Chapter 138: The Martial Tournament (Part 5)

The object finally landed on him and detonated instantly. Though it only scorched his clothes and skin, it caused no major injury. However, another one fell in quick succession, landing directly on Zi Wuji’s head. As it exploded, his hair stood straight up, and he...

With the assistance of Lord Tianxing, Nie Chen and his companion increased their speed once more. Although they could not widen the gap with the pursuers behind them, it would not be easy for the enemies to catch up to them either.

"I don't know what happened, either. I just woke up like this," Shen Lanying said with a helpless sigh. When she was practicing dance last night, she had already felt that her physical stamina was unusually poor.

Namutacuo carried the Black Qilin back under the cliff wall, opened the medical kit with a grim expression, and quickly drew a dose of anesthetic, intending to inject it into the Black Qilin’s neck.

At a single glance, she could see that Shiqin was in critical condition. Having lost too much blood and covered in wounds, she was like porcelain on the verge of shattering, clinging to life by a mere thread; there was no room for carelessness.

"I said this thing could prolong life; I never claimed it would be delicious," Gu Feng laughed heartily.

She had spent two lifetimes entangled with him. During these few days of solitude, she had finally thought things through. She was no longer just Lin Feiye; to most people, she was known as the Empress of the Great Xuan. Since she was to be the mother of the nation, she must possess the demeanor befitting that role.

Since it was a banquet, it was naturally decked out with delicacies and as much opulence as possible; otherwise, it would be a sign of disrespect to the dignitaries of Yazhou and would tarnish the reputation of the hosts, the Xue family.

Tang Feng and Song Aijia led the fatty and the other two into the office. Candong, as one of the gym managers, worked with Zhuang Xiao outside to organize everyone and redistribute tasks, essentially acting as a pre-opening rally.

Hu Zhen stood up, grabbed his grey trench coat, and called out to Xin Shouping and A-Guang to leave the private room. Zheng Xiumin and Yan Li also picked up their coats and followed.

The two Tibetan soldiers he brought immediately took orders and retrieved their tools. I beckoned for the Black Qilin to follow me as we hurried forward along the secret passage.

However, the Sovereign was no pushover. Once its tentacles were tainted by the black flames, there was no way to save them. But it could, much like an octopus, sever its own tentacle, and a new one would promptly grow in its place.

The projection of the Hell Lord Mephisto summoned by Taixu last time likely possessed less than one percent of his true power, yet he was no weaker than Taixu or Zhang Taibai had been at the time. If it had been an avatar instead, even the God of War, Tyr, would be no match for him.

Boss Li felt no embarrassment at all. Seeing Tang Ya walk out of the dressing room, he chuckled lecherously while staring at her graceful figure, and followed her out.

I didn't answer Shen Yin, keeping my eyes fixed on Jiang Ciyun. I didn't even know what right I had to look at him like that.

Every time the Cowherd fell asleep, he would dream of an old man with a white beard telling him things and asking him to write them down. He vaguely felt that this white-bearded old man looked somewhat like his father.

Wu Xiaomeng’s face paled at the sudden danger. As she backed away, she tripped over a plant and fell to the ground.

How strange. Ever since she stole the spotlight at the Courtesan’s Performance, Ziyue had been cold and indifferent toward her. What could she possibly want now?

And that sow-dragon—didn’t it only breathe fire? How could it spit frost now? What was that orb it spat out, and why was it so powerful?

However, judging by the current situation, Tang Ya had no such intentions for the time being, which gave Huo Yongping a slight sense of relief.

Qiu Ming looked at the orb produced by the Golden Bull Star Lord. It appeared dark in color and contained a powerful aura, seeming somewhat similar to a dragon pearl, yet distinct in its own way.