Chapter 86: Formidable Talent

Peerless Divine Doctor Thirty-Nine Degrees of Snow 1262 words 2026-02-09 19:42:34

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Xu Yang was about to explain. Unexpectedly, at that moment, the man suddenly let out a startled cry, quickly moved forward, and stood right in front of Xu Yang.

"You... you... are you Mr. Xu Yang?"

Xu Yang was taken aback by the man's attitude...

Thus, where Yun Qingqian was originally keeping watch over Shen Que, somehow, it turned into the gravely wounded Shen Que guarding Yun Qingqian.

A fierce battle broke out immediately; the great emperor blocked the Heng family's emperor, while the giant lizard intervened, rescuing the powerful being from within the ruins.

Lin Feng took out his phone and started fiddling with it. He opened WeChat, glanced at his moments, and found nothing special, so he went into his room to sleep.

Liu Ming sat cross-legged on the back of the leopard puppet, constantly circulating the True Dragon Combat Technique, beginning to restore his true essence.

Pei Yuan truly couldn't bear to watch Cang Er's behavior any longer. This was hardly showcasing the ethereal grace of the Misty Sect; it was simply bringing shame to their school.

At this seaside, Feng Xueqi was never going to come. Despite some lingering concern among the villagers, Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen knew this well in their hearts.

Though the petals were indeed icy cold, Yun Qingqian couldn't help but touch them a few more times.

The two trudged through the snow, struggling as they went. Along the way, they encountered mutated shrubs covered in sharp thorns. One careless step could tear their trousers, allowing snowmelt to seep in. If snowflakes soaked through, infection was likely not far off.

An Yuyan nodded, first ordering shark fin, abalone, and a large lobster, then requesting snow frog and deep-sea cod.

At that moment, the guard, his expression cold and hard, picked up a transparent bottle from the side platform.

She had transmigrated into an entirely fictional era, and the Gao Kingdom where she now resided did not exist in any modern history she had studied.

She had also looked into the Xia family and didn't think they were like that. Although Xia Jingui's reputation seemed less than stellar, with a rather fiery temperament, there was no rumor of her being wanton. She was curious where Jia Qiang had gotten his information.

Half an hour later, a thousand blood channels had finally been cleared, seven or eight out of ten, and under the impact of powerful bloodlines, the injuries were reluctantly healed.

Even during Liu Yao's brief entry into Yangzhou, the two sides fought fiercely, and surprisingly, Zu Lang defeated Liu Yao twice, forcing his adversary to avoid crossing the border for years.

Xie Ming, the one who made the final decisions, was absent, so Village Chief Li and the others felt it was inappropriate to start eating before he returned.

Now, with all skills lost and no openings to exploit, AJ was helpless against his opponent's grappling. All he could do was fight head-on, as the Sword Maiden raised her hand and struck Jayce, who was still dodging.

This restaurant was among the mid-tier establishments in the capital. Normally, Li Baode would never visit such a low-grade place, but today, after a minute's walk, he was left panting and nearly breathless.

The higher they flew, the colder it became. At such reckless speed, white frost gathered even on Zhou Yi's eyelashes.

The two mansions of Rongning were much the same; their official annual income barely reached ten thousand taels of silver. The main profits were hidden, and after decades of accumulation, the Jia household could easily produce a million taels.

As he spoke, the invisible energy in his hand loosened, sending Wan Dao Yi stumbling and falling forward.

After nodding, Tang Qiao stepped back a few paces, watching this man warily. If he made any move to punch him, Tang Qiao would instantly retreat, never letting himself be struck.

Empress Wen looked at her son, who always came to her with everything, and felt a wave of sorrow.

"Ziyu, have you been reading foreign newspapers lately?" Wang Jin didn't answer, but instead asked an unrelated question.