certainly hatching a plot—and not just any plot, but a despicable and shameless one.