Chapter 131: Deployment!

"Miss, if I tell you," the servant said, shrinking his neck and smiling sheepishly, "you must promise not to sell me out."

"I know. Just tell me already," Meng Qian replied repeatedly.

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At this time, a reporter mentioned on Weibo that his senior fellow apprentice had once seen Liang Jingchen and Xia Wennuan together at a banquet abroad. At the time, Xia Wennuan had fallen into the pool, and it was Liang Jingchen who jumped in to save her.

For the God of Emptiness, he could no longer perceive the existence of his body, nor could he even sense the existence of his soul.

Once everyone was seated, Xie Jin hurried to confirm with Deng Yuru. It was not that he did not trust his own son, but because the very survival of the mountain stronghold was at stake, he dared not draw a conclusion lightly.

Beyond this ten-mile radius, the subsequent area had not been carefully surveyed. Everyone braced themselves, slowed their pace, and spread out, beginning to meticulously examine every blade of grass, every tree, every puddle, and every cave.

Deep within the Heart City, inside a palace, a gaunt old man exuding an aura of malevolence sneered as he watched the scene reflected in a mirror.

The Heavenly Dao’s expression was ashen, yet he knew that the falling of Pangu’s divine corpse into the Firmament Continent was an inevitable trend. Even as the master of the Firmament Continent, he could not stop it, nor could he refuse the "descent" of the divine corpse.

In an instant, everyone recognized it; this set of Blood Nether Demon Palms was the ultimate technique of the previous Death Demon Lord.

"Obarak, it is only labeled as the 'Fountain of Youth,' but that does not mean this spring water can truly grant immortality."

In the end, the ghosts and spirits developed their own cultivation methods and began to slaughter one another again, much like raising gu insects, killing and devouring each other to grow in power by consuming the dead spirits of their kin.

With Luo Chen’s current strength, bolstered by the aura of the Pangu deity, these external methods were simply insufficient to increase his cultivation or combat prowess.

If Sun Qian were to see these two people, who had absolutely no connection to one another, meeting like this, one could only wonder what he would think.

The beam of red light cut through the corridor and landed beside the archway in the courtyard. Ling was exhausted; the moment she transformed into human form, she collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. Having no one bound to her by a contract, she lacked a source of life. Relying only on the energy gained from that single bite of Wang Lingyun, she actually possessed very little vitality.

Being interrupted by someone during their intimate moments was the greatest blow to his passion.

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Although Yun Qingrou had encountered no danger or bizarre occurrences, she had also gained nothing.

The man walking with a drifting gait remained unfazed even when he reached the hurricane. He walked forward aimlessly until he arrived at the very center of the storm. Strangely, the wind did not blow him away; he stood at the eye of the gale for a while, and the wind naturally dissipated.

However, Liu Shuangen was accustomed to his lethargy. Even if he were reluctant about the matter, he was too lazy to ask any more questions.

He recruited a large number of laborers to mine ore and smelt iron for him. He used "labor insurance" to guarantee their safety while they worked hard, and used wages to ensure that their efforts would provide for their families.

However, ever since the fierce battle with Jumang, these demon soldiers began to feel that the human race had many commendable qualities, which was why Di Rong decided to take a closer look at the battle formations laid out by Jumang.

When six-thirty in the evening arrived, An Hui was just about to remind Qiao Mimi that it was time for the child to eat, but she discovered that Qiao Mimi had already begun nursing, so she retreated back into the kitchen.

"Li Ting," Qiao Mimi looked at him, finding him more handsome the longer she looked. How could someone be so incredibly good-looking?

Yet, the deadline Mu Han had set for her was approaching. If she did not return, he would surely never forgive her.